He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

"My lord, I have conveyed the news of the Imperial Sword to the commander-in-chief, but judging from his reaction, he seems unwilling to give up."

Thanatos nodded slightly after seeing his commander come out.

"That makes sense. By the way, did you see him accept that Chaos Seed?"

"I don't know about that, but I didn't see any Chaos Seeds when I went in, so I guess they were put away."

"That's good."

As he spoke, Thanatos took out a black and gold card.

"This is the Royal Opera House VIP card. With it, you can freely access any program at the opera house."

"Thank you, my lord. May the Emperor be with you."

After putting away the VIP card, the division commander asked Thanatos another question.

"By the way, sir, I still don't know how to address you."

"I?"

Thanatos paused for a moment.

"Let's talk about it when you can make me remember your name."

Upon hearing Thanatos's reply, the division commander bowed slightly.

"Yes, sir. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Brandon, and I am most skilled at commanding ships. I hope you will hear this name again in the future."

No sooner had Brandon finished speaking than Thanatos vanished.

"This person seems quite mysterious. Well, I guess I won't have any dealings with him in the future. Once I return to the Empire, I'll resign as my teacher and focus on resting."

With that thought, Brandon adjusted his hat brim and returned to the control panel.

……

The next day.

Orion forced open his sleepy eyes and began to process today's memorials.

"Hmm... Free repair service for the alchemical machinery involved in the battle, approved."

"The compensation for the families of martyrs... is approved."

"Acceptance of the surrendered expeditionary fleet... approved."

"The funds for the General's return... hiss... have been approved."

"Release the nobles arrested by the Court of Judgments...Rejected."

After reviewing hundreds of memorials, Orion picked up the last one.

"Approval of the Empire's Sword concert project... wait, what's this?"

Orion suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"No, no, it must be because I didn't get enough rest yesterday, causing me to hallucinate..."

After rubbing his eyes a few times, Orion looked at the memorial again.

"The Imperial Sword's concert project...requisitioning the Royal Opera House as a venue...granting economic privileges to the concert and related industries...applicant...Imperial Sword?"

"No, no, this must be my hallucination."

After saying that, Orion pinched his philtrum and looked at the memorial again.

"This is a matter of great importance to the Empire... It is the will of the people... We hope that Your Majesty will grant your permission..."

"Hiss... That's strange. Have I been resting that badly lately? Why is my brain still not clear?"

As he was speaking, Orion suddenly saw Roland approaching.

"Hey, Master Roland, you've come at the right time. Take a look at this memorial and see what's going on. I'm a little confused; I think I've seen something very strange."

Upon hearing Orion's shout, Roland couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Please show me anything else that might seem strange to Your Majesty."

Roland took the memorial and read it carefully.

Then I read it again, and again, and again.

Finally, Roland put aside all hope and spoke to Orion.

"Your Majesty, this is indeed Lord Artoris's petition requesting a concert. The public response has been enthusiastic, and rejecting it might affect public morale."

Upon hearing this, Orion waved his hand jokingly.

"Come on, Master Roland, how could that be true? If Father really were to hold some kind of shady concert..."

"I'd rather just jump off the top of the palace. Master Roland, you must be joking with me, right? This isn't funny at all..."

Halfway through his sentence, Orion looked at Roland's silent expression and his tone became somewhat hesitant.

"Master Roland, you're joking... right?"

Roland remained silent, but his meaning was quite clear.

"So... I'm going to jump?"

"Wait, Your Majesty! As the ruler of a nation, please refrain from making such jokes!"

As he spoke, Roland added another sentence.

"Lady Artoris must have a deeper meaning behind her actions. We shouldn't speculate on her thoughts."

Upon hearing this, Orion could no longer maintain his composure.

"Bang!"

Orion slammed his hand on the table.

"But this is..."

Orion's sentence was interrupted halfway through.

After a long period of contemplation, countless thoughts finally coalesced into a single sentence in Orion's mind.

"Never mind... as long as Father is happy."

After saying this, Orion slumped weakly into his chair.

"By the way, I haven't asked you what brings you here today."

Upon hearing Orion's question, Roland composed himself.

"Your Majesty, the Grand Marshal's expeditionary force has arrived in Kalos Sri Lanka, and we now need your presence to oversee the situation."

"So fast?"

Orlean was slightly taken aback.

If he remembered correctly, he had just finished approving a memorial this morning welcoming the Marshal's return.

The approval was just finished when the person in question showed up?

"Alright."

Orion got up from his seat.

Led by Roland, Orion followed several guards to the city gate.

They saw the expeditionary fleet floating in the air, and the domineering general Lyon on the ground.

Upon seeing Orion's appearance, Leon instantly broke into a smug smile.

"Olay, it seems you're quite sensible. You actually dare to welcome me back. Do you know you're not up to the task and are in a hurry to pass the throne to me?"

Upon hearing Lyon's treasonous remarks, the guards around Orion were the first to erupt in anger.

"You traitor, how dare you!"

"etc."

Orion single-handedly stopped the Imperial Guards.

"Let me speak to him."

"Yes...yes, Your Majesty."

After the Imperial Guards withdrew, Orion went to the front and shouted to Lyon below.

"Lyon, out of consideration for our shared ancestry, I will not pursue your responsibility today. If you are willing to relinquish your military power, I will still recognize you as the Grand Marshal of the Empire!"

Upon hearing this, Leon couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Orion, you bastard, have you gone mad from calling yourself 'I' all the time?!"

"What do you mean you'll let me go once I hand over military power? Do you think this is some kind of mindless romance novel?!"

"You piece of trash, you better watch out! I'm the commander of this fleet. Even if I were to hand over command to you, would you dare accept it?!"

"Having fought on the frontier for so many years, achieving great feats for the empire, I am the prince who most resembles my father!"

"It was a mistake for you, a piece of trash, to be elected emperor. This position was meant for me; you have no right to it!"

As Leon continued to question him, Orion's face darkened.

"Alright, I am indeed not qualified to match your bravery, but if this bravery was obtained through the power of chaos, then I am not sure who is less qualified."

Lyon's face darkened.

"You bastard, what are you talking about? How could I, as the supreme commander of the empire, possibly accept the power of chaos...?"

"Oh, really?"

A childish voice suddenly rang out throughout the entire area.

"Father... uh, no, Sword of the Empire, what brings you here?"

Orion was somewhat surprised to see Atoris suddenly appear.

After ignoring Orlean, Artorias gave Lyon a cold look.

That one glance sent a chill down Lyon's spine.

"Oh no, I forgot about this guy. He can actually exude the same aura unique to Father Emperor. It seems the rumors that he's on par with Father Emperor are true..."

Although he felt a slight fear of the Imperial Sword, Leon still showed no sign of yielding.

"Hmph, you ignorant brat, you're nothing but a weapon of my father's. What right do you have to speak here? Are you going to join Orion in falsely accusing me of accepting the power of chaos?"

Faced with Lyon's rebuttal, Atoris made no rebuttal, but simply picked up the crimson greatsword in his hand.

"Brandon, and all the warriors of the Empire."

"If you still remember the oath you swore to the late emperor and still recognize the Sword of Dawn in my hand, then please obey my command and return to the Empire."

Upon hearing this, Leon immediately sensed that something was wrong.

next second.

All the fleets in the sky shut down their weapon systems and headed towards the city.