Raise Joan of Arc to be an empress, then discard her.

Even those of the lowest social standing in the country, those who usually care least about politics, understand that they have become witnesses to history. Whether young, old, or women, they have all become part of the nation. They are at the center of the historical stage, and an unprecedented unity has emerged in people's hearts.

There is only one thing in the world that can suddenly unite people so closely, and that is war.

This was something that people who had not experienced the mobilization phase of war could not imagine. Aaron quickly understood the reason for this anomaly. This generation of Lucerne people had not experienced war, and they had never thought about what war was like. When the state mobilized them and the young people gained status overnight, they exhibited this behavior.

After years of confinement, the beast of war finally broke free of its cage.

Aaron stopped, and the cold beauty also stopped in front of him, turning around to look at Aaron.

“Tell me what happened,” Aaron asked.

"The war has begun, Lord Aaron."

"Four days ago, Chernobog, Castleland, Eiburg, Filland, Eisenberg, Lothenburg, and Lutz formed an anti-Lucerte alliance and officially declared war on Lursette."

"A powerful nation spanning half the continent?" Aaron said coldly. "Anything else?"

The cold beauty stared into Aaron's eyes and said slowly, "Three days ago, the anti-Lucet alliance launched a surprise attack on our border, and Orleans fell."

"what?!"

Even Aaron was shocked, but he immediately turned to look at Joan of Arc and saw that Joan of Arc was also staring blankly at the cold beauty, her eyes suddenly becoming unfocused, her pupils shrinking as if they had lost focus.

"You...you're telling the truth..." Joan of Arc's voice trembled.

"It is absolutely true. The Anti-Lucet Alliance launched its surprise attack in the dead of night. The superhumans, a coalition of seven nations, caught our border soldiers completely off guard. In just a few hours, our border was breached. The enemy forces advanced triumphantly into our country in the dead of night, capturing Orleans and continuing their advance."

"Lord Aaron, you should be glad you boarded this train, because it is the last train to Asgard. The military is considering cutting off part of the railway to block the enemy's advance."

"........."

Joan of Arc stared, speechless. The explosive news was so sudden that it felt unreal, and she didn't know what to say. Why had Lucert fallen? Wasn't their Lucert the most powerful country in the world? How could their border have been breached so easily?

But what truly baffled Joan of Arc was the fact that her hometown had also fallen. She had barely left, and it was already occupied? What had become of Domrémy? Was her childhood friend alright? What would become of her mother's grave? Or rather, whether the church could even continue to exist was now a question…

"I know this is hard to accept, but it's true. We've had several rounds of operational meetings, and the higher-ups are thinking about the next steps."

The cold beauty stared into Aaron's eyes: "Lord Aaron, we're not joking when we say we've been looking for you for a long time. Everyone is waiting for you to come back. The country is now in a state of full war mobilization."

Aaron finally realized the seriousness of the situation. He couldn't say much, so he turned around and comforted Joan of Arc before hurriedly leaving with the cold beauty to head to the military headquarters, the highest military hall in Asgard. Joan of Arc's farewell to Aaron was normal at first, but as Aaron left, she slowly lowered her head, exuding a dark aura.

"When did you realize I wasn't here?" Aaron asked as he followed the cold beauty.

The cold beauty turned her head and glanced at Aaron, saying:

"Lord Aaron, His Majesty already knew when you left Asgard with Joan of Arc. In the words of another lord, Lord Aaron, you think you know the King well, but you forget how much His Majesty values ​​his own possessions. The things His Majesty says are not allowed to leave Asgard are the things he truly values."

"Fortunately, you didn't intend to run away with Joan of Arc, and you eventually brought her back. Your crime doesn't constitute treason, but it is enough to warrant a trial before a military court. However, this is wartime, and we need to mobilize all available resources, so—"

"So my sins are forgiven?"

"No, the king has given you a chance to redeem yourself and retain your status, but you need to join the high command of the military and lead the war alongside the big shots. Come with me, Lord Aaron, people are waiting for you."

Chapter 78 Cold Beauty

Following the straight road, Aaron and the cold beauty stepped into the huge white church.

Located in the very center of Asgard, this building, like many churches in Asgard, presents a beautiful polygonal structure. However, it is very different from a real church. There are no believers inside, and many people in white are on guard around it. The security is extremely tight because this is not just a church, but the headquarters of the Omniscient Knights.

The fact that the war council was held at the headquarters of the Omniscient Knights indicates that this was no small matter; the war had truly begun, and the Omniscient Knights had become the center of the war.

The building was filled with officers wearing two or three gold stars. They moved with great speed and were clearly upright soldiers. Compared to them, the cold beauty's rank was nothing. Aaron, on the other hand, showed an attitude of arrogance.

Before heading to the headquarters of the Omniscient Knights, Aaron had already changed his clothes. The clothes were prepared for him by the cold beauty in the car. Now, Aaron was wearing the black robe of the Obsidian Knights and strode through the white buildings. The black robe engraved with gold patterns fluttered in the air. Even the powerful soldiers in the church couldn't help but stop and stare.

"Why are you still following me?" Aaron quickly climbed the steps where armed guards stood, not caring at all about the speed of the ice beauty beside him.

"I am your adjutant, Lord Aaron, responsible for handling your affairs." The cold beauty followed closely behind Aaron, her legs slender and long, her waist so thin it could be encircled with one hand, her speed in no way inferior.

"Is our Obsidian Knights short of manpower? Bring Jasmine over here," Aaron said coldly.

"Please allow me to refuse, Lord Aaron. You are now redeeming yourself through meritorious service. The military believes that having the Obsidian Knights assist you would raise suspicions of illicit relations and would render them ineffective in their supervisory role. Therefore, they have specifically assigned me to assist you, including taking care of your daily life thereafter. Please rest assured, Lord Aaron, although I have never assisted anyone before, I am a professional," the cold beauty said.

The cold beauty's expression was very confident, which is not surprising. Such a slender woman with a very high military rank and a cold temperament must have been pampered since childhood and had risen rapidly in the military, possessing extremely high self-confidence.

"What's your name?" Aaron asked without slowing his pace.

“Catherine de' Medici.” Catherine took a few steps forward and came to Aaron’s side.

"But what I need is someone I know well, someone who can actually get things done, not a pretty face with nothing but a few empty bones."

Aaron suddenly strode forward a few steps, using his body to corner the cold beauty against the wall. He stared into Katrin's eyes and said, "Change my people. Call Jasmine over here. If they don't agree, I'll talk to those old guys in the military myself."

He understood that the military personnel had placed Katrin by his side solely to monitor him, and he also understood that they wouldn't have dared to do so without that person's authorization.

Although Lucert has a military headquarters with generals and marshals, seemingly on par with the three major knightly orders, in reality, the only true violent institutions in Lucert are the three major knightly orders. The military headquarters is more like a service to the three major knightly orders or a supplement to the tasks they cannot perform. Therefore, Aaron does not care about those who hold the rank of major general or marshal.

The cold beauty was tall and slender. Aaron stepped forward, his nose almost touching her forehead, looking down at her condescendingly. He exuded spiritual energy. The cold beauty was initially startled and instinctively backed away. But when she reached a corner and realized she had nowhere to retreat, she bravely stepped forward, proudly thrusting out her ample bosom, and stared fearlessly into Aaron's eyes, saying:

"Does Lord Aaron think I'm not open enough, or that I'm not doing enough? Please rest assured, I will be in charge of Lord Aaron's daily life from now on. Although I'm here to monitor you, I will fulfill any of your requests. This is also what that person wanted."

Katarina stepped forward despite Aaron's spiritual power, showing no fear on her face. Aaron gave the cold beauty a deep look and finally dispersed his spiritual power. It seemed that Katarina hadn't lied; she was indeed sent by that person, and a powerful superhuman at that. He really couldn't drive her away.

Aaron didn't say another word and walked silently toward the conference room, seemingly acquiescing. The cold beauty's face lit up with joy, and she silently followed him.

The doors swung open with a bang, and they finally entered the actual war room. From the moment they entered, there were no military personnel left; all the attendees were knights from the three major knightly orders, along with their adjutants. Only the cold beauty showed a slight look of curiosity, but quickly regained her professionalism and stood beside Aaron, displaying her expertise.

With her striking figure and temperament, the cold beauty stood out even in the war room, but few people paid attention to her; most people's eyes were on Aaron.

This is not the highest-level war room. The highest-level war room is in the palace, and only the commander, deputy commander, general, and marshal-level personnel can attend. They are the true decision-making body of Lusset. As the third seat of the Obsidian Knights, Aaron is in a high position, but he is just outside the true decision-making body. Unless they allow Aaron to attend the meeting, Aaron can only wait outside like these people.

The people waiting with Aaron were also the third and fourth seats of other knightly orders. They were the backbone of the knightly orders and the entire Lusset, and they rarely met. Aaron was somewhat familiar with the faces of a few of them.

However, the most famous person among them is Aaron. After all, two years ago, Aaron did something big in Asgard by daring to challenge the Sword of Omniscience. Therefore, when Aaron came in, most people stared at him with great curiosity.

The war room wasn't busy; they were waiting for the decision to be made in the actual war room in the palace.

The reason they gathered at the headquarters of the Omniscient Knights was because the headquarters was very close to the palace, with a small door separating the two buildings, allowing intelligence to be transmitted at the fastest speed. Now they were sitting here, waiting for the final decision in the war room.

"I heard you went on a long vacation, Aaron." Dennis Gautier, the third seat of the Blazing White Knights, took the initiative to speak to Aaron.

They had heard some of what had happened to Aaron and were therefore somewhat aware of his situation.

"Yes, I never expected that my vacation spot would fall to the ground so soon after I returned." Aaron's expression turned serious. "Why did it fall so quickly?"

Chapter 79 Sword Level

“If we had known you were there, we might have been able to delay the fall a little longer,” Dennis replied.

“That’s the problem.” Aaron’s eyes flashed coldly as he stepped forward. “Why wasn’t it discovered beforehand? What about His Majesty’s omniscient prophecy? How could we possibly be kept in the dark about a seven-nation alliance? Was the kingdom truly unaware of the surprise attack?”

The commotion caused by a modern nation's military mobilization is almost impossible to keep secret from other countries in advance, let alone a coalition of seven nations. Their mobilization would inevitably be massive. Moreover, the Kingdom of Lucerne is known as the omniscient kingdom, and its king possesses the Book of Omniscience, making him an omniscient and omnipotent king. How could the fact that the seven nations launched a surprise attack on the Kingdom of Lucerne be kept from that king?

Aaron's cold glint was immediately apparent, and the air in the war room fell silent. Some people turned their heads away; to be honest, they didn't understand what was going on either.

Before the Seven Nations launched their surprise attack, they believed that Lusset was impregnable and that the entire country was invincible because they possessed the Book of Omniscience, a magical artifact that could predict the enemy's moves.

They considered it impossible for other countries to launch a surprise attack on Lusset.

All attacks will be foreseen by the king in advance, and they will react accordingly, because the king possesses the Book of Omniscience, and the enemy's actions cannot be hidden from his eyes.

The enemy is aware of this, and therefore will not launch an attack rashly.

They had always thought so before this happened, but a series of coincidences and events actually happened. The enemy really did launch a surprise attack on them. They really did not predict it in advance. The border was really breached. Lucert really fell.

In fact, from the moment the Kingdom of Lucerne broke ties with Chernog, to its war with Castleland, to the anti-Lucerne alliance spearheaded by Chernog and Castleland, this series of events seemed like coincidences. Beforehand, people thought it was impossible, but it actually happened, and everything spiraled towards irreversible destruction, until just a few days ago when the seven-nation coalition launched a surprise attack on Lucerne. The series of coincidences had indeed come to pass. The madness reached its peak.

Why couldn't the king foresee this? They had the same question in their hearts, but questioning the king's omniscience was almost tantamount to questioning the king and the omniscient god of the entire nation's spiritual faith. They dared not ask like Aaron.

According to their intelligence, the Seven Nations Alliance did not expect their attack to go so smoothly. Now, rumors were circulating that the seemingly powerful Kingdom of Lucerne was actually just a paper tiger. As a result, the Seven Nations Alliance advanced triumphantly through Lucerne and entered Orléans in just two days. Orléans fell not long after Aaron and Joan of Arc had left.

The good news is that because of the timely withdrawal, Lucerne's army did not suffer much damage, and none of the three major knightly orders were injured. In other words, although the seven-nation alliance broke through Lucerne's borders, the core military force of the Kingdom of Lucerne was not damaged much.

Since they have preserved their full military strength, they can launch a counterattack against the seven-nation coalition, but that's also where the problem lies.

Those are seven nations... Chernobog and Castleland are arguably the two most powerful nations in the world, while the other nations have risen rapidly in recent decades or possess rich historical foundations. The Seven Nations Alliance alone has five sword-level warriors.

The swords of conquest, the sword of light, the sword of war, the sword of the sea god, the sword of the lowlands—swords from all nations have been unleashed, pointing directly at Lucert, at Lucert's knight king, the all-knowing sword.

Whoever kills the Knight King will become the new Knight King. The immense honor of being the Knight King alone will drive even the most powerful sword-level heroes, who have already reached the pinnacle of the superhuman realm, to spare no effort in killing the Omniscient Sword. The title of Knight King is like a blood-stained crown, something everyone wants to fight for.

There used to be a joke that if Lucretia went to war with other countries, because those countries had too many sword-level warriors, the commanders of the three major knightly orders would each have to face one sword-level warrior. Now it seems that this joke might come true.

Furthermore, given Aurelia's serious illness and Enzo's relatively low combat strength, this mission is very likely to be postponed to Aaron...

Thinking about this, Aaron felt it was absurd, but he also felt that it was very likely to become a reality. Chernog's intelligence department already knew that he had destroyed the Griffin Legion. The Sword of Conquest should hate him very much. He never thought that he would have to fight against a Chernog sword-level opponent in his lifetime. Aaron never thought that his life would develop like this.

"At least there's some good news: the Kingdom of Dok has not joined the Seven Kingdoms Alliance. For us now, that's the best news," someone said.

This is indeed great news. The Kingdom of Dok is an island nation adjacent to the Kingdom of Lucerne and is extremely powerful. Their decision not to declare war on Lucerne has surprised many people.

"But everyone knows the nature of the Kingdom of Dok. They never get directly involved in wars with other countries, but they are behind every war."

However, some people poured cold water on everyone's hopes: "They will definitely secretly aid the Seven Nations Alliance behind the scenes, and may even put their own people in the alliance. Although it is better than declaring war on us directly, that's all."

"Where are our allies? Has no one stepped forward?"

“The Papal States have offered us verbal support,” another person replied, amidst a chorus of cold laughter in the war room; they all understood the meaning of verbal support.

“What about judging the church? If the angels who judge the church are willing to help us, it will be of great benefit to us,” Aaron said.

"They have indeed maintained their status as a neutral country and have been calling for a ceasefire, but if the Church of Judgment joins, it could turn into a war that affects the whole world. It is not easy for the angels of the Church of Judgment to join."

Aaron sighed softly.

They had been thinking about war from a national perspective, but in reality, churches in various countries also played an important role.

At that moment, a sudden bell rang throughout the entire knightly order. The knights all stood up and looked west. The bell was actually ringing from the palace, and they knew its meaning: it signaled the end of the war council.

Immediately afterwards, the knights in the war room heard strong footsteps. The king, wearing a red and black cloak, led the way and was surrounded by the commander of the knights.

At the same time, the knights heard the king's confident voice: "Don't worry, everything is going according to plan."

Chapter 80 Do Not Resist

"Don't worry, everything is going as I expected."

The king entered the war room, surrounded by the commanders of the three major knightly orders. Although they had just finished an important war meeting, there was no sign of worry on their faces.

The king surveyed the room: “The enemy will launch a surprise attack on us, Orleans will fall, all of this is within my expectations, there is no need for us to panic.”

"Does Your Majesty mean... that Your Majesty deliberately allowed Orleans to fall?" someone asked blankly.