If the Bardi Empire didn't even know that a war had broken out in its own territory, then the Bardi Empire wouldn't be worthy of being called a mega empire.
Everything that happened at Port Victoria had already reached the Bardi Empire's capital, Starar, through various channels. Driven by people with ulterior motives, not to mention the nobles, even the commoners were discussing this sudden war on the streets.
The Undead Planes had been opened, and the undead army had arrived. This became the hottest topic of discussion, especially when the furious dragon knight Archduke Halent had punched an elder from the Senate, who had asked for evidence, to the point where his mouth was covered in blood. Then, Halent shoved a memory crystal that recorded the battle into the elder's mouth, which made this topic even more interesting.
Alright then, the price he had to pay was probably Emperor Halent's fury and half a year of confinement. Meanwhile, that unlucky marquis who had been beaten up so badly had been shouting that he wanted to take revenge on Halent. In the end, a flying dragon had suddenly passed by and set fire to his mansion … Yep, we all knew what had happened.
"Look, it's those undead!"
The scene of the endless undead flooding into the capital was vividly described. The memory crystal was repeatedly read by the upper echelons of the Bardi Empire, and public opinion began to change. The high-level undead in the capital were having quite a difficult time.
What was even worse was the series of changes caused by Undead Emperor Aso's death.
In order to better control the situation, many high-level undead in the capital were Aso's subordinates. They had signed a master-servant contract that promised to live and die with him. On the day that Undead Emperor Aso died, the survivors were shocked and even terrified when their companions suddenly collapsed. After all, in their minds, Undead Emperors were undying existences just like True Gods. This was no different from the sky collapsing.
On the other hand, the Desecration Plane was connected to the mortal plane. Most of the undead here came from the Desecration Plane. When a mega CEO of a company suddenly died, a significant portion of the middle-level managers died together with him. It was only natural that the middle-level and lower-level employees would be panicking.
At such a critical moment, the living's attitude suddenly changed, causing the undead to not know what to do. They became even more cautious, especially when going in and out of the capital, afraid that there would be any conflicts.
The most incomprehensible part was the attitude of the ruler of this country, Orloss the Thirteenth.
Roland angrily berated Halent for causing trouble and refused to accept Halent's request to meet with him. However, he didn't punish Halent at all. Roland comforted the undead with words, but he didn't do anything to control the public's opinion. He allowed the rumors to spread everywhere. His attitude was quite ambiguous, and his methods were quite contradictory.
When the capital was in a state of chaos, he either closed his doors and refused to go out, or he suddenly had the mood to go hunting and sightseeing in the suburbs. His subordinates had no idea what this venerable old emperor was thinking.
At this moment, a sudden downpour assaulted Orloss's caravan. This battle that had started and ended abruptly was about to come to an end.
"Speak! Who sent you to assassinate His Majesty? The 26th Prince? Or the eighth prince? "
The leader of the assassins was already missing a limb, and the pool of blood on the ground had already exceeded the lethal level. He could die at any moment, but the Emperor's personal bodyguards were still unwavering in their interrogation.
"It's the eighth prince!! Don't kill me, don't kill me! I already told you, hurry up and help me stop the bleeding! "
Since Orloss had come to a conclusion and ignored the assassin's pleas for help, the guard directly reported to Orloss and asked if he should bring the remaining assassin back alive. However, Orloss slowly shook his head, indicating for the guard to directly execute the assassin.
"You're not going to ask? Perhaps there's more to it than meets the eye. "
Inside the carriage was Halent, who should have been locked up at home.
The two of them weren't the only ones in the carriage. The last person in the carriage was the black-clothed mage who always followed Emperor Orloss. However, he seemed to be sleeping right now.
Halent wasn't surprised by the sudden invitation and the subsequent assassination attempt. If Orloss XIII didn't have some special methods, the Fox Scorpion Emperor would have been secretly decapitated long ago.
"That's meaningless. Assassinations like this happen once or twice a week. Anyone who dares to assassinate the emperor … no, it should be said that they're here to die. They've long since stopped caring about their own lives. Since they said that it was Little Eight who did it, then it's actually possible that it was someone else apart from Little Eight. Oh, judging from the information I've obtained recently, they've improved quite a bit as well. They're quite good at hiding the truth within the lies. Little Eight is definitely a suspect. Yep, judging from Little Eight's increasingly extreme personality, there's a seventy percent chance that he's acting on his own in order to frame his brother. Ha, Little Eight's temperament has improved quite a bit recently. "
Even though Halent was clearly talking about the unfortunate fact that his adopted sons wanted to kill him, he was smiling quite amicably. His tone even contained a hint of pride, as if he was an elder praising his filial and capable grandson.
From a certain standpoint, he was indeed quite proud of himself. The fact that several dozen princes were competing against each other in scheming and scheming was something that this seemingly benevolent old man had single-handedly created. It seemed that he was using this method to choose his successor.
Halent didn't reply. He didn't intend to care about the royal family's matters, nor did he have any interest in caring about them. He was only interested in why Emperor Orloss would suddenly invite him out in such a private manner. And whenever he mentioned what was happening in the west, Emperor Orloss would always smile mysteriously and say, "You'll know soon enough."
Actually, due to certain reasons, Emperor Orloss had been in quite a good mood recently. He sank into reminiscence as he looked at the rainy scenery outside his window.
More than 30 years ago, it was also on a rainy day like this. It was also on a similar day that the royal palace was slaughtering each other. Orloss was on his last breath when he met Aso here. He told Aso of his unwillingness to die here, which changed his fate.
From that day onward, Orloss, who had been looked down upon, obtained the power of the shadows. He slowly climbed to the peak, and now, thirty years later, his achievements and prestige even surpassed all previous emperors. However, only he knew that he had to pay the price for all the help he had received in the past. This creditor of his wouldn't be easy to deal with.
Of course, how could an ambitious person who was capable of forcing his adopted sons to slaughter each other to determine who would become the strongest be willing to be controlled by others? Orloss had always had his own plans, as well as his own sharp swords hidden in the shadows.
However, the situation changed yet again before Orloss's thousands of preparations could even be carried out. The undead's greatest miscalculation was that they didn't expect that the powerful Emperor Aso would choose to sacrifice himself. Orloss's weakness in Aso's hands naturally disappeared with Aso's death.
The undead's original strategy was to control the old emperor and gradually insert the high-level undead into all levels of the empire, gradually eating away at this country. But now that Aso had died, all six of the Death Planes had been opened, and the entire situation had changed.
"The chess game has been messed up again."
Nobody responded to Orloss's sigh. That's right, the situation had changed yet again. Some people had gone from chess pieces to chess players, while others had been sacrificing chess pieces without realizing it. Now that Aillé's death caused a chain reaction, nobody knew what to do next.
"Your Majesty, about Victoria Harbor …"
"Halent, don't be in such a hurry. When we get there, I'll introduce someone to you. You can talk to her, and she'll probably have a different way of thinking about many things."
The old emperor smiled as he spoke to Halent. The carriage turned into a forest, and the carriage fell silent as it soon entered a deep valley.
Right after that, Halent felt a strange feeling of dizziness. He paused for a moment before realizing that he had probably been teleported.
Just as he was about to ask something, a familiar female voice spoke up from outside.
"Little Orloss, it seems that you have a guest today."
Orloss heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this voice as he muttered in a low voice, "I'm quite lucky this time. "I'm quite lucky this time. I met the easiest person to deal with."
"Yep, Aboyo's grandson, Mina's great-grandson. You've probably met him before. Now that the situation has changed, I think it's time for him to meet you. "
"The situation has changed? Are you referring to Aso's death, or are you referring to the fact that the Death Planes have all been successfully connected? Even here, I know quite clearly. "
"Both, but that's not all."
The darkness outside the carriage dissipated, and Halent inhaled a cold breath when he saw the voice clearly. He was surrounded by stone walls, as if they were underground. That gentle female voice came from a silver dragon head the size of a small mountain.
"Such pure draconic might? Is that an Immemorial Dragon? An Immemorial Dragon? Or an even more ridiculous relic from a mythical or epic era? "
Dragons were the most important in terms of power level and power level. Halent was suppressed to the point where he couldn't even move in front of a dragon that was far superior to him.
"Lady Evelyn, even if you can sense what's happening in the outside world, you definitely won't be able to guess who caused all of this to happen."
The silver dragon head revealed an expression that seemed like it was smiling yet not smiling, as if it saw a naughty child teasing an adult.
"Apart from Roland, who else could it be? Even the little item I prepared for him was triggered. How could I not know?"
The silver dragon head, which was abnormally human-like, revealed an expression of reminiscence, as if it was reminiscing about the past. But then, it revealed a playful smile.
"You came at the perfect time. After hearing about Roland, those two fellows had a good fight and are now asleep."
"Heh heh, that's wonderful. Right, Halent probably met that person this time. Lady Evelyn, you can ask him about his situation."
The silver dragon looked at Halent in a friendly manner. Only now did Halent notice that the draconic might around him had disappeared. But before he could say anything, an astonishing angry roar came from behind him.
"Roland!! Where's Roland? Stand there and don't move! I'm going to kill you! "
As if Roland's name had woken up some existence, there was a deafening angry roar, followed by an incredibly corrosive green breath that directly melted the entire cave wall.
* Bang! *
A gigantic black shadow smashed into the cave wall, causing the entire cave to shake and debris to fall.
The gigantic black dragon head that suddenly reached out shook in front of the humans who were scurrying around like rats. The dragon's gigantic eyes looked all around, but it seemed that it didn't find the man it hated so much. It then retracted its head and went back to sleep.
At this moment, Halent finally got a clear look at the dragon's true appearance.
It was an exquisite and beautiful gigantic beast, an existence that far surpassed any ordinary Immemorial Dragon.
"A three-headed dragon! And it's even a different dragon head? A Silver Dragon, a Black Dragon, and a Sapphire Dragon? A good dragon, an evil dragon, and a neutral dragon all fused into one! Dragon God above! How is this possible!? This is blasphemy! This is the most vicious of curses! "
…
Arlodante wasn't a large country. Most of its population was concentrated in the capital city of magic, Arlo. But as a mega empire, it was still several dozen times larger than the Donglan Principality.
Alright, I admit that the main reason was that Donglan was too small. After all, in the eyes of most humans, the entire Northlands was just an unimportant border region that people didn't pay much attention to. In fact, it was only now that news of the war against the beastmen had reached us.
"I never thought that I'd be able to return. It seems that there hasn't been much change. "
Arlodante's streets were incredibly clean. Stone puppets were constantly sweeping the streets. It wasn't even night yet, but all the magical street lamps were lit up. The magical signboards of the shops on both sides of the streets were still active, occasionally flashing with sparks.
It was as if the battle with the Bardi Empire hadn't affected them at all. The citizens of Arlodante slowly walked on the streets, leisurely going about their daily lives. Thanks to the archmages' outstanding talent in teleportation magic, the business district here was world-famous. Not only could one see the specialties of various countries and regions, one could even see rare treasures and beasts from other dimensions.
After all, the mages had traveled far and wide. They even had residences in other dimensions.
The people here were already used to seeing all sorts of strange things. When our Ivy League airship entered this city, it didn't even cause much astonishment. The citizens only looked at the gigantic shadow in the sky and muttered, "What strange thing did the Lord Mage create this time?" before going about their own business.
But today, they were destined to be astonished. That was because … I was here! Roland, I was back!
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