The one who woke Raphael from his despair was his comrades, who were making a fuss as though they had seen the end of the world.

“Captain, captain, we’re all going to die like this!” “How can we, mere peasants, defeat the Marquis of Orléans’ great army?” “Shouldn’t we just give up and run away now?”

Raphael himself was in shock, facing the situation that had suddenly arrived... but when the others started talking as if everything was lost, his instincts to survive kicked in, and he snapped out of it.@@novelbin@@

‘I have to hold out by any means.’

He thought that if he could hold on until the Holy Empire’s high-ranking officials, who would eventually come to aid him, arrived... then, as the leader of the rebellion, he could earn military merit and naturally rise to the ranks of the Holy Empire's nobility.

Of course, if someone in the Holy Empire’s military were to be informed of this, they’d probably protest, saying, “We never instigated any rebellion at the border with the Lyon Kingdom. What nonsense is this about a dog walking on two legs?”

But Raphael didn’t have the authority or power to directly ask the Holy Empire’s military, so he had no choice but to trust Sebastian, who was pretending to be the noble Samuel from the Holy Empire.

‘If I can just hold out until Samuel arrives, I’ll be a noble too.’

Raphael immediately took control of the situation.

“Everyone shut up!”

At the strong words of the leader who had brought these peasants this far, even those who had been in disarray now turned their ears toward Raphael.

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