Counterfeit Hero

"Your Majesty, the Special Security Force of the Royal Investigation Bureau, led by Prince Bruce, is launching an attack on us..." Bonnie got straight to the point as she walked into the room.

"Dear Bonnie." James turned away from the window: "Look, I know what’s happening. Don’t worry, what you need to do now is to fend off their attack and wait for reinforcements."

James’s expression had regained its composure and calmness, but the twitch at the corner of his eye betrayed his inner anger: "My son is attacking their father, and I don’t know who to trust anymore." He smiled, an indescribably peculiar smile: "But I trust you. The Mythical Army has always been trustworthy, hasn’t it?"

Bonnie was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty. I am fulfilling my duties." She turned to look at the silent Philip and hesitantly said, "Communication has been cut off. My people are certain there’s a powerful interference source on the prison watchtower. They are currently in contact with SkyNet, trying to get assistance. However, I’m a bit puzzled; the nearest garrison is less than thirty kilometers away. They should be aware of the situation here. But..." She glanced at her watch and continued, "It’s been thirty minutes now, and there’s no news."

"Oh?" James looked at Bonnie seriously and said, "Continue."

Bonnie bit her beautiful lips and uncertainly said, "If someone dares to attack Your Majesty, I can’t imagine what else they wouldn’t do! I suspect how many people are actually involved in this coup. Right now, I only have the strength of a battalion. If reinforcements don’t arrive within six hours, we’re... without hope."

James gave Philip a strange look and asked Bonnie, "What about Reinhardt?"

Bonnie shook her head, "I haven’t been in contact with the Legion Commander in recent days. All I know is that four days ago, he was still in Biekelan."

James squinted his eyes and said slowly, "So, you don’t know that Reinhardt left Biekelan yesterday?"

Bonnie was surprised, "Is that so? I’ve been here these past days and haven’t received any news." She visibly breathed a sigh of relief, "If we can contact the General, that would be ideal."

James shook his head, "No, your analysis is very reasonable. With just the few people from the Investigation Bureau, my two beloved sons wouldn’t dare to launch a coup without a solid basis. Placing our hopes on Reinhardt is not a wise decision now." He lowered his head in thought for a moment, then asked Philip, "When should the fleet that executed the air-dropping mission to Lucerne return?"