How a Realist Hero Rebuilt The Kingdom

Book 4: Prologue

Prologue: The Running King

20th Day, 11th month, 1,546th year, Continental Calendar Royal Capital Parnam

The temperature had gotten just a little chilly on this clear day in a temperate autumn.

Fall is said to be the season for eating, for reading, and for art; but for me, right now, fall was the season for sports.

Come on, three more laps! Lift those legs more! Focus on your leg biceps! Owen bellowed.

Urgh... I groaned.

I had been running laps around the castle guards training grounds for more than half an hour while my advisor and educator, Owen Jabana, shouted at me with his throaty voice. For some people that might not seem like much, but for an indoorsy guy like me, it was pretty tough. If I had been taking it at my own gentle pace, it would have been easy, but as I stumbled along, I was subjected to Owens overbearing encouragement.

Gahaha! Muscles will never betray your hard work! he hollered. They say a healthy mind resides in a healthy body! Surely healthy politics reside in the body of a healthy ruler, too! Now, test your limits! Torment your calf muscles!

I-Im not into... tormenting myself... I managed.

Ever since I had put Owen in charge of my education, he had taken to dragging me out to the training grounds whenever there was time. Then I would be subjected to a training menu of running, practice swings, mock battles with Owen, and more. The goal was to train me up to the same level as a lance corporal, apparently.

With the running finished, I collapsed and lay with my back on the ground.

A-Are you all right? Sire? Aisha sounded concerned as she offered me a towel.

I-I seriously think... Im gonna die. When I said that as I accepted the towel and wiped the sweat off, Owen laughed it off.

I have a firm grasp of when it would become dangerous, so youll be fine. Ive learned how to work off your excess energy these past few days. You should be good to run another ten minutes.

Have some mercy already... Ive got duties to attend to after this, I muttered.

You wont be moving then, so how about you rest your body while you do your administrative work?

Im asking you to give me a break because Ill get sleepy if I do that! I snapped.

Admittedly, even if my main body fell asleep, the portions of my consciousness that were partitioned into my living poltergeists would remain awake, so it would only be a loss of one mans worth of work power; but this still really wore me out.

Um, sire? If this is so hard on you, perhaps you shouldnt push yourself... Aisha said, concerned.

However...

Physical training is important, Liscia said flatly. She had arrived at some point. We need Souma to stay healthy. Besides, Souma doesnt mind it as much as he lets on.

What? Is that true? Aisha asked.

Souma lived with his grandfather in his old world, right? Liscia asked. Id say the reason he doesnt give up, even with all his whining, is that Sir Owen reminds him of his grandfather, dont you think?

...Well, that may be part of it, I admitted.

When I saw the cheerful old man, I couldnt help myself... you know. My grandpa wasnt a muscle-bound macho man like Owen, but it was true that this reminded me of old times.

So, did you come here to see me about something, Liscia? I asked.

Oh, right, she said. Hakuya was looking for you. He said something about an important report.

I see... I said. You heard her, Owen. Youll have to let me off now.

Owen shrugged his shoulders in resignation. Very well, then well continue once youve finished listening to that important report.

Youre planning to keep going, huh...? I found the energetic old mans eagerness a little exhausting.

When I went back to the governmental affairs office, Hakuya was waiting for me with a composed look on his face.

Is the report about the clandestine operation we discussed? I asked.

Hakuya bowed politely. Yes. The work is proceeding apace. Its going smoothly... I suppose you could say.

Hm? Is there something bothering you about it? I asked. I felt like there was something off about the way hed said that.

Hakuya took on a pensive look. I find it has been going a little too smoothly. I feel as though theres a hand other than ours at work. If there is, its possible to imagine a situation where the result turns into something we didnt expect.

Id like to avoid any surprises, but... its too late to stop now, I said.

Indeed.

No matter how much my clever vassal and I schemed, the situation never went quite as we envisioned. In the earlier war, unforeseen happenings had been guaranteed to come up. That was why we always had to be prepared. So that, no matter what result awaited us, we could react.

We cant make changes to the plan, I said. Move forward cautiously while keeping a careful eye on the situation.

Understood. Hakuya bowed.

I stretched my arms wide. Well, then... guess Ill get back to the training grounds. If I take too long, Owen wont let me hear the end of it.

For all your complaining, youre still going back for more, I see. Hakuya rolled his eyes.

I laughed wryly and said, Well, I guess you could say Im preparing for any unforeseen happenings.