The Mythical Hero's Otherworld Chronicles: Volume 11 [Parts 1 to 2] by Tatematsuri

Author:Tatematsuri
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Light Novel, partial, magic, action, isekai, high fantasy, politics, war, OP Antihero Protagonist, Military Strategy
Publisher: J-Novel Club (generated)

House Scharm had ruled the north for generations. In that time, it had produced a number of imperial consorts, not to mention a great many chancellors of the empire. It was one of the most prestigious of the great houses, with its power and influence matching House Krone even in the latter’s heyday. Even in recent years, Chancellor Graeci had commanded immense respect, while his younger sister had been chosen to become the second imperial consort. However, she had been slain in the attack on the inner palace, while Graeci had been cut down by assassins, leading to the chancellorship being usurped by House Kelheit. House Scharm’s influence was now waning, and it had lost the confidence of its nobles. With no current head, it had sought the aid of Second Prince Selene, but his prolonged convalescence had left him unable to address the threat of House Brommel or save House Scharm from decline. The house was currently the weakest it had ever been, and House Brommel’s rise promised war in the not-so-distant future.

House Scharm’s seat of power was Reisenriller, the Whitesteel Castle. The city lay under a permanent layer of snow, and the castle rose from the world of white like a vision from a fantasy. Its beauty was renowned within the empire and without, and many came from across the continent just to lay eyes on it. Now, however, the city was devoid of travelers. Soldiers patrolled the streets, their expressions stern. An oppressive atmosphere hung over the rooftops, and the townsfolk locked their doors.

But the castle was a hive of activity. Military and civil tribunes hurried through the corridors. Anxiety lay thick on the guards’ faces.

Through it all walked Selene’s aide, Herma von Heimdall. The son of Hermes von Heimdall, he had inherited his father’s valor, and his soldiers knew and trusted him as an upstanding and honorable man. He hastened to the throne room and flung open the doors.

“Where is His Highness?!” he demanded.

“I am here, Herma.”

Herma looked around. The lord of the castle was sitting on the throne. He raised a hand. Herma’s sister, Phroditus von Heimdall, waited at his side.

“Is something wrong, brother?” she asked.

Herma did not answer. He approached the throne and bowed his head. “Your Highness,” he said, a little out of breath, “a messenger has come from Malaren.”

Selene leaned forward in his chair. Phroditus straightened up, regarding her brother intently. Both looked apprehensive. They could guess what he was about to say.

“My father—that is to say, High General von Heimdall reports that a horde of monsters under yaldabaoth command have begun an assault on the wall.”

“And we hardly have reinforcements to spare.” Selene leaned back in his seat, frowning. “We may not have a choice, though. Did Hermes say anything more?”

“Yes, Your Highness. He writes that he will attend to the matter to the best of his ability and you are not to worry. He wishes you fair fortune.”

Selene smiled despite himself. There was Hermes’s stubborn streak. No doubt the man

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