Chapter 428 - Chapter 428: Chapter 405: Unified Cyart (2/2)
Counted populations, food supplies, factories, and the number of Extraordinary Exponents… Counted all the lands owned by the noble families.
“Only with sufficiently accurate information can we be well-prepared for what comes next.”
Christine, like Byrne, was fascinated by straightforward, real data. She deeply felt that only by gathering enough data could they properly govern the newly reborn Cyart Kingdom.
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Carnia.
The reigning King of Carnia, once renowned in Carnia for his wisdom and benevolence, now trembled uncontrollably, as if devoured by endless darkness and rage.
He appeared to be about fifty years old, his features very angular, clad in a wide, luxurious purple robe, with eyes no longer gentle but instead filled with flames of anger, strong enough to ignite a city in a moment!
Having learned about the brutal murder of his dearly loved younger brother, who had shared countless laughs and secrets with him, it struck him like a bolt from the blue, completely breaking his inner defenses.
“Fischer family! Romann family! Cyart people! I want you to pay a bloody price! You are provoking Carnia, and the blood of ten thousand of you is not as precious as a single drop from Conrad! You dared to actually kill him!”
He clenched his fists, nails digging deep into his palms, blood dripped slowly through his fingers, yet he felt no pain.
Anger and sorrow mingled, forming an uncontrollable force that surged within the chest of the King of Carnia.
“Aaaah! Conrad! I swear to make the murderers pay a thousand times the suffering you endured! I will make every member of the Fischer and Romann families accompany you in death!”
His deep, hoarse roars echoed in every corner of the palace.
And his grandfather, who was once revered as a god by the people, a high-level Monarch who retired behind the scenes, the First Monarch of Carnia, had not appeared.
“Cyart…”
“You pack of beasts, you shameless living filth, mere scum that need to be exterminated…”
He was no longer the fair and impartial Arbiter in the eyes of his people, but merely a brother who had lost his reason, seeking only revenge!
However, beneath the furious exterior lay deeper agony and struggle within the King of Carnia.
He missed every day spent with his brother, those simple yet warm memories now turned into the sharpest blades in his heart, each recall a heart-wrenching pain.
The King of Carnia truly wished he could turn back time to prevent this tragedy, but reality cruelly told him that all was irreversible!
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In the modest palace of Rhea.
In a plain study, “Blood Flames King” Flamme, with hair radiant like the afterglow of sunset, was now completely cloaked in deep concern.
His face looked grave, his brow furrowed with persistent clouds of worry, those eyes usually sparkling with wisdom and decisiveness, now filled with uncertainty and concern for the future.
The unification of the neighboring Cyart, like an unexpected surge, impacted the realm he ruled over—Rhea.
This was not merely a geographical change but a great challenge to the long-standing balance and stability. “Blood Flames King” Flamme was well aware that the people of the Cyart harbored butcher-like ferocity; they were savage and merciless, and the rise of the Cyart people was inevitably going to affect his kingdom.
“Unfortunately, the disaster of the deceased delayed our steps, unable to intervene during the Cyart civil war, to completely destroy this sinister, savage country… And the land we lost has not yet been reclaimed… but we must reclaim it.”
He paced back and forth in his modest and practical palace, unable to sleep, heart filled with constantly mulling over strategies.
“But do I really want to start a war?”
“Once a war is initiated, what about the people who have just recovered from the disaster of the deceased? Many more will die…”
Flamme took a deep breath, then summoned advisors and generals, holding one emergency meeting after another, attempting to find a way to break the deadlock.
However, each discussion ended in a stalemate, with no one able to provide a satisfying answer.
“Blood Flames King” Flamme’s worries stemmed not only from the fear of external threats, but also from his deep understanding that should his kingdom fall into turmoil, the innocent Rheas would suffer the most.
Therefore, he was even more determined to lead Rhea through this crisis and to protect every inch of land and every citizen.
Finally, “Blood Flames King” Flamme made up his mind, his eyes sparking with firm determination.
“Since those Cyart people are insatiable butchers, hungry wolves, the darkest evil, forever harboring nauseating ambitions… We Rheas must strike them first, completely destroy the barbarous Cyart, and only then can real peace be achieved!”