Counterfeit Hero

"Oh, I was thinking about the situation in Tanville!" After a brief moment of distraction, George quickly responded. He found it unbelievable that he and Reinhardt could stand shoulder to shoulder as comrades in arms, in the same trench. In George’s subconscious, he was always comparing himself to the perfect Reinhardt, competing against him; they were supposed to be rivals, not friends.

"I’m surprised, this time your two brothers seem to have lost their way." Reinhardt said lightly, "No one can stage a coup in front of the Mythical Army, not now, and not in the future!"

George was startled, looking at the calm and composed Reinhardt in front of him. He wondered what kind of relationship he would have with this favored man of the gods after becoming the Gazalin Emperor. Is this someone he could control?

"Fortunately, because we were tracking those elusive Federation spies, we returned to Mezrich in time, avoiding being caught off guard. If we had waited until Tanville was attacked to leave Biekelan, I’m afraid it would have been too late!" Reinhardt looked at George with piercing eyes, a hint of an unsettling smile at the corners of his mouth, "Prince George, you should really reward your intelligence personnel, shouldn’t you?"

"Yes... uh, yes!" George instinctively avoided Reinhardt’s bright eyes, feeling his heart racing.

"Your Highness, the ships are ready, we should commence the operation." Reinhardt glanced nonchalantly at the transport ships in the distance, saying lightly, "I will go to the Imperial Palace, you go to save Your Majesty... Are you sure you want to make such an arrangement?"

George awkwardly smiled and said, "To be honest, I know I should go to the Imperial Palace, after all, the Royal Guard is under my command, and for you, rescuing my father is your greatest responsibility! But..." His smile was somewhat stiff, "You know, when both of my brothers have betrayed my father, I hope he can still see a trustworthy son!"

Reinhardt gave George a deep look and said lightly, "Alright then, I obey your will."

A few minutes later, twenty medium-sized transport ships slowly left the military base sixteen hundred kilometers from Tanville. After an hour of space flight, they would enter the atmosphere again, making an airborne landing in Tanville.