The best schemes didn't need to be flawless and flawless.
All a scheme needed to do was to do the "correct" thing at the critical moment, and then everything would go according to plan.
"San Antonio is in chaos."
Even a child or a passerby could come to this conclusion.
The original Maria faction directly retracted its territory and gave up on a large portion of its territory, opening up a path to San Antonio's most precious treasure — the Golden Plains, the number one food producer in all of Eich.
Duke Barrot gave the order to retract his defenses. In just a short half a month, he mysteriously reached an agreement with the demons in the Saffelon Mountains, and the frontlines stopped fighting.
Currently, his faction was furiously recruiting troops for war. However, this time, his opponents might not be the other species.
Meanwhile, Prince Winston was probably so worried that he couldn't sleep at night since he was facing two major battlefronts. The Holy Church, which was his backup, was also getting serious.
It was said that not only did the Holy Church send two Holy Knight squadrons, they even sent two True Gods.
The Goddess of Mercy, Wendy, and the Goddess of Wheat (Harvest), Fien. Although they were both the weakest of the new Gods, they had sent their true bodies as True Gods.
One of them had ascended to Godhood for 120 years, while the other had ascended to Godhood for 95 years. Both of them were Follower Gods of the Holy Light faction.
The fairies' evaluation of them was that they were level 5 Level 4 existences who had just reached the standard of a Low God's true body. However, ten years ago in the mortal plane, they would definitely be undefeatable existences. Now, it was difficult to say.
The descent of True Gods also meant that the war was on an even higher level. It was no longer a battle between mortals, but now it was a battle between True Gods.
Although high-level combat strength had appeared in the Elven Kingdom before, that was an old custom of the demon wave.
This time, it was said that the Chaos Faction had used top-level combat strength first, breaking the unwritten rules.
A top-level combat strength had appeared in an assassination attempt? Now, the fairies were spreading the news everywhere that the true assassin was Abyss Prince Cavendish. Apart from Duke Barrot, who was the victim of the assassination, most other factions also accepted this explanation.
After all, in the eyes of those in power, Roland had already done many things in this Holy War. The existence of the Mist Alliance also determined his position.
Perhaps this was an explanation that most human kingdoms would be willing to accept. After all, the Mist Alliance was becoming more and more important.
In this regard, the Bardi Empire, the Mage Country, and the Ottoman Empire had done the most. They had supported my innocence on all sorts of occasions, praising me to the point where I couldn't even recognize myself.
I was rather moved, but I also knew that this was because they were becoming more and more connected to the Mist Alliance. Such an explanation would be beneficial to them.
Unfortunately, the bystanders could see everything clearly, but the parties involved could not. One side pretended not to see anything, while the other side could not explain clearly.
Information on Duke Barrot was also unearthed. Barrot Cass, the current head of the Cass Family with more than 500 years of history. He was also a very powerful Demon Warlock.
He used to be Maria's staunch supporter and suitor … When I saw this situation, I also felt that this bro's taste was quite unique.
In any case, it was nothing more than the same old trick — the king, the marquis, the general, and the emperor's position would be occupied by someone else.
"Looks like San Antonio is going to be in chaos."
I carefully thought things over and calculated the resources I had available to me. In the end, I gave up on trying to interfere.
San Antonio was faintly the most powerful country in all of Eich. Tall trees attracted the wind. Even if the sky collapsed, the tallest would hold it up. Now that the world was in chaos, it was only natural that San Antonio would be the first to suffer.
The previous emperor's sudden death, and the infighting between the princess who used the power of the Chaos Abyss and the princes who represented the traditional Knight rank had already left the seeds of discord.
This wasn't an accidental conflict between individuals. This was a result of San Antonio's national situation.
San Antonio's territory was vast and had abundant resources. However, this also required sufficient strength to protect it.
In this generation, communication was slow, so the authority to command the military was only left to the local commanders. If a message was sent from the capital, two months might have passed by the time the message reached the border.
It would be impossible to blindly command the troops from the capital. That was why San Antonio's Knight rank was quite pure. They were quite pure in their loyalty to the princes at the border.
Someone would need to command the troops at the border anyways. San Antonio's various border fortresses were the princes' fiefdoms.
In the current generation, there were a total of twelve princes in San Antonio. Most of them were the second sons of the royalty or the children of concubines. Later, they had their own fiefdoms at the border, which lasted until now.
It was easy to get a new prince, but it would be difficult to have one less prince. Nobility's inheritance system was the foundational foundation of feudal society. Why should the princes' descendants give up their fathers' fiefdoms?
Over the past few years, the royalty had also noticed this problem. They had stopped giving new princes, but it was already too late.
The Knight rank required military achievements to be a pure professional soldier. And if they wanted to make achievements at the border, they needed to curry favor with the princes instead of the royalty in the capital.
As time passed, the royalty naturally had a rift between the royalty and the princes who held actual power at the border. However, this country was large and stable enough. The royalty had always been careful in dealing with this, so there had never been any major problems.
At the very least, since the princes kept each other in check, and the royalty itself was the strongest nobility in the country, nobody would be foolish enough to take the lead before the royalty went too far.
But in the last few generations, the royalty's population had been low, and the princes were all tempted.
By the time of the previous emperor, the royalty was barely able to keep up. However, the princes were already getting restless. According to the nobility's rules, once the direct bloodline was cut off, the princes would naturally find a successor from the side branches.
And so, almost two months before the old emperor suddenly died, Maria's only younger brother also died in an accident.
Winston was the leader of the princes' faction, as well as the representative of the entire Knight rank and the nobility.
The princess represented supreme royal authority. Naturally, all those who were loyal to the royal authority would unite by her side. However, for the sake of strengthening the royal authority, Maria suppressed her ambitious uncles and uncles, doing many things for the sake of strengthening the royal authority.
By her side were mages, Knights with military achievements who were commoners, peddlers of small goods, and even evil mages and demon warlocks who were viewed as dangerous. As long as they were loyal to the royal authority, she wouldn't be picky about anyone's background.
The new factions and the traditional factions were naturally incompatible. It would only be a matter of time before they fought each other.
And the old emperor's sudden death was the fuse for this civil war.
Previously, the Holy War had only barely managed to make peace between the two factions. Now that Maria was dead, this meant that the foundation for a peaceful civil war had been completely destroyed.
Once the flag of revenge for the new emperor fell, the reformists would lose their so-called righteousness. As citizens of San Antonio, they would have to obey the new royalty.
Perhaps righteousness sounded illusory, but it would affect everyone's heart.
The reformists had been forcefully gathered by Maria to begin with, so they would soon fall apart. However, it was obvious that the reformists who had finally changed their fate weren't willing to accept such a fate.
On one side, the reformists would be punished and sent to the gallows, while on the other side, the reformists would be the country's founding heroes. The truth had already proven what should be decided.
Barrot was still preparing for war. I didn't know when the civil war would begin, but I knew the day it would end. That day would be when both sides bled to the bone, the cities would be reduced to rubble, and everyone from commoners to ambitious schemers would suffer heavy losses. Only when they were no longer able to accept the pain of war would they be able to sit at the negotiating table.
Duke Barrot's alliance with the Chaos faction made the truth even more mysterious. Everything was shrouded in mystery.
Nobody knew how many schemes and schemes were involved in all of this. However, a tall tree would attract the wind. San Antonio's current situation was likely the result of the combined efforts of all the major factions.
Perhaps the major human countries weren't in a hurry to prevent San Antonio from falling apart. Instead, they were busy having a celebratory party.
"San Antonio can't be saved anymore …"
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