Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 471: Trampled Straw Sandals
Was Richard acting on a whim?

Yes and no. After witnessing the incident, he was not as "stupid" as Libby thought. Instead, he was thinking about several questions.

He is an officer, a noble, and a spellcaster, but it is precisely these three identities that allow him to examine the current situation beyond the limitations of one identity.

He knew very well that the Imperial Army was not as pure and flawless as those retired officers believed, and that turning the entire empire into a large military camp would not solve the various problems of today's society.

What would happen if these people succeeded?

The Imperial Parliament and the civil service system headed by the Chancellor will be subdued by the Imperial Army, and the subsequent war may indeed be more effective, but it will never bring happiness to the people of the empire.

Richard knew how those petty nobles treated the serfs. By then, the many soldiers who wanted to share the spoils would turn the southern part of the empire and the former Valois occupied areas into the same place as West Marin, full of slave production and crude manor economy.

The entire empire has lost the ability to stop the war. In fact, this is already the case, and the prime minister's reform is also an attempt to restore the mechanism of active ceasefire.

No, this situation seems to overestimate these officers. They are unable to come up with a decent blueprint and simply believe that the emperor is deceived and that treacherous people are in power.

The solution is to destroy the physical body.

So they must be stopped; this is the responsibility bestowed upon him by his three identities.

The so-called soldiers, the so-called nobles, and the citizens of the empire must oppose the crazy wave at this time, because he has figured out that these frustrated and dissatisfied soldiers will not bring a better future to the empire.

The Crown Prince will have his own protection when he travels, and the military police in the imperial capital should have already taken action - they can basically draw a clear line between themselves and the imperial soldiers participating in the operation. Who says that the salaries of the two are not even on the same order of magnitude?
What Richard was really worried about was that there would be spellcasters joining the operation, and among those military mages, there would be his former teacher, the Master of the Necromancer.

Just like the spellcaster who was just killed, what will those members who have lost their leader, the Master of the Necromancer, and whose ideas are even more extreme than those of the retired officers, do?
The key figure of the empire must be stopped, and the crown prince is being held hostage by these people. This is also the only key link that Richard can intervene in.

The first thing Richard did after making the decision was to stop the fight. He didn't care whether it was an enemy or a friend, and he used the "I will make you vomit to death" technique on several people around him.

Luckily, his understanding of the "spell chain" was not thorough enough, so its power was not exerted to its normal level, but this was enough to make the Concentrator start spewing filth.

Since many people had been drinking before, the room suddenly smelled extremely sour. In such an atmosphere, vomiting was contagious, and the drunk people were all club members.

So not only did the fight stop, but it also happened to give most of Hench's friends the upper hand.

"Henchi, do you know where the Marshal's Palace is?"

"He entertained me at his home."

"Okay, now you go find him with the others and report the emergency. I'll go find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. As for Libus, you..."

"I am dangerous wherever I am, but comparatively speaking, I am safest around you." If it were any other noble girl, she would have been shy to say this, but she openly quoted the lines from "The Domineering Wizard Falls in Love with Me".

Fortunately, Libus added: "Do you believe in my ability to predict now? I can help you find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Hench thought of something and took out a medal from his arms: "This was awarded to me by His Highness himself. It may help you verify your identity."

The two horses galloped through the imperial capital shrouded in the ominous night. Libby's eyes were so bright that they were almost glowing. She led Richard all the way and successfully bypassed the marching troops.

Some military police had already reacted and started to deploy, and some were confronting the rioting imperial soldiers on the streets.

In the darkness of night, with tense nerves, no one knew who fired the first shot, and it might not even be a gunshot, but there was a subsequent exchange of fire, and the determined faces of the actors were reflected in the firelight.

They also tried to call for the gendarmes, but unfortunately the gendarmes even brought out field artillery.

However, another group of rebellious soldiers achieved results - the empire's den of filth was set on fire. Although it was magnificent, it was full of corruption, insider trading, and parasites that dragged down the war, so there was nothing to regret for the soldiers who started the rebellion.

It is enough to have a military department and a supreme command.

As the two rode their horses, they saw the Imperial Parliament building blazing with fire from between the buildings. "Oh my God." Before Libus could finish her sigh, they were discovered by the military police.

Obviously the military police didn't know the two men's intentions. He warned them first and then aimed, ready to pull the trigger at any time.

"Hold me tight!" The colonel acted decisively and took a risk to get closer to Libby. When the two horses were about to collide, he immediately grabbed the other and lifted her up, then used the [Mage's Hand] to help support her and let her sit behind him.

The reason for this is that his spellcasting ability has not yet fully recovered. Even with the assistance of the spell cloud, the deployed shield cannot protect the two horses.

Soon gunshots were heard, and Libus's original mount neighed and rolled to its knees, while they broke through under the bullets.

"It's broken, that's your horse, it can't be expensive, right?"

Richard was in no mood to joke back. The fight just now proved one fact: the military police had no way to stop the wizard's sudden attack.

Maybe there is a wizard around the crown prince, I hope he can provide good protection.

"You don't know how to teleport?
"Wow Richard, you smell so good. The base notes are cedar and musk mixed with sweat. It's a pity that it was ruined by the drunkard's vomit in the room."

She was a little annoyed by the experience being ruined by the vomit.

"I think my mother is very accurate in judging people sometimes."

"what?"

"She praised you for being brave and fearless and not being bound by common sense and worldly concepts."

“Feeling is not a good word.”

With Libus's magical navigation, the two quickly approached the west gate of the imperial capital, named after Saint Clay, the northern guardian of the old empire.

At this time, there are military police on guard, and theoretically they can escort His Highness into the palace.

But when Richard and his two men approached, chaos had already broken out near the city gate. The attackers chose a good time - they created a commotion when the convoy was passing through the gate, putting it in a dilemma.

The Crown Prince's carriage should be among them now. At this moment, neither the military police reinforcements nor the imperial soldiers participating in the operation have arrived. Only the glow caused by magic is flickering in the dark night.

As expected, the attackers were all mages, including some among the defenders. They tried their best not to affect the vehicle frame during their fight, but they paid no attention to the military police and broke up the guard team.

"You can't ride horses here anymore." Richard came down and gritted his teeth to hold up the barrier again. He looked at the chaotic and forced-to-stop convoy: "Where is His Royal Highness?"

This is also a problem that plagues attackers.

Libus untied her riding boots and took out a pair of straw sandals from a storage bag whose location could not be revealed and put them on.

Richard didn't understand, but after putting on the straw sandals, Libby's temperament changed, and her eyes went from shining to seeming to have endless light swirling in them.

"Found it." She pointed to a plainly decorated carriage.

"Is there no limit to your predictions?" He felt that Libbas could only see a vague fate one moment, and could predict everything the next.

“According to the records of my ancestors, starting from the second day after I put on the straw sandals, I must close my eyes for 20 days, otherwise I will be permanently blind.

"And I haven't finished reading the new novel yet, so I need a handsome guy to read it to me. Hey, wait for me!"

Richard rushed out at the critical moment. Libby gritted her teeth and ran behind him in her prickly straw sandals towards the battle scene.

(End of this chapter)