Rudra sighed.
"I've decided that your talent is wasted in the Academy. With our top generals, scientists and....."
My mind immediately jumped to one conclusion—that I will not meet that reincarnator.
Rudra continued, "So instead… I am promoting you to Second Marshal of the Empire. You will now be directly below Velgrynd herself."
My brain short-circuited.
"...What? Why? And why out of nowhere?"
Rudra's next words were even worse.
"With the death of Veldora, we have the perfect chance to capture the Western Kingdom. And you are tasked with leading the Imperial Army, which should be prepared in two months for the invasion of the West."
"…WHAT THE—?!" My eyes widened in sheer horror. This feels like a set-up so that reincarnated person can have souls to make him and his subordinates Demon Lords. After all, in all Tensura fanfiction, the Eastern Empire is the perfect arc for MC to shine.
Velgrynd, on the other hand, looked pleased. "Congratulations."
I turned back to Rudra in a panic.
"Hold on, hold on! I think you're making a huge mistake!"
"Not at all," Rudra said smoothly. "This is a big responsibility, Nova. I trust you. Prove yourself."
My face darkened.
"But—but—WHY ME?!"
"You're strong," Rudra said simply.
My lips trembled. Only one thought came to my mind.
I saved your life and even gave you a baddie like Velgrynd as a lover, and this is how you repay me—sending me to my death?!
After Rudra was done telling me everything I needed to do, I was allowed to go back. I teleported directly to my bedroom and fell onto my bed without eating anything.
On the other hand, in the castle room, Velgrynd looked at Rudra with worry and said,
"Do you think it was wise to send him?"
"We have no other choice," he said, and in front of him, a broken white orb appeared.
The orb was broken into three portions. "Who would have thought something like this would happen to something Veldanava created?"
"But still" velgrynd still look worried and rudra seeing this shook his head.
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On the same evening, Nova sat cross-legged on his bed, multiple soundproofing barriers layered around his room. With a deep breath, he finally summoned his system.
"Alright, tell me—what kind of system are you?" Nova asked, his voice laced with resignation. If he was going to face a reincarnator from his own world, he needed every advantage he could get.
[System is a chat group-type system where the host can—]
Before the system could finish, Nova punched the screen in frustration.
"Dammit! Why this type of system? I hate these chat group systems! You always have to babysit a bunch of overpowered and weak characters from different anime!"