Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 454 The End of the Old Era

Adam had a bizarre dream.

He dreamt of certain events that had occurred in the Fourth Age, but they differed from His actual experience. An uninvited guest appeared in the dream, which caused many things in the dream to take a completely different turn from reality. For example, in a certain hot pot incident, Medici did not fall down, but He was hung from a street lamp.

"What did he do this time?" Adam raised his hand to rub his slightly aching temples, knowing in his heart that there must be a reason for this dream, and most likely someone had done something again.

This left Adam feeling somewhat helpless, yet also somewhat used to it. After all, since Rowling came into this world, he had caused far too much trouble. Adam would only feel uneasy if Rowling stopped causing trouble one day.

Adam had a bad feeling, which made him want to find a place where no one knew him, but he didn't do that. Instead, he looked up at the high platform not far away.

On the high platform, a guillotine was already poised to strike. The former King George III of Loen knelt before the guillotine, clearly trying to struggle to escape, but he had already been sealed and could only stand there like a puppet.

Beside George III, someone was reading out the various crimes he had committed. Because of consideration for the literacy level of the citizens, the reader used plain language throughout, so that even illiterate residents could understand what terrible things George III had done.

These charges were not fabricated, but were indeed committed by George III. This Black Emperor, whom Augustus had put forward, was no merciful fellow. On the contrary, he was utterly despicable, and the amount of filth he had done was enough to warrant the execution of ten heads.

The citizens who had initially held some expectations and fond memories of King George III changed their attitudes after hearing about his crimes. They were all outraged and wished that George III would be beheaded immediately.

"kill him!"

"A tyrannical ruler! A despicable king! I never imagined he was this kind of person!"

"Cut off his head!"

Amidst the indignant shouts of the crowd, George III finally went to the guillotine. With the falling of the guillotine, the Augustus family, which had ruled Loen for a thousand years, came to an end.

"Does it look good?"

A familiar voice rang in Adam's ear, and at the same time, a hand rested on his shoulder. Adam was not surprised, turned his head to look at Roland, and said, "Very good. What are you going to do with the rest of Augustus?"

“I thought you knew.” Rowling glanced at Adam and smiled. “Those who should be tried will be tried, and those who should be released will be released. To me, the Augustos are no different from other nobles. I will not pardon them, nor will I deliberately exterminate them.”

Rolin wasn't afraid of Augustus's restoration. In fact, to be honest, rather than hunting down Augustus and then letting ambitious people cause trouble under the guise of Augustus's descendants years later, it was better to keep these people under his watchful eye. In this way, Augustus's legitimacy would be in Rolin's hands, and no one else would have the right to use Augustus's legitimacy to restore the monarchy.

Incidentally, a prince who fell in love with a witch and his beloved witch were also arrested this time. The former is currently undergoing ideological reform and will probably be released soon because he has not committed any crimes. The latter is atoning for her sins and is hunting members of the witch cult with William I.

Rowling surmised that it was hard to say whether the couple would end up together. After all, without the life-and-death separation of the original story, the prince might still love Triss, but whether Triss would realize that her feelings for the prince were special was another matter.

“From this perspective, another pairing I shipped back then has ended…” Roland shook his head, sighing at his bumpy journey of shipping. Adam was clearly not surprised by this outcome. He then chatted with Roland for a few more minutes, mainly about the establishment of the new country, such as whether it would be an empire or a republic, and whether Rune should be renamed, etc.

Rolin answered them one by one, because he had no interest in becoming emperor. The new Rune would naturally be a republic, with him as the leader, but Sasliel would be the second leader and the main person in charge of government affairs. As for Medici, he was a general of the republic.

The name of Rune will be changed to the Republic of Suxia. There is no other meaning to it. It is mainly for commemorative purposes.

In addition, the corresponding establishment of the government system and the selection of talents have been carried out in an orderly manner. After all, to maintain the normal operation of a country, a corresponding system and a lot of talents are really needed.

"Don't ask me anything more specific. These are all things that Sassriel and the others are responsible for, including the implementation of the new order. I don't care about these things." Roland shrugged, completely giving up.

Adam nodded, unsurprised. He then glanced at the somewhat languid Medici beside him, and abruptly changed the subject, asking, "So you're here to beat me up?"

“Yeah!” Rollin nodded bluntly, looking at Adam with a smile and saying, “So, are you ready to get beaten up?”

“Of course…” Adam smiled as well and said, “No.”

His figure then vanished; it turned out that Adam had already left sometime earlier, leaving behind only a phantom.

Roland wasn't surprised. He simply looked at Medici and said, "The hunt begins!"

Medici was not surprised by Adam's disappearance either. He smiled and said, "Driving prey into a trap is an unavoidable part of the hunter's hunt."

……

Without a doubt, this was a hunt for Adam, and because Rowling and Medici made no attempt to hide it, it quickly attracted a large crowd of onlookers.

The onlookers included, but were not limited to, Amon, who for some unknown reason had come to join the fun; Bethel, who loved watching the drama unfold; Sasriel, who was originally working overtime but was dragged along; a trio of young men who had come with Sasriel to join the fun; and...

“I understand the logic, but where did you three come from?” Roland looked at the three avatars beside him. One was the avatar of the Goddess of Night, shrouded in a hood and wearing a veil. The other was the avatar of the God of Steam and Machines, clearly made of steel, with every inch of skin shimmering with mechanical brilliance. The third was the avatar of the Storm Pigeon, whom Roland had never seen before, but he could tell at a glance that it must be extremely irritable.

"You're fighting so fiercely in the spirit realm, we can't help but pay attention," the goddess of night chuckled, her voice gentle.

He gazed at the distance, where Medici and Adam were engaged in a fierce battle, with Amon occasionally joining in. He did not favor either of them, but would randomly strike either of them, sometimes stealing someone's ability, sometimes helping someone, mainly causing trouble.

(End of this chapter)