I am not an expert in defense or warfare.

I can't emphasize this enough, so I’ll say it again: I’m not a professional soldier, nor am I a high-ranking officer or a general.@@novelbin@@

So, I would prefer not to be asked questions about war...

“Lord Rothschild, what do you think?”

Even though I could have avoided answering, I hesitated for a moment.

I was considering making a silent protest, but the Emperor in front of me wouldn’t allow it.

“I know full well that you have no intention of meddling with military affairs. So, answer my question. This is an imperial command.”

In the military, even a private can be hard to look at, but in front of a sergeant, they’re nothing more than a worm. In front of a division commander, they’re just useless scraps that melt with a glance.

No matter how high my rank as a baron, no matter how much wealth I have...

If the Emperor gives an order, no matter how much I dislike it, I must carry it out.

‘If I don’t obey, he’ll tear me apart.’

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