Spellcasting Gods

“Alright! Take him to the study, I’ll be there shortly.” With that, Kerwin quickly stuffed all the miscellaneous decorations and furniture under the bed and washed the bloodstains off the back of his hands with water from a basin.

As for the mangled flesh, it had long since healed thanks to the powerful regenerative ability, except that the skin looked slightly pale and tender.

After tidying up his clothes and hair, he forced himself to regain his composure, then opened the bedroom door and walked straight towards the study.

Just as they reached the study door, before they could even enter, a mysterious man completely shrouded in a cloak and hood turned around, placed one hand on his chest, and gave a slight bow, saying, "Ah, good afternoon, Your Excellency Lord Kerwin. No, perhaps I should address you as Your Majesty. After all, you have already conquered most of the kingdom's territory, and it won't be long before you are crowned king and place a crown on your head."

"Who exactly are you? Why are you acting so suspiciously?" Kerwin subconsciously narrowed his eyes and looked the other person up and down.

"Heh, who I am isn't important. What's important is that I know you're in a little trouble right now. To be precise, you've been abandoned by your master." The mysterious man pointed out Kerwin's deepest fears and secrets with a meaningful tone.

moment!

Kerwin's expression changed drastically. He abruptly drew his sword and shouted a threat, "I'll give you ten seconds! Take off your cloak! Let me see your face!"

"No, no, no, that's not the reaction of a smart person. Do you think I would dare to come to see you alone and be afraid of a mere sword? If I were you, I wouldn't treat a potential ally who might be able to help me in this way." The mysterious man's tone revealed undisguised amusement, showing no regard for the gleaming magical longsword.

"I don't understand what you're talking about! Leave right now! Otherwise, I guarantee those knights, monsters, and steel golems outside will come in and tear you to pieces." Kerwin showed no sign of softening his stance and issued the order to leave without hesitation.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't need help, but rather that he dared not have too much contact with this guy of unknown origin.

After all, he knew all too well how terrifying the power Zhang Cheng had displayed was, so before he had me, he would never dare to make even the slightest act of betrayal, at most he would do some probing little things in private.

"Alright, alright, I'll be leaving now. But please don't forget, my suggestion is always valid. Whenever you've figured things out, you can contact me through this little thing. Goodbye, future king, may you build a glorious and powerful empire." With that, the mysterious figure bowed again, then gradually became transparent, finally dissipating into the air.

Staring at the red badge left on the table, Kerwin took a deep breath, picked it up, and carefully examined it, his face full of struggle and hesitation.

On the one hand, he didn't know if this was a conspiracy to frame him, so he instinctively wanted to throw away the badge to prevent being caught red-handed.

On the other hand, he was reluctant to give up an opportunity like that.

However, he did not know that the mysterious person returned to the magic tower deep in the forest not long after leaving the study.

As soon as he took off his hood, an incredibly young face was revealed—it was Allens.

The young man wore a contemptuous smile and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear, "Fool! You better not disappoint me! Otherwise, all this effort will have been wasted."

"What effort wasted?"

The words had barely left his mouth!

Another voice came from behind.

Allens quickly turned his head and found that his master, whom he served, was already standing in the teleportation chamber, his pupils shining with a light as bright as stars.

Without a second thought, he immediately lowered his head and replied, "It's evidence, Master! It won't be long before I find evidence of Kerwin's betrayal. Now that we have a new agent, I think it's unnecessary to leave this threat alive. It's time to find an opportunity to eliminate it."

"There's no need for that. Kerwin is still useful, so you'd better not do anything unnecessary, and definitely don't act on your own. Remember, even the worst piece can have an unexpected effect if used properly. Besides, Kerwin's usefulness is far greater than you imagine..."

Chapter 1085 The Queen's Troubles

"Your Majesty, this is an urgent document that has just arrived from the border. Please read and approve it as soon as possible."

"Your Majesty, these are the financial expenditures for the past few months. I must remind you that, given the loss of vast swathes of territory, our tax revenue is no longer sufficient to support such a large army. In three to four months at most, the already precarious treasury will be bankrupt."

"And there are riots! Due to the war, the prices of necessities such as food, meat, vegetables and cloth have tripled in a short period of time, and riots by the poor have broken out in many areas, including the capital. Although they were all eventually suppressed, if the problem is not resolved, I believe the riots will soon reignite."

……

As she listened to the ministers and advisors present their reports on state affairs one by one, Vilia rubbed her forehead, her beautiful face showing signs of exhaustion.

Before taking over this war-torn country, she never dreamed that the situation had deteriorated to such an extent. Even if Kerwin did not launch a final offensive, as long as the stalemate continued for a few months, the kingdom would slide into the abyss of destruction on its own.

After a full minute of silence, she finally raised her head and turned her gaze to Isolde, who had remained silent all along: "Master, how is the preparation of that thing going?"

"It's finished! It's ready to be deployed as a weapon on the battlefield at any time! Also, you only have about half a month to prepare, and you must launch a war after that." The old man gave an affirmative answer without hesitation, his eyes revealing undisguised excitement and anticipation.

As a spellcaster, nothing brings him more pleasure than creating a weapon with immense destructive power.

In particular, the mysterious substance enveloped in energy gave him a strong urge to conduct research.

Because so far, no magical energy can rival these seemingly insignificant little things in terms of destructive power.

“Excellent! Then issue the order to withdraw half of the army from the front lines and send them to a key military town in the southeast bordering the Duchy of Pok. Half a month later, formally declare war on the Duchy and tell Grand Duke Sith II that there is no third option: surrender or die.” Vilia gripped the armrest of the throne tightly and issued the order decisively.

However, this order immediately surprised the ministers and nobles in the room.

Duke Bronshida, who had already relinquished his power and was only left with the right to observe, questioned him bluntly: "Are you insane? We are currently at war with the traitor Kerwin! And you want to provoke another country? Isn't it enough to hasten the destruction of the kingdom?"

"No! You are the ones who don't understand! Our war with Kerwin is over! From now on, he will no longer attack the remaining lands of the kingdom, but he will also not return the occupied territories. In short, we are now in a delicate state of peace. Rather than risking this tough nut to crack, it's better to find a relatively weaker opponent and tear them apart to make up for the kingdom's losses. The Duchy of Pok is only half the size of the kingdom, which is exactly the same as our current strength. As long as we can unexpectedly defeat the enemy's main force in the battle, the kingdom can annex the duchy and recover some of its strength." Vilia explained seriously, tapping the table lightly with his right index finger.

Of course, she wasn't foolish enough to publicly announce her allegiance to another person, much less tell these conservative ministers and nobles that the kingdom would no longer have peace, but would instead be constantly at war until it finally collapsed.

The saying "drinking poison to quench thirst" probably refers to her current predicament.

Knowing full well that continuous warfare is the path to destruction, the kingdom would not even have the chance to bring about its own demise if it chose this path; it would be swallowed up by the ever-watchful Kerwin.

Rather than fail in despair and suffering, she would rather her country grow strong and expand until it disintegrates.

"What? A ceasefire! He already has the upper hand, why should we cease hostilities?" another duke stepped forward and asked impatiently.

Not only him, but most people in the council hall, apart from two people who knew the truth, were completely confused.

But Vilia clearly didn't want to dwell on the matter and changed the subject directly, saying, "It's a secret, and I don't want to talk about it now. What you need to do is obey my orders. Otherwise, I will strip him of his noble titles and lands as Queen. Alright, that's all for today's meeting. Get to work, and I hope to see a glorious victory in half a month."

Having said that, she immediately waved her hand, signaling that the ministers and nobles could leave.

Although many people were reluctant to leave and wanted to stay and ask for clarification, Isolde's threatening gaze deterred anyone from acting recklessly, and they all obediently chose to leave.

It must be known that the bloody palace coup had only occurred not long ago, and the air still retained a lingering smell of blood and a chilling atmosphere, constantly reminding everyone who tried to overstep the boundaries that the young girl sitting on the throne was no longer the beloved princess, but a queen who held the power of life and death.

After the last person disappeared around the corner of the corridor outside, Veria asked in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Master, are you sure that weapon can help us win a crucial victory?"

Isolte nodded without hesitation: "Yes! I'm absolutely certain! Don't forget, this is a gift from our great master, whose wisdom is beyond our reach. Don't doubt, don't hesitate, just follow his guidance and we'll reap victory after victory. Believe me, this country will rise to glory under your rule. Perhaps years from now, when people mention Queen Vilia, they'll be able to help but praise her as a heroine who put all men to shame."

"A heroine among women? Hahahaha! You're quite the joker. We all know I'm just a puppet on a string, with very few decisions coming from my heart. We're all servants, pawns at the master's disposal, nothing more," Vilia laughed self-deprecatingly.

It's easy to tell from her bitter tone that she is not happy at all, and is filled with pain and struggle.

"Victory is written by the victors! And almost all history books and biographies praise the emperors and conquerors who built vast territories. People don't care what stories lie behind those great victories; they just want to project themselves onto the emperors and experience that arrogant, unbridled arrogance. Alright, don't be so discouraged. I'll show you the power of that weapon now. Once you see it with your own eyes, you'll understand that all the armies in the world are as fragile as newborn babies before it..."

Chapter 1086 A Weapon with Astounding Power

The open space on the west side of the palace was originally a beautiful garden for relaxation and leisure, but now almost all the expensive and rare beautiful flowers have disappeared, replaced by a large number of impenetrable and sturdy fortresses.

As for what exactly is happening inside, apart from the two people in the know, no third person knows.

However, at this moment, two young apprentices had been waiting not far away for a long time. One of them was holding a small object that looked no bigger than a grain of rice, but was flashing with an unusually strong magical light.

Although they appeared to have absolutely nothing to do with weapons of mass destruction, their expressions were extremely cautious and solemn, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Vilia glanced at the small ball of light, and quickly asked in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Is this the weapon created based on the knowledge that Master instilled into my brain?"

“That’s right! How about that? Isn’t it incredible? With such a tiny size, it can destroy a city in an instant. In fact, the size you see is not the true form of those mysterious substances. The amount they contain is far less than what the eye can see. It’s just that in order to bind it tightly, we have to use more magical energy, otherwise it will destroy everything within a radius of several kilometers the moment it is generated.” Isolt introduced with a smug look on his face.

Although he didn't understand how the device worked, nor did he comprehend why the extracted unknown substance possessed unimaginable power, it didn't stop him from displaying his sense of superiority.

After all, the knowledge in Veria's mind was merely a simple record and extraction; the part he understood was less than a third of what Veria's knowledge was.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get started! I can't wait to see if this amazing thing that can turn the tide is as incredible as it's described." With that, Vilia raised her arm in a gesture of invitation, her eyes filled with anticipation.

no way!

The kingdom is currently beset by internal and external troubles. Many nobles within the kingdom still harbor disgust and hostility toward her coup and ascension to the throne, and are secretly working together to engage in non-violent non-cooperation. Some radicals are even attempting to help the old king restore his throne.

As for the external situation, it goes without saying that the neighboring countries have all increased their troop deployments to the borders, ostensibly to prevent war from affecting their own security. But anyone who isn't an idiot knows that this is just an excuse.

Once the capital falls, everyone will unanimously choose to send troops to divide up the remaining land of the kingdom, taking as much advantage as they can.

That is why Vilia decided to take the initiative to wage a war, using a glorious victory to deter the surrounding enemies or potential adversaries who were eyeing him covetously.

The relationship between countries has always been this simple!

If you are powerful enough to tear all challengers to shreds, leaving behind thousands of mutilated corpses and causing countless families to lose husbands and sons, then you will earn awe and respect.

“Let’s begin! Didn’t you hear Her Majesty the Queen give the order?” Isolte urged loudly and directly.

Without saying a word, the two apprentices immediately began chanting incantations, teleporting a small object directly to the depths of the woods far from the castle.

Just as everyone present subconsciously squinted, trying to find where the rice-grain-sized object was, a light countless times more dazzling than the sun was instantly released.

next second...

boom!

The earth is shaking!

The residents of the entire city clearly felt the terrifying shaking, and some flimsy wooden houses and shacks collapsed instantly, crushing and killing many of the poorest people.

Of course, the nobles, being high and mighty, didn't care about the lives of the poor. What they cared about was what had happened, whether the princess, who had become mysterious after returning, was up to some unspeakable secret.

It should be noted that the steel golems stationed in key locations in the capital alone have already made many people with ulterior motives feel nervous, fearing that they might face a reckoning afterward.

Through various clandestine intelligence networks, the nobles were fairly well aware of the terrifying enemy the previous expeditionary force had encountered.

Now, these guys who used to slaughter the kingdom's soldiers on the battlefield have actually appeared in our camp, which inevitably leads to a lot of speculation and conjecture.

However, none of this has anything to do with Isolde.

He didn't care at all what the nobles were thinking, nor did he care whether they would do anything underhanded.

Faced with overwhelming power, these petty tricks might add a little fun to the game, but they won't affect the overall situation at all.

If it weren't for Vilia's insistence, he might have even purged the entire upper class during the coup, ensuring that all future troubles were resolved once and for all.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly mock Vilia's weakness. Then he pointed to the place in the distance where a huge crater had been blasted out, and asked meaningfully, "Well, can you rest assured now? I swear, no army of any country on this continent has any chance of victory against this weapon."

"Unbelievable... Unbelievable! How many have we produced now?" Vilia's voice revealed undisguised excitement.

"Not many, including the ones I just threw away, three in total, enough to bring you a glorious victory. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, if nothing unexpected happens, those nobles who oppose you will soon have their eyes on this place, so you'd better be careful," Isolt reminded him with a half-smile.

"You mean... they will try every means to obtain the manufacturing method of this weapon through infiltration, enticement, and bribery?" Vilia was clearly not stupid and immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

It's not just a matter of severity; if the method of production were to spread, it would be an unimaginable and terrible disaster not only for the kingdom but for the entire world.

As countless images of her kind flashed through her mind, and beautiful, magnificent cities were reduced to ruins under such attacks, she couldn't help but shudder and feel a chill run down her spine.

Isolt undoubtedly noticed the girl's slightly flustered look. A slight smile played on his lips as he inwardly sighed: His master's prediction was indeed correct. Even if these foolish mortals were given the most powerful weapons, they lacked the wisdom and strength to wield them. On the contrary, they would be captivated by the weapons' power, then use them uncontrollably and madly until they destroyed themselves, or even the entire world.

Chapter 1087 The Game of Heroes and Demon Kings

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