Chapter 427 - Chapter 427: Chapter 404: Ascending the Throne (2/2)
The moment Darren stepped into the Imperial Palace, his emotions surged indescribably, not just excited for the victory at hand, but also feeling a strange thrill of a dream fulfilled.
“The Fischer family has finally come this far. We rose from a humble fishing village, step by step under the protection and affection of the gods…”
He knew that the Fischer family was about to stand at the pinnacle of power, to rule the land of Cyart, to shape a new chapter in history.
Yet beneath the surging tide of emotions, Darren also harbored deep reflections about the future.
A profound unease within his heart.
Darren knew that conquering Cyart was just the beginning; the true challenge lay in how to govern the land, how to make the people wholeheartedly accept the new rule, and how to leave the Great Lord of the Lost’s mark on the Cyart people!
“To turn this country into His dominion, the terrestrial kingdom of the Great Lord of the Lost…”
He stepped into the palace, where the interior was resplendent with gold and luster, every detail exuding luxury. Huge crystal chandeliers hung from the soaring ceiling, casting a soft and bright light that illuminated the spacious hall.
Passing through the elaborately decorated corridors, Darren, who had come alone to the depths of the Siyate Imperial Palace, unexpectedly found the throne adorned with gemstones and gold, symbolizing ultimate power and nobility.
“This is the throne for two generations of Siyate monarchs. Heh, before Peggy sits on it, let me rest on it for a while. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”
With a smile, he slowly approached and sat down without hesitation, only to feel very uncomfortable.
“The war has finally ended, but many things are just beginning…”
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Inside the palace treasury, there were not only vast amounts of gold and silver treasures, extraordinary materials, but also a great number of books, documents, and precious mysterious rare artifacts, all part of the Adley Royal Family’s accumulation and heritage.
Unfortunately, all forbidden rare artifacts had already been transferred abroad by the Adley Royal Family.
Aldrich, with his hands clasped behind his back, calmly approached the towering bookshelves, immediately starting to peruse the treasured books, attempting to unravel much of the history that was unclear to him.
“Good, these things are the real treasure.”
He found a book recording much about the “Legend of the Apocalypse,” which had sorted and classified quite a bit of information on the existing Apocalypse legends of the Claud World.
“The thing inside me must be one of them…”
Aldrich fell into deep thought; the golden substance within him had devoured the Wordless Elder and had recently become increasingly active.
As if it were about to awaken!
“So what exactly are you?”
“Why did you suddenly come into my body? Or did I forget some key memories?”
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Sitting atop the throne adorned with gemstones and gold, radiating the splendor of ultimate power, Darren’s figure seemed especially tall and lonely. His hands gently rested on the armrests, but his gaze penetrated the grandeur of the palace, reaching far beyond into more profound places.
He was pondering how exactly to forever link the name of the Fischer family with the throne and the land.
Internal worries stemmed from the fact that although Cyart had been conquered, the hearts of the Cyart people had not fully submitted.
On the surface, they submitted to the new rule, but deep down, some still longed for the days of old, wary of the Fischer family, the Romann family, and Queen Peggy.
How to soothe the public’s heart, eliminate the divide, and truly get the Cyart people to accept and support the new regime was the primary problem the Fischer family had to face.
Moreover, the strife among the major internal forces was causing him endless headaches.
Finding a balance point among the interest groups to ensure the stable power of the Fischer family was an issue that required deep thought.
External threats, on the other hand, hung over the Fischer family’s head like a sword.
Even though they had successfully conquered this land, neighboring countries and powers had not given up on coveting it. In the shadows, they amassed strength, preparing to seek opportunities and join other forces to invade Cyart.
The Fischer family had to maintain a high level of vigilance and clear-headedness, to devise effective strategies in anticipation of a new war that might come.
“There is just so much to do.”
“Even more so than during the civil war. The tasks we need to accomplish are countless times more!”
He longed to build a powerful empire on this land, to fulfill his lofty ambitions, and also worried whether the Fischer family’s rule could last.
Darren was keenly aware of the heavy responsibilities and missions he bore, knowing that only the right decisions would lead the Fischer family and the Dawn Church into a new era.
He took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, murmuring to himself.
“Great Lord of the Lost, may Your power protect us to continue moving forward.”
“The Fischer family swears to You, we will turn Cyart into Your kingdom on earth, let the sorrowful and the ignorant recognize the true nature of the false gods, and wholeheartedly regard the Great You as the one true God!”