The spirits of the former expedition army grew even more excited. Having heard that Chezare was the general and that the Black Bull Knights’ Order still remained, it seemed that they had gained hope for their future lives(?).

“I-I will not accept this! I will not accept you as the general!” Mauvid shouted, but in the next moment, his voice wavered.
“So are you saying that you are dissatisfied with my choice?” asked Vandalieu.

The air in the audience chamber changed as all of the spirits directed angry glares at Mauvid, as if they were looking at their sworn enemy.

“Hyih! N-no, I was simply –”

“I appointed Chezare as my general and bestowed him decorations. Everything was done through my authority and will. If you are dissatisfied with that, that means that you are dissatisfied with me, doesn’t it?”

“Th-that is – I-I apologize! Please forgive me for my inappropriate words!” Mauvid lowered his head, but Vandalieu remained indifferent, not speaking any words of forgiveness.

Chezare extended Mauvid a helping hand. “My apologies, Your Majesty. Please forgive my subordinate for his insolence.”

Mauvid’s spirit trembled in response to Chezare’s sneering voice, but he was ignored.