Transmigrated as a Ghost

Many weeks went by and the support for the rebel army continued to grow.

Princess Daniela's appearances all around the kingdom and her rousing speeches quickly won over many people, including the ruling nobles that had been trying to stay neutral to this point.

Of course, none of these nobles could show open support for the rebellion while maintaining their territory, since that would mean death. But there was still plenty they could do.

They could give out false information to the kingdom and its army, as well as make sure that the people knew that the rebels were the ones that were making their lives better.

Quickly, the rebel army was less of an organization and more of a movement that was spreading throughout the kingdom.

Numerous ordinary citizens and even soldiers were taking up arms to overthrow the nobles that were oppressing the people.

Naturally the crown tried to restore order to these areas and would send in troops, but the rebel armies forces would often intercept them.

At this point they had plenty of spies in the army who gave them solid intel most of the time, and with that they were able to outmaneuver and overpower the kingdom's forces in many situations.

Unless Cibor himself personally led a suppression force, it would not be strong enough to contend with the full might of the rebels.

Certainly, they could have also deployed the rank two, but his job was to stay in the royal capital and protect the king and dissuade an invasion of the capital.

As for the rank three great knight, news of him came to the rebels, and when Marek received it, he called a meeting of all of the rebel's captains.

"I am glad that all of you have returned safely. I have recently received a piece of intelligence of the upmost importance. We have located the prison where some of our forces have been incarcerated. Except that is not all. I have also been informed that a few great knights and elite mages have been detained there. They are the ones that the kingdom is afraid might join our side or desert, and have imprisoned them on suspicions of any number of lesser crimes. Obviously, this is just a ploy to prevent them from adding to our strength, but it also gives us an opportunity. If we can free them, it is likely they will join us. And among them is Argus."

After he said this there was silence for a moment, before the captains erupted and said that they must mount a rescue operation immediately.

Argus was the third ranked great knight and with his strength on their side they might have a chance of going head-to-head against the kingdom.

Raising his hand Marek stopped the captain's clamoring and said, "Unfortunately it is not so easy as just going and breaking them out. They are held in the Sky Citadel, and I have been informed that Teivel is currently acting as the warden to prevent any escape."

Hearing this all of the captain's enthusiasm went out the window.

They knew that the Sky Citadel was the strongest fortress in the kingdom, being located on top of their highest mountain peak.

Yet, it was not this that was breaking their spirits but the fact that Teivel was there.

He was currently considered the strongest mage in Tralenstein and was easily a threat on par if not greater than Cibor due to his powerful magic.

Naturally the rebels had been wary of him, but so far, he had not made any moves, and it was assumed that he was staying in the capital to shore up its defenses.

"That is definitely a problem, but if we have you and Tesia, we should be able to win. Tesia's healing and sacred magic perfectly counter Teivel's death and dark magic." Francis said not wanting to miss the opportunity to receive Argus' and the other prisoner's assistance.

However, it was Tesia who shook her head and said, "While it is true that I can counter my brother's abilities when they are targeted at myself, I am not sure that I could protect everyone. We will likely incur many losses in the attempt, and I fear that it may also be a trap. If we happened to encounter Cibor as well, it is likely we will be completely overwhelmed. I believe that we should disregard this and continue with our operation's as planned."

"I have another Idea." Lyra said as the room was giving up on the possibility of the prison break.

Turning their heads towards her everyone was looking at Lyra intently waiting for her to state her plan.

Yet what she said next infuriated some of the other captains.

"I can only discuss this with the chief and Tesia though since it involves Jed. Could the rest of you wait outside?"

Standing up from his chair with an angry expression visible on his face Kazimir was tired of the secrets that Lyra was keeping and said, "I believe that we have a right to know what you want to discuss. You are a captain just like us, but you have been moving around with that shady friend of yours from Borealia planning who knows what."

"Kazimir, I understand your concern, but this has to do with Jed's personally privacy and not anything to do with his affiliation. He told us about his secrets in confidence to gain our trust, and we do not plan to break our word. So, I am sorry to do this again but would all of you step out." Marek said taking Lyra's side.

Frustratedly Kazimir got up and left, and the other captains followed behind obeying their leader's orders.

"Now, Jadzia what is your plan?" Marek said with a curious glint in his eyes.

Lyra then went into details about her plan explaining how Marcus could easily infiltrate the prison, and start a mass break out.

"I see, that might work. However, it places a huge burden on Jed, and it could easily end up having him die. Tesia what do you think?" 

"Hm, it is a good opportunity for us to strike a heavy blow. Let us bring in Jadzia's friend and ask him what he thinks. Naturally we would not force him, but if he is willing to do this it could turn the tides in our favor." 

With Tesia's approval, Marek asked Lyra to contact Marcus and tell him to come to the meeting room.

'Marcus could you come to the tower's top floor? We have a special mission to discs with you.' Lyra said sending out a telepathic message.

Receiving this message Marcus woke up abruptly and groaned.

He had been working nonstop for the last couple of months, spending every waking moment, flying back and forth from Borealia to rebel bases to receive and distribute supplies.

This was the first day since then that he had decided to take a break to wash away his mental fatigue that was piling up with his new job as a cargo plane.

'Ugh, can it wait Lyra? Even ghosts need rest sometimes.' Marcus sent back with an aggrieved tone.

Unfortunately, there was no rest for the undying, and Lyra told him that it could not wait and that they needed him now.

'Fine I am on my way.. But I expect to be given at least a little time to rest afterwards.'