Chapter 1: After the Party

As Arthur was returning to the capital, the victorious eastern army was pursuing the western army through the Beta Plains, west of the port town of Berwick.

“Damn it... To think we would lose!”

The soldiers ran, panting hard. They were remnants of the Knights of the Red Tiger. Their captain had been slain, and now that Arthur, the supreme commander, had been teleported away, the western army was collapsing with no one to lead it.

“If we’d known it would end like this, we should have sided with Prince Lance!”

They all were now regretting their choice. The Knights of the Red Tiger were lower-ranked nobles, and because aristocrats respected authority and hierarchy, they had sided with Arthur, the first imperial prince. Not only that, Arthur was a militarist, and many of his retainers were strong warriors, so naturally, everyone thought he would win the civil war.

Yet, Arthur had lost, and now his crumbling army was fleeing from the enemy.

“I-I was against it! I thought Prince Lance was a better choice than Prince Arthur, since he doesn’t care about status, so why did things end like this?!”

“Shut up, dumbass! If you’ve got the energy to complain, then put it into your legs and run! If they catch us, we’re dead!”

“Exactly. Only an early death awaits blabbermouth soldiers,” interjected a chilling voice, causing the soldiers to stop and turn toward its source—a young man with purple hair. “Still, that guy really is a slave driver, making me help pursue the fleeing enemy immediately after taking care of their generals.”

This young man was Caim, the Poison King. After defeating Gawain and Merlin, Caim hadn’t even had t