Chapter 219
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Perhaps no one would have expected that the interference of outsiders would lead to internal unrest in Cape Town.
However, it should be said that the unexpected was within reason. Such a development was expected since there were too many precedents after all.
Due to the interference of outsiders, the original ruler's prestige and status were threatened, revealing a flaw that was seen through by others. Ambitious schemers swarmed forward to seize the throne.
Brothers turning against each other, friends becoming enemies, father and son killing each other … The world was probably used to it already.
"Why?"
However, at this moment, the burly city lord Sydeon was at a loss when the traitor appeared before him.
He wasn't surprised that someone would seize the opportunity to rebel, nor was he surprised that someone would collude with outsiders. What he was surprised about was the mastermind behind the rebellion.
"Father, why did you choose to oppose me at this time? You were the one who gave me the position of city lord. You were the one who told me about our dream of unifying the Seymour people and even establishing a nation since young. You were the one who supported me in researching the technology of outsiders … Why did you betray me right before our dream was about to come true, right before I became the king of all Seymour people?! "
It was hard to imagine that this middle-aged man with a blank expression and eyes filled with sorrow was the ambitious and ruthless person who was about to rule the entire wasteland and all Seymour people.
His words that were filled with confusion and sorrow also revealed many things.
For example, unlike the rumors, Sias back then wasn't ousted by his adopted son's rebellion. His muddleheadedness and immorality back then was more of a disguise.
The current Cape Town people were absorbing the knowledge of the outside world and unifying the people internally. The grand strategy of opposing the Mount Sainte religion was set by the old city lord back then.
In order to eliminate the stubborn conservative faction back then, he even put on a show, going against the tide in the final stages of his reign and violently collecting taxes.
In the end, his adopted son rebelled, wiping out his own conservative faction and Mount Sainte's faction. He also obtained a great reputation and political capital among the people. The old factions didn't have the capital to interfere with the new policies, and at the same time, replenishing the treasury that was already heavily in deficit.
The relationship between father and son wasn't as hostile as outsiders thought. It was only due to political considerations that the old city lord wasn't executed.
The truth was the complete opposite of what he had shown. The old and new City Lords still maintained their father-son relationship.
Even after being in power for many years, Sydeon would still ask his cunning foster father for advice whenever he encountered any problems. The old mayor would also use his own perspective to feed back all sorts of information and ideas to his foster son.
It was due to this reason that Sideon couldn't understand why his foster father would betray him.
Does he still yearn for the position of City Lord? That's impossible. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ruined his own reputation and helped me take the throne. Even if he had changed his mind, he shouldn't have rebelled at this time. More than thirty years have passed, and I've already stabilized my position. The old people have either retired or died. What's the point of taking the throne again?
Did he yearn for the glory of being the first to unify his people? That was impossible. He had never cared about reputation and only cared about benefits. Moreover, now was the critical moment of unification. Even if the internal strife did not result in mutual destruction, it would greatly damage the vitality of the entire race. The unification would definitely be greatly delayed or even failed. It was impossible for him to not see the overall situation.
"Why?"
The current Autarch stood on top of the temporary castle walls in a daze. Behind him was a floating fleet that covered the entire sky. All around him were killing machines filled with magic armor squadrons. The knights loyal to him were silently watching their Autarch, who had won every battle. Everyone was waiting for his orders.
He had won. He had already won. From the moment the spy sent his foster father's rebellion plan to secretly bring more than half of the army back to the city on the floating fleet, he could not possibly lose.
However, he was still at a loss, and he showed it in a very useless manner. On the eve of becoming the founding emperor of the country,
The short and wretched old mayor stood up and looked at his foster son on the city wall. His small eyes that could not be opened were still squinted, and his expression was the same as before.
"You, have gone astray. As your father, I'm here to correct you."
"Me? It was not easy for us to become the strongest tribe. We are about to unify the entire West Mo Clan. Father, your dream of establishing a nation, the future of our race, is clearly at hand! "
It was a rare moment of sincerity, but it was also the truth. Cape Town's prosperity was at hand. The mayor's explanation caused a lot of discussion below the city wall. However, the old mayor tilted his head and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.
"A crown stained with the blood of my own tribesmen? Ha, is there any meaning to that? "
"Isn't this what you taught me back then? This is a necessary sacrifice!"
"Me? Ptui! Sacrifice? Then why don't you sacrifice yourself … "
The old mayor stopped halfway through his angry rebuke and stared at the city wall with a face full of disbelief.
Next to his foster son, an internal knight was holding a longbow. The bowstring was still trembling.
However, the arrow that had left the bowstring was already embedded in his chest.
"Following the mayor's orders, those who spread lies to deceive the masses shall die!"
Under the disbelieving gaze of the mayor, Sydeen, and the old mayor, Siyas, who was looking at his own wound in disbelief, the situation went completely out of control the moment he collapsed.
Screams, explosions, and the rushing of the crowd caused everything to descend into madness.
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