Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 176 Post-War Chaos

A massive, luminous holy sword pierced through the clouds and fell towards the sky, while the werewolf Sindin, wielding Helsing's hunting spear, launched a counterattack with equal force.

The explosion lasted for about one or two minutes. After the energy shockwave dissipated, a huge crater with a diameter of more than ten kilometers appeared. Half of the dock on the shore was directly reduced to ashes by this wave of energy collision.

As for the Royal First Construct Knights, more than half of them were killed in the explosion. Despite the protection of their excellent construct armor, they were still unable to survive the collision of this legendary power.

Floating in mid-air, Aurelion was unharmed thanks to the protective wings on his back. His amber eyes, emitting a faint glow, looked down.

"Huh~~~ You're letting me escape? I guess using this trick on me now is too much of a stretch. Fine, you can run away, but I won't let you off next time."

A faint white holy flame burned from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Aurelion's golden armor, which had been on him, turned into burning ashes and disappeared like scraps of paper, and he returned to his missionary appearance.

After sensing the scene again and confirming that the werewolf Sindin was indeed gone, he looked at the remaining construct knights below, thought for a moment, and then flew away.

Not long after Aurelion left, several powerful auras suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, five or six teleportation portals formed in mid-air, and from further away, a loud dragon roar resounded.

"Damn it!!!! Can anyone tell me what's going on here?"

"Hmm~~ This smells like the gods~ Hmm~~ These are unfamiliar gods?"

"No!!!! Your Majesty Frederick!!!!"

"This is troublesome. Why are we here?"

"That's... someone from the Eternal Sun? Tsk tsk tsk~ Their reaction is too fast~~~~~"

The people who emerged from the portal had different expressions, and just by looking at their clothes and the badges they wore, it was clear that the newcomers were important figures from various factions.

"Mansconti??? What's going on? Why is Frederick here, and why was he killed??"

Roar~~~~~~~~~
With a tremendous roar, a black dragon, five or six hundred meters long, appeared above everyone's heads. Immediately afterward, a tall old man jumped off the dragon's back before it even landed, creating a large crater in the already soft ground.

"Mansconti??? What happened! Why is our Emperor here, killed like a chicken? Has this empire become so weak that it has no top-tier forces to fight, and the Emperor has to personally lead the army into battle?"

Faced with the old man's question, Mansconti, who was kneeling beside Frederick IV's body, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and quickly stood up to answer:

"Lord Osa, after receiving the message from Chief Minister Bogart in the early morning, His Majesty intends to personally lead the First Construct Knights to the border docks to quell the riots. I have already made the corresponding suggestions, but His Majesty insists on going and has instructed me to activate the Platinum Tower and await orders to cooperate with him in launching an attack."

At this moment, the other important figures also fell silent, listening quietly to Mansconti's parameters. Of course, no one knew what they were thinking.

"After that, I waited in the control room of the Platinum Tower for orders. Once His Majesty issued the order, I immediately activated the attack device~~~~~"

"Then...then...the tower spirit of the Platinum Tower suddenly awoke and took over the authority to launch an attack autonomously. One-fifth of the stored magic crystals were immediately consumed, but because of the sudden increase in power, some of the rune plates were burned out. I realized something was wrong and rushed over."

Upon hearing Mansconti's words, the old man, addressed as Lord Osa, frowned deeply. This was truly terrible for him. He was on his way to Dragon Island when he suddenly received a danger warning from the Tower of Platinum, and immediately sent Patunax back. But it was too late.

Now that Frederick is dead, many things are uncertain, and it's not impossible that the empire could fall into chaos at this point in time. Why would such a thing happen?

Osa felt a bit confused for a moment, his eyes looking at the group of people who had appeared.

Dean Savos of the Royal Academy, President Pannisna of the Alchemy Guild, Duke Clifton of the Red Moon, Daphnia of the Adventurers' Guild, and his disciple Garland.

"Everyone, I have a question."

As he spoke, Osa surveyed the dock, which was now mostly in ruins, and then turned to look at the group of people.

“This commotion is quite significant. I’d like to know what you’ve all been doing. According to the Platinum Agreement, when the capital is attacked, we, as partners, should do our best to assist.”

Faced with Osa's almost accusatory words, the group did not show any dissatisfaction. After all, Osa's status as a legendary dragon knight was enough to command their respect, not to mention that this legendary dragon knight was also the guardian of the empire.

Although according to the agreement with Marinfan, superhumans are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of mortals, at this time and under these circumstances, naturally no one was foolish enough to continue to complain about this matter.

When Osa asked the question, the first to answer was his disciple, Garan.

"Teacher, I was indeed under a ban at the beginning of the battle, but I was not asked to participate. So after hesitating for a moment, I did not participate. I thought it was other adults who participated."

Until a few minutes ago, I sensed a strong energy fluctuation in the Dragon's Nest and realized something was wrong, so I rushed over immediately.

"That's right, Lord Osa. I didn't even receive any information while I was in the academy. It was only when the academy's tower sensed the appearance of an unknown divine power and issued a warning that I rushed over."

Seeing that his disciples and the academy's dean, Savos, were saying the same thing, Osa frowned even more deeply and turned to look at the only noble representative present.

"Clivell, what's your side of the story?"

Despite the sharp gaze of the legendary powerhouse, the Duke of Red Moon remained remarkably calm, looking at Frederick IV's corpse with a regretful expression.

"Lord Osa, to be honest, I don't know as much as you do. In fact, based on His Majesty's arrangements for me over the years, there are some things I know less about than anyone else here. However, there is one thing I think I am very clear about." Clifton sighed. Clearly, the situation was already extremely bad, but no matter how bad things were, some things had to be faced normally.

"Now that His Majesty Emperor Frederick IV has suddenly passed away, and our princes did not designate a clear successor during His Majesty's lifetime, I fear that what happened thirty years ago will repeat itself..."

At this point, everyone paused in surprise. As people who experienced that era, although they were not directly affected by those events, they knew all too well what a struggle for the supreme rulership of the empire would bring to the country.

Having attended the meetings hosted by Alpha, Osa naturally knew how precious time was in the current situation. The flame of time would be extinguished in three years, and no one knew what would happen then.

At this critical juncture, such a thing happening is truly terrible. Even if the transition to a new emperor goes smoothly, it will still take at least a year for the political situation to stabilize. The empire is currently like a pot of boiling water that appears calm on the surface, and no one knows when decline and collapse will come beneath this brilliance.

"Damn it!!! Damn it!!!!! Why did it have to be now of all times?"

Osa's unusual rage puzzled those present. Savos, the dean of the Royal Academy who had communicated with Alpha, clearly understood and offered some words of comfort:
"Lord Osa, none of us wanted this to happen, but now that the worst has happened, we have no choice but to move forward. We must arrange things as soon as possible and make sure things don't fall into chaos. We absolutely cannot."

As he spoke, Savos glanced meaningfully at the Eastern Third District, where the Eternal Sun was located, and at the nobles represented by Krivis.

"As for them, we will have other opportunities later."

Upon hearing Savos's words, Osa could only let out a long sigh of relief, for there was no point in saying anything more now that things had come to this.

"Alright, you all go about your business. There's still a lot to do."

As he spoke, he walked up to Frederick IV's body, reached out and lifted it up as if it were a piece of pork.

"I took Frederick back to the palace first."

Frederick IV lay sprawled amidst the dragon's bone spikes, his face pale. The gaping hole in his chest, pierced by Helsing's hunting spear, was no longer oozing blood or bits of flesh. He lay limp and looked utterly devoid of dignity, but the dead, after all, had little dignity.

Platinum Palace
The sun rose as usual, but for everyone in the Platinum Palace, today was destined to be a silent day. The atmosphere throughout the palace was extremely oppressive, and the servants who went about their business were unusually cautious, no one wanting to make a sound at this time and attract everyone's attention.

In the Hall of Hymns, Frederick IV, cleaned and refreshed, lay peacefully on a crystal table filled with precious magical herbs. After changing into the emperor's favorite clothes to cover the large hole in his chest, Frederick IV looked no different from usual, as if he were asleep.

A soft sob began to sound. For Alice, today was a sad day. Just a few days ago, she was listening to her father tell her stories in his arms, but when she woke up this morning, she saw her mother with red and swollen eyes from crying.

When Alice learned that her father had died the previous night, she initially thought her mother was joking with her. It wasn't until she arrived at the Hall of Hymns and saw her father's cold body that Alice realized it was all real. Her father, who doted on her and loved her the most, had truly left her.

Alice, who had been weeping over Frederick IV's body for over an hour, was still crying. Hearing footsteps behind her, she turned her head with red eyes.

"Alice~~~ Stop crying. Your father doesn't want you to keep crying either. Now there is something more important for you to do."

Alice stared blankly at her mother, not quite understanding why her mother, who had been just as sad as she was that morning, had become a completely different person just a few hours later.

“Andkesar is back. You must support your brother’s successful ascension to the throne.”

Queen Catherine's words were like a hammer blow to Alice's head, leaving the little girl momentarily bewildered.

"Mother~Mother~~~What are you saying? Father Emperor~Father Emperor just passed away, and~and what can I do?"

"Enough~~~ Alice, my darling, you have to be strong. This is not the time to say such weak things. Every minute and every second is precious to us. I don't want to die, I don't want your brother to die, and I don't want you to die. So, you must listen to me."

Seeing her mother, who was completely different from usual, the girl was stunned by the successive blows and didn't know what to do. She stood there dumbfounded.

"But...but..."

"There are no 'buts'~~ You should know..."

The image gradually blurred, and soon the characters and voices disappeared. From his omniscient perspective, Haven knew that time was up. Although he wanted to hold on a little longer to see what Queen Caitlin was planning to do, the dual depletion of his mental and magical power, as well as the negative effects of the rapid burning of his life force, made it difficult for Haven to hold on any longer.

"Hey!!! Haven!!! Haven!!! What's wrong? What's wrong???"

Seeing that Haven had been chatting and talking with him just moments before, and then suddenly asking him to prepare various medicines, and then, ten seconds later, slumping weakly in the carriage seat, the chubby boy was terrified, thinking that Haven had been possessed by some evil spirit.

Serena, who was standing to the side, was clearly caught off guard and thought Havent had been attacked. She quickly released her powerful magic and instantly pushed the chubby boy who wanted to get close onto the carriage.

After carefully examining the area and finding nothing amiss, he picked up Haven and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Wow~~~ Will, you smell so good, so wonderful~~~~"

At this moment, the chubby boy who had been slammed against the wall lost his magical pressure and fell down, bounced once on the seat of the carriage, and landed next to Havent.

"Hey buddy, here's the potion I wanted, the potion I wanted."

Seeing Havent staring at him with such hunger, the chubby little boy, He-Man, ignoring his pain, quickly got up. With a flash of his ruby ​​ring, several vials of potions appeared on the carriage floor. He glanced at Serena, who was still sniffing Havent, and seeing that the girl had no intention of feeding him, he quickly uncorked the vials and poured them into Havent's mouth.

"Burp~~~ Okay, okay, let me absorb this first, let me absorb this first."

(End of this chapter)