The Enemy's Husband || 敵の旦那様Ch15 - Amid the flames

“So then, let him die.”

That was the General’s first thought when he heard what the guard had to explain. 4kEjJM

However, as the gist of the situation set in, General Haoran placed one of his gigantic palms over his face. What was this man up to now? Was this perhaps deliberate? Part of the Silver Mountain’s schemes to bring himself and subsequently the Empire down?

He couldn’t be sure.

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But whatever the case, if that bastard were to die under his care because of something ambiguous like an accident, he might as well go and declare open war against the Silver Mountain. He couldn’t risk the peace his emperor had so gratuitously acquired.

Hence, he couldn’t delay things any further; the first course of action of a rescue mission is to ensure the safety of the ‘victim’, which they’re considered until proven completely guilty. He threw a bag of gold at the guard, who was nimble enough to bring the message directly to him, and his eyes gleamed with happiness. T4Nubf

“Where is His Highness?” He asked, putting on his armour and a gunny bag resistant to fire as he directed his eyes at the guard who brought the message.

“His Highness said he’d be visiting the stables down the farmlands of Lord Dan.” The guard, now elated by the sudden unexpected gift, and said, “That’s what he said, but… we spied on him like the Imperial General asked us to and saw him walking towards the arsenal.”

“The arsenal?!” General Haoran got up, thunderstruck, and he walked up to the man threateningly. “Are you telling me that the place that caught fire was the arsenal entrusted by his Imperial Royal Majesty?”

The guard visibly panicked and began shivering. “Yes, Your Grace! That—that is the place.”

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As soon as General Haoran heard that, he abruptly ordered a hundred of the most capable rescuers to gather weaponry and get the horses ready for an immediate mission with tension oozing across the air. He also requested the assistance of the well-dwellers, a group of people specialised in the supply of well water for fire accidents and sudden wildfires that affect the barren areas of the Blazing Sun Empire.

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If the arsenal was involved, then this probably didn’t have anything to do with the Silver Mountain!

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He whistled loudly, an ear-piercing whistle that almost all the hundred men behind him recognised. As soon as the soldiers identified it, they exhaled sharply and broke the rescue troop into three solid formations that ran in three different directions. They saddled their horses and immediately came to a stop, circling the General in a semi-circular arc as the heads of the three formations—the Lieutenants—got down and bowed in front of him, awaiting orders.

“We’re less than 200 feet away from the scene of the accident.” The voice of the General rang with a sense of lurking bloodthirst. “It seems some rat of the royal court wants to sully this honourable General’s name and become an active threat to the safety of the Empire of the Blazing Empire by daring to set fire to something that belongs to His Majesty.”

He looked ahead and unsheathed his monstrous sword as he said the last bit. “One to guard the front, one to the sides, and one to the rear. Bring me whoever you find suspicious, alive. But they can have a few limbs missing,” he sneered.

His lieutenants got the message. The guy should not have all his limbs intact. WPDv1

“Yes, General!” all three of his lieutenants roared. As they were about to head out, Lieutenant Shen Yue hesitated for a bit and asked, “General, what about your husband—I mean the seventh Prince Fu Lin—His Highness?”

General Haoran froze. “What about him?”

“You—Your Grace just said.” Shen Yue swallowed. “You just said… to bring whoever was suspicious alive, but not, uh, completely healthy.” He hesitated again. “Does that apply to him, too?”

“I said to whoever was suspicious.” His lips rolled coldly. “And that means anybody suspicious. Is there anything that the Lieutenant doesn’t understand?” neukRt

Shen Yue got goosebumps as he nodded hurriedly. “Yes, General.”

At that moment, several tens of his men and all three of his lieutenants understood one thing: their General absolutely hated his husband.

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The troops set off, and General Haoran too mounted his horse once again, riding through the thick meadows and vegetation. Although he would like to chop off that mosquito bastard’s arms and legs at will, there was a reason why he asked his soldiers to catch anyone and everyone indiscriminately—he wasn’t sure of Fu Lin’s intentions.

Traditionally, the monarch bestowed different responsibilities on different officials within the Empire of the Blazing Sun as an emblem of trust between the subordinate and the ruler. And among the responsibilities so decreed upon the General, the imperial arsenal was the most significant, and anything happening to a token of such significance was tantamount to destroying the good relations between the Emperor and the General. sx40Hf

Therefore, time and time again, there have been attempts to harm the arsenal by the different court officials who were jealous of the relationship between the emperor and the General.

Because of the constant state of war, the arsenal’s belongings have been in complete use, and nobody has had the chance to do anything about it.

Now, however, peace had been established, and General Haoran knew that the arsenal would be targeted, so he set up a structure where the arsenal would be deemed safe. The only means of destroying the arsenal is to burn it down completely, as other means of physical thievery and ruination were impossible; the arsenal ground doesn’t permit anybody other than the emperor and the Imperial General, or anybody directly authorised by them.

Because of this, the few hundred feet from the arsenal were devoid of human life, and not even guards were appointed to the arsenal; it was completely barred territory for any civilian of the Blazing Empire except for the General and his monarch. Anyone wandering in it unwarranted was asking for death. Y3y8hg

Unless they were there to harm the arsenal, that is.

Earlier, when the General emphasised that anyone suspicious should be detained and treated as such, it was precisely because he had no idea what that mosquito bastard thought. If Fu Lin had any sign of suspicion, the consequences cannot be avoided—his former social position is of no importance within the Empire of the Blazing Sun.

However, it did not escape the General’s consciousness that he didn’t speak one word about

Fu Lin’s safety with his subordinates, and he didn’t feel particularly worried about it. The arsenal was rebuilt by the General with an internal gunny bag structure and is now resistant to fire. e5gGK

Therefore, even if a fire broke out and Fu Lin had no signs of a misdeed, he should be able to take cover within the arsenal. Anybody with an ounce of intelligence would know that the inner arsenal was the safest place.

Even without that, the General somehow believed he would survive not just a fire, but even a flood or earthquake.

That was until he rode his horse and stood at the edge of the gates into the arsenal, overlooking the monstrosity of flames that engulfed the arsenal. The leering flames sprung out of the arsenal like a snake hissing with its venomous tongue, and the scorching fire current poured out of all the doors and windows, not sparing one inch of the arsenal. Even its interior was completely consumed by the heat.

It was then that General Haoran remembered something crucial. vyAzLd

Even a mosquito bastard like him with a high knack for survival is not immune to the throes of death.


Author’s Note:

Here’s the update due today as promised!! Some of you had commented last chapter that if this goes on, Fu Lin might actually not last until the end of the novel and guess what the next chapter has to offer??? KQa nO

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Also I’m so happy that you folks are enjoying this story so much!! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ Your comments always leave me reeling. *Bows* Thanks you so very much.

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8 comments

  1. Oh my god, this is a cliffhanger! I wanna know more! :DDD Where is mosquito!

    Thank you so much for the translation, it means a world to us! <3

  2. General is thinking too much , it’s that mosquito bastard’s tinkering I tell ya 😭

    Why he court death every corner bro !?

    First Kitchen now Arsenal !?

    This general soon to become laughing stock of whole Empire 😂 Gosh spare him I beg screw loose Lin Lin ~~~~ he gonna die of heart attack ಡ⁠ ͜⁠ ⁠ʖ⁠ ⁠ಡ

    Ayeee dear author is out to makes us vomit blood 🤯

  3. At this point , someone should offer Haoran some herbs that will calm him down , he must be so exhausted after all these things, let this poor guy rest a bit . And Fu Lin, dearest, calm down a bit and sit in a corner for a while , will you ? How can anyone cause that much trouble? He’s incorrigible XD

  4. If the 🦟 is responsible for the arson, wouldn’t he be considered a spy in disguise sent by his country and thus be killed !!!

  5. I just finished reading all the chapters uploaded so far and omg what a hilariously fun story this is becoming! XD I LOVE IT!! In chapter 2 when our little mosquito took off in his underwear I was legitimately laughing out loud–its been a while since a story did that for me so thank you author! ^^ The writing also flows so well that I can play out each scene in my head–and for me, that’s when I know a story has been written well. Overall, I’m super enjoying this novel and I can’t wait to see how the relationship between our 2 leads develop! Keep up the great work KoTo-22! ^^

  6. Fu Lin is stupid and spineless. General is pitiful. If I was in his shoes I’d just kill Fu Lin right away at this point.