Inside the Imperial Palace of the Theresian Empire.

Marcus was reporting to Emperor Ahar II.

“The preparations for the Western Conquest expedition are almost over, your Majesty. Would you like to hear the report today?”

“… No need. Do according to your will,” the emperor answered softly.

Ahar II’s face was drained of blood as if he was sick.

It had already been a long time since Marcus took decision-making control over the Theresian Empire’s important political affairs.

Therefore, it was safe to say that Marcus, for all intents and purposes, was the actual ruler of the Empire.

‘Everything is going according to plan.’

As he left the royal chambers, Marcus’ expression brightened.

He, a single mercenary of the Yen Principality, got this far entirely thanks to the turmoil of times.

Because of his ambitions, he lost his pregnant wife, but that too was used as an opportunity to become even stronger.

‘I will surely sit on a Divine Throne. Even if I have to reach the throne by building a tower of corpses through numerous wars.’

For a moment, Marcus’ eyes reflected his blood-hungry madness.

A black shadow appeared in the background and changed into the form of Aleister.

“You look good today, Marcus,” Aleister said as he observed Marcus’ state.

“Hahaha… there’s no reason for me to look bad. I’m sure I’ll obtain the world soon,” Marcus stated confidently.

His ambition led him to make an...

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