Medieval Knight System: Building the Strongest Empire Ever!

They say he became a wastrel who chipped away at his father’s renown, and honestly, I think I would have gone crooked in his place too. He must have made his own efforts as the scion of a prestigious house, only to live forever in the shadow of a monster of a father.

At the time, I was called a rising young knight and a war hero, so even a direct descendant of Steinhof risked being eclipsed by my fame. It was a valid concern. But Fiel didn’t see it that way.

"I joined the Gale Knights, fought countless battles, and met good subordinates and a good superior. I was able to grow thanks to the Gale Knights and to you, Commander. I am truly grateful."

"Now that you’ve risen so spectacularly, your father can’t say a word against it."

"...It’s the opposite. If anything, he’s egging me on."

Egging him on? At the unexpected answer, Hilda and I looked at each other.

As if remembering something, Elisabeth let out a small cry.

"Ah! So that’s why Father sent me that letter."

"Your father sent you a letter?"

"Just once. Now that I think about it, the contents were rather strange."

"Elisa, could you tell us what it said?"

"Well..."

The letter Viscount Loewenbert had sent to Elisabeth told her to support Fiel’s wishes. Elisabeth hadn’t understood why he would suddenly send such a letter, but now it finally made sense.

"He must have intended to draw Viscount Loewenbert to his side."

Naturally, as a blood ally, the viscount would have found it difficult to refuse a request from the head of Steinhof. But the viscount chose to support Fiel rather than the family head, and he had indirectly let his daughter know as much.

"My father believes I will become a great knight who surpasses the Gale Knight."

"There’s nothing particularly wrong with a parent having expectations of his son."

"If it were mere expectation, it would be fine. The problem is that Steinhof may become your political enemy, Commander. The reality is that the family has split into anti-Streit and pro-Streit camps that are fighting each other from within."

So Steinhof was divided. And into pro-Streit and anti-Streit factions, no less. I couldn’t help but be dumbfounded that I was the cause. Elisabeth and Hilda were equally taken aback.

Hey, what did I ever do?

"So our sworn ally’s house has been tearing itself apart over me."

"Wolf, will it be all right? Of all families, Steinhof..."

I knew what Hilda feared. Steinhof wasn’t just the family her friend had married into, but the sworn ally that had fought beside us all this time. If we ended up at war with them, we would lose our one and only precious ally.

"Could you tell me more about the internal situation at Steinhof? When I campaigned alongside your grandfather, I never sensed the slightest hint of this."

Were Adolf and the Steinhof knights who came as reinforcements part of the pro-Streit faction that supported me? Fiel said that even he hadn’t known the family was divided until recently.

"I only learned of it recently myself, through my grandfather’s letter. My father wants to realize Steinhof’s glory through me. My grandfather tried to persuade him that joining hands with you, Commander, is the path to the family’s prosperity, but it seems it was no use. My father regards Streit as the obstacle standing in Steinhof’s way."

"Do I have any reason to stand in Steinhof’s way?"

"Because this is the age of the gale."

Adolf had said that the age of the storm had set and the age of the gale had come. It sounded so grandiose that I had taken it as nothing more than kind words from a distinguished senior, but apparently others took it differently.

"Let me say it again. I still consider Steinhof a sworn ally."

"As do I. And that is precisely why the family split in two. Fortunately, it hasn’t grown into anything serious, but uniting our strength as one will be difficult for the time being."

"I suppose so. I thought of them as an ally I could trust, but an unforeseen problem was lurking beneath the surface."

"I believe it has gotten worse since my appointment as commander of the Imperial Knights."

The head of Steinhof took pride in that appointment. Perhaps, out of the inferiority he felt at being constantly compared to his own father, he had become obsessed with the advancement of a son born with natural talent.

Was this undercurrent the reason Adolf came to our aid, against the family head’s wishes, under the pretext of attacking Neunil? Being proud of your son is all well and good, but I’m the one who got him promoted.

Of course, Fiel had the caliber to rise through any path, but the fact remains that his appointment as commander of the Imperial Knights was owed to my exploits, which had raised the Gale Knights to that standing in the first place.

"It will be all right. My grandfather and I will persuade my father without fail. He too will come to see that cooperating with Streit is far more profitable than making an enemy of them."

"And we have the authority of the Imperial Knights commander now, so please don’t worry, Baroness."

Elisabeth stressed the words Imperial Knights commander, brimming with pride in Fiel. She must have truly hated living in Hilda’s shadow all this time. Hilda finally burst out laughing, and Elisabeth, irritated by the laugh, bristled.

And the two bickered and squabbled just like old times.

Fiel could only hang his head in embarrassment.

Fiel and his wife decided to depart the next day.

Hilda, who had spent such a long stretch with her friend for the first time since marrying, felt the parting keenly, but Elisabeth couldn’t stay in Feuzen forever. Besides, she was pregnant.

Her family is probably going to pamper and guard her like a sacred treasure.

So Hilda went off to a separate room, saying she wanted to sleep beside Elisabeth that night. Which abruptly left the two of us husbands, Fiel and me, to spend the night without our wives. Well, if that’s what the lady wishes, so be it.

While Sabine and the other handmaids cleaned up, I sat back and leisurely sipped the rose tea Daniel had brought. It occurred to me that it was about time to spend some points.

I had originally planned to buy passives first, but then I remembered the dream of the giant wolf carrying a child wrapped in silk. Should I spend points on my heir before the passives?

My current balance, counting everything I’d saved up bit by bit, exceeded 130,000 points. Upgrading my heir’s Excellent Talent to Natural-Born Talent would cost a total of 45,000 points.

Passive skills, or the heir’s talent upgrade?

I deliberated, but since the heir’s talent could only be upgraded during the pregnancy, and I had planned to upgrade it anyway, I ultimately chose the latter.

[Applying Talent Boost x9]

[Excellent Talent -> Natural-Born Talent upgrade]

[45,000 points have been deducted]

[Child of the Wolf bloodline event created]

[100,000 points required to unlock]

...Child of the Wolf?

My heir’s talent had been upgraded to Natural-Born Talent, but a new bloodline event called Child of the Wolf had been created along with it. And the unlock condition was what? 100,000 points? Are you out of your mind?

But they say human greed knows no end, and I couldn’t help my eyes being drawn to this Child of the Wolf bloodline. I had about 85,000 points left, and I was paralyzed with indecision between the unlock and the passives.

Still, the phrase bloodline event nagged at me. If I unlocked the event, would the Child of the Wolf bloodline keep passing down from generation to generation? It was a dilemma in more ways than one.

What mattered was that I currently lacked the points.

In other words, no amount of agonizing would unlock the event.

Should I make a patrol of the domain to earn some points? Patrolling would probably turn up quests. I might even get tangled up in some unexpected incident and end up in a fight.

For reference, there are six villages besides Rosenheim.

With Rosenheim at the center, Feuzen and Vintenheim lie to the north, and to the east, below the highway connecting to Breisburg, lie the quiet, sleepy village of Neudenburg and the Bishopric of Lanseh.

To the south is Hissen, a fortified border village adjacent to Basel, and to the west is Denmach, the source of Rosenheim’s wine. Hm, the only villages I had visited so far were Rosenheim, Feuzen, and Vintenheim.

The estate managers under the Administrative Department were still running the villages on my behalf, but I couldn’t keep leaning on the Administrative Department forever. If I found suitable local talent while making the rounds, I wanted to give them a chance.

People would welcome a hometown native as their administrator far more readily than an outsider. Of course, knowing the abuses that could come with that, establishing a selection process that weighed character, along with a system of inspections, was another task for the list.

"We’ll have a rough time of it for a while without you."

"I leave my men in your care, Sir Falkenheim."

"Don’t worry. You have my word."

When the day of departure for Breisburg arrived, Fiel entrusted his men to Viktor. They were sad to see him go, but they resolved to look forward to the day they would meet again.

"I’ll write for sure, so you have to write back. Otherwise I’ll be angry."

"I promise I will. And don’t forget, we agreed to meet again when the baby is born."

The two noblewomen, reluctant to part, could hardly bring themselves to take a step. I truly can’t understand a relationship where they adore each other and compete with each other at the same time. Is this what they call friendship between women?

In the end, it took two full hours before we could see Fiel and his wife off.

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