Divine Kingship

Chapter 578 The Fourth Wonder! The Flying Giant Screen!!!

The Dandelion family planned to persuade the king and other high-ranking nobles in the upper house not to provide aid to the Kingdom of Bolon and to participate in the partition of the Kingdom of Bolon.

It wouldn't be too difficult to achieve this. As a neighboring country to the Kingdom of Bolen, the Kingdom of Lenza naturally had this idea.

There are also differing opinions within the Kingdom of Lensa. Some believe that if the Kingdom of Bolen is not helped, Lensa will suffer the same fate in a few decades.

Some believe that the country should participate in the division now. As for the future, the Frostmoon Kingdom may not be able to remain strong for so many years. If it does not govern this land well, it may be forced to withdraw from the land of the Bolun Kingdom.

It's very likely that the Kingdom of Lunsa will not benefit from helping the Kingdom of Bolun, but helping the Kingdom of Frostmoon... might give them a chance to get a piece of the pie.

Now, the Dandelion family has received news from Rand that he is preparing to intervene.

Then the plan will become more exciting, and both the benefits and risks will increase.

If the Dandelion family only represented the interests of the Kingdom of Lensa, then things would be easy to handle. However, they have already become entangled with Rand... It seems that this cunning and formidable Grand Duke is not someone they can shake off for the time being.

The Dandelion family originally sent the letter to Rand hoping that Rand would intervene, so that the Dandelion family could gain more influence in the Kingdom of Lunsa. The reason was that if Rand intervened, the people of Se would only be able to use the identity of warriors recruited by the Dandelion family.

Moreover, Rand will absolutely not reveal his identity, so that the affair between the Dandelion family and Rand will not be exposed to the other nobles and royal family of the Kingdom of Lensa.

If this were exposed, the benefits that the Dandelion family could bring to Rand would be greatly reduced. A family suspected of treason would obviously not be able to continue to be the leader of Rand in the Kingdom of Lunsa.

If Rand doesn't reveal his identity as the one who interfered with the Cyrenians, then the Dandelion family will make a huge contribution to the Kingdom of Lenza's participation in the partition of the Kingdom of Bolen, and demonstrate the family's powerful strength.

Of course, all of this is predicated on the ability to persuade other noble families and royalty in the country to agree to participate in the division of the spoils after returning home.

Meanwhile, Rand, who was in the military camp at the time, could roughly guess some of the Dandelion family's thoughts.

But I don't really care about these things.

Everyone in this world has their own thoughts and calculations, which is normal and reasonable.

Now that the Dandelion family is taking these risks, it's definitely not a loss for Rand, and it will benefit the Dandelion family, so it's a win-win situation.

……

Allen has been given another vacation.

Because of his heroic actions, Allen was granted a two-day leave.

Upon returning to the streets of the royal city, Allen could clearly sense that the atmosphere had become even more tense.

On the road, you might even encounter soldiers or thugs forcibly abducting women.

In the past, this was always the privilege of the nobility.

Royal cities are often the most orderly places, because the rulers would certainly not want to see their residence in a chaotic place.

The upper echelons of the Kingdom of Bolun are now clearly somewhat powerless to control the situation in the city.

The old king personally went up to the city walls to guard the city, which did improve the situation somewhat.

But this cannot truly turn the tide and reverse the balance of power.

Meanwhile, the Frostmoon Kingdom's army outside the city continues its attacks.

Because the defenses outside the capital city were breached too quickly, the number of garrison troops that can now enter the capital city is far less than the army that keeps arriving from the Frostmoon Kingdom.

The nobles of the Frostmoon Kingdom are now extremely excited.

The opportunity to destroy a nation is right before our eyes; this is a legendary event that can be written into the family history.

Just as they now boast of their ancestors' heroic deeds, future generations will also be able to proudly boast that their ancestors participated in the war that destroyed the Kingdom of Bologna and made great contributions.

Therefore, many nobles of the Frostmoon Kingdom have committed more troops and resources to this war than originally anticipated at the meeting.

The nobles of the Frostmoon Kingdom took turns attacking the city.

Therefore, although the casualty ratio of the attacking side is inevitably higher, the overall war pressure is not actually that great for the nobles of the Frostmoon Kingdom.

Moreover, even when the enemy king personally led the attack, the morale of the nobles of the Frostmoon Kingdom did not drop. In fact, they were eager to have the chance to leave a scar on the king, and some nobles even personally attacked the city while wearing armor.

The reputation of a regicide is probably not very pleasant.

But if one can inflict damage on the enemy's ruler on the battlefield, then that reputation is something to be proud of.

Allen made contact with the sailors in the alley once again.

"We can arrange for you to set sail tonight. Pack your things," the spy disguised as a sailor whispered.

Allen nodded to indicate that he was ready.

Allen soon returned to his house.

His friends came over to visit today.

His friend had been promoted to a full-fledged knight for his meritorious service in battle, and was wearing a full suit of plate armor stained with dark red blood.

"You'll soon be promoted to knight too," his friend reassured him, noticing Allen's gaze fixed on his armor.

In the eyes of this friend of Allen, Allen was also a brave fighter.

As for why he hasn't been promoted to knight yet, it can only be said that he's been unlucky and hasn't been appreciated.

Then, just as Allen's friend wanted to say a few more words...

The door was flung open with a bang.

Accompanied by the scraping sound of metal armor, a squad of fully armed knights entered the house.

They turned their weapons on Allen's friend.

"What's going on?" Allen asked, somewhat panicked. He suspected that his attempt to smuggle himself into the country had been exposed.

But these people were pointing their weapons not at themselves, but at their friends.

“Come with us.” The leading nobleman looked at Allen’s friend.

Allen's friend's face immediately turned ashen.

He watched as weapons gleaming with a dazzling silver light surrounded him.

He knew he had no chance of escaping.

As Allen was a friend, he was naturally taken away for questioning as well.

It wasn't until nightfall that Allen learned the whole story.

His friend's scheme to help a baron in the city escape by smuggling himself out has now been exposed.

His friend probably had no chance of escaping, but fortunately, the smuggling route Allen obtained seemed to be much more reliable, so he was only questioned for a few minutes before being released.

However, the agreed-upon time for the smuggling had already passed, and just as Allen was about to go and see if there was still any hope.

A radiant light seemed to emanate from afar.

It's already night now.

A giant curtain seemed to rise into the distant sky, shimmering with dazzling light.

The curtain is enormous.

So that Allen, who is far away in the capital of Bolen, can see the scene above.

This is clearly another siege tactic by the enemies of the Frostmoon Kingdom.

Is this cloth meant to cover the city of Bolun to block a counterattack? If so, you're really overthinking it.

But soon the screen started flashing images.

A loud noise also rang out from outside the city.

Such a loud sound, could it be the soundtrack for these images?

Allen didn't know what it meant, but the scene still caught his eye.

The situation quickly escalated within the royal city. The city's upper echelons were also unaware of the tricks the other side was playing.

But it will inevitably be detrimental to our side, and such a big commotion is definitely not a small trick. If it cannot be destroyed as soon as possible...

A serious accident is very likely to occur.

Allen, who was originally strolling on the road, soon received a conscription order to go to the city wall.

On the city wall, he could see these scenes much more clearly.

That seems to be the photo-taking theater that was very popular a while ago?
As a trainee knight, Allen once had the opportunity to watch a commemorative play with other nobles, namely Scarlet Night. The brilliance of Scarlet Night still lingers in Allen's mind.

Now, it seems the people of the Frostmoon Kingdom across the way are about to put on another show.

But what's the point of airing a play?

Allen was puzzled, but he just watched intently.

The scene begins quickly.

A princess. A knight sent to a labor camp. A holiday resort. War. Pastoral scenery.

Allen knew that Rand had a long-standing habit of taking prisoners, and most of those defeated by Rand in the war would be captured and sent to labor camps.

Allen wasn't entirely clear on what labor camps were, but he was aware of how other nobles treated prisoners of war.

Basically, it's either mining or hard labor.

They worked on building boats by the river until their backs and legs rotted and became infested with maggots. When they died, a new batch of people would take their place.

Mining in dangerous areas.

Occasionally, the mine shafts would collapse, but no action was taken to address the issue.

Therefore, slaves mining often unearthed the bodies of those who had been crushed to death.

In short, the only difference between captured prisoners and corpses is that they can still barely breathe for a while; these prisoners will soon die in the brutal labor.

Only in recent years, after the slave market was swept up by Rand, has this become a reality.

Nobles tend to cherish their captives a little more, making sure they don't die too quickly.

In the past, such as 10 years ago, apart from the rampant spread of the Blood of the Cult, the overall situation was relatively peaceful. At that time, human resources were not very valuable to nobles because they were like crops in the field; once harvested, they would grow back.

But judging solely from the scenes depicted in these images...

This kind of work, which Rand called "labor reform," seemed much better than he had imagined.
Allen certainly wouldn't believe these things just because of such images.

But that doesn't stop Allen from appreciating such visuals and storylines.

Standing on the city wall, Allen could already see the elite troops of the Kingdom of Bolen going to try to destroy the huge curtain flying in the sky.

However, they were quickly thwarted.

In the darkness, the torchlight could be seen on the fields outside the city.

That was the elite troops of the Frostmoon Kingdom and the elite troops of the Bolun Kingdom clashing.

The shouts of killing were drowned out by the sound effects of the massive commemorative drama.

A cool breeze was blowing on the city wall.

This was the second time Allen had witnessed this novel performance style.

The content that was revealed was so fascinating that it captivated him.

This even made Allen glad that he hadn't died on the city wall, or that he had sneaked across too early to witness such a scene.

This was more exciting than any text he had ever read, and more magnificent than any scene he had ever witnessed.

At that moment, Allen heard his superior's furious roar: "Close your eyes! Don't look!"

It was a ridiculous order to require the soldiers stationed on the city wall to close their eyes.

However, the upper echelons of the Kingdom of Bolun, realizing the situation, had no choice but to issue such an order.

Fortunately, the Frostmoon Kingdom's elite forces, which are capable of fighting at night, did not launch a real attack that night.

Or rather, the curtain they drew back and the content of the performance on that curtain was tonight's real attack.

What effect will such an attack have? Nobody can imagine at the moment.

"Don't look! Don't listen!" Allen heard his superior's angry shout again.

But when Allen's gaze fell upon them...

Allen could even notice that his superiors would occasionally find themselves glancing at the huge screen in the distance.

Who wouldn't be captivated by such a compelling story?

And in this situation, do you expect the soldiers and knights to close their eyes and cover their ears?
This is obviously impossible.

Allen was even starting to believe what was in the video, because he recognized one of the people in the video as his friend, who had been captured when they fought against Rand at the border.

Allen thought his friend had died long ago from hard labor, but now he sees him on screen.

Could it be that this friend is really doing quite well, as depicted in the picture?

Allen had no idea.

Allen was able to see the end of the play as he had hoped.

At the end of the play.

The princess and the knight in labor camp were eventually forced to part ways.

But this memory will remain forever in the princess's heart.

Perhaps in the future, he will have the opportunity to serve the princess as a knight in labor reform and become a vassal to obtain a territory.
Allen quickly returned to the military camp below the city walls.

The officer quickly came out and gave a speech.

They were told not to discuss the content of the film.

But Allen knew very well.

Everyone was deeply impressed by this film.

Allen looked at his palm.

Above are calluses from holding the flagpole for a long time, and scabs from the cracks in the tiger's mouth caused by clashing weapons with the enemy's.

Meanwhile, in the city, the Wave Palace, perched high above the royal city, remained brightly lit and magnificent.

Under the watchful eye of his superior.

Allen and his comrades did not discuss the film.

Allen had no idea what his comrades were thinking.

But Allen was thinking about it himself.

If we don't try to cross the border illegally, surrendering to the people on the other side doesn't seem like a bad option.

Because he now genuinely believes it, after all, he saw his friend on the screen.

Allen looked up and saw the same scars on his superior's body, as well as the weariness in his eyes.

Clearly, the commander was also exhausted from the war and was no longer so confident that victory would mean simply holding the capital.

If they can win this time, no one will consider surrendering. Victory will bring glory, and their status will be elevated.

But what if we really can't win?
(End of this chapter)