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As the sole legitimate heir to the empire, your ascension to the throne is only natural.

But you also feel a little sorry that no one stepped forward to let you go on a killing spree and ease the unpleasant feeling in your heart.

[You then immediately issued your first order in your capacity as Great Khan—]

"The army has halted its retreat, turned around, and is now attacking Rome!"

"!?"

Not only the barbarian generals, but also many of the Hunnic chieftains suddenly raised their heads and cast incredulous glances at Lu Kang.

At this critical juncture, when a ceasefire agreement had already been signed, the agreement was torn up and war was reignited.

This was clearly unexpected by everyone.

Despite their confusion and doubt, they ultimately submitted to you—or rather, to the prestige of the sword of war in your hand.

The army has turned back to Italy.

This also caught the Roman Empire completely off guard.

In less than seven days, Italy fell completely; the Roman emperor fled west for the second time, and the Pope was captured and surrendered.

...

After Attila's death, the Hunnic Empire, under the leadership of a new khan, unexpectedly reignited the flames of war.

The brutal iron hooves once again shattered the ancient Italian peninsula, and raging flames scorched the narrow island region surrounded by the sea on three sides. In the process, the military prowess displayed by the new Khan known as 'Subatai' made everyone ashamed—his sudden orders did not seem to be entirely impulsive, but rather well-thought-out.

The Hunnic Empire, having lost its great leader, desperately needed a new 'medal' to reunite the already loosely organized nomadic peoples, and for the Germanic tribes to be intimidated by a more powerful blade.

After the fall of Italy.

Only half a day.

The subsequent defeat of Gaul undoubtedly illustrates this point.

The long-distance raids launched by pure cavalry were a desperate gamble, almost equivalent to the progenitor of the oldest blitzkrieg.

That was a long-range surprise attack tactic that predates the Mongol cavalry's sweep across the world by nearly a thousand years.

The Seven Hundred Years of the Hunnic Empire

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For the next few years, you were almost always in the military, like Attila the Scourge of God in his early, unawakened years, constantly fighting as a young child.

At the age of three, you conquered Italy, crushed Gaul, and on the land of the Chalons, where Attila had failed, you reclaimed the glory of the Hunnic Empire's iron hooves—but once again, your journey came to an end.

The land of Gaul is teeming with powerful individuals. In this era, less than five hundred years after the complete end of the Age of Gods, the average person's physique is still slightly influenced by the remnants of that era, resulting in a strong average strength. With just a little training, one can easily master martial arts. There is no shortage of high-ranking warriors who can project their magical power. Although this era does not yet have a true class of military nobility called knights, but only heroes who call themselves knights, under the valiant resistance of a powerful lord named 'Bane' and his many brave warriors, even the iron hooves of the Hunnic Empire would find it difficult to cross the high wall built of human heads.

Your 'blitzkrieg', which relied on the nomadic people's innate horsemanship, was halted in the land east of the Sharon, in what is now Orleans.

[At four years old, this was a relatively peaceful year, but in this year, you began to build 'ships' using the northern port you occupied.]

Some people mock you, saying you're trying to get the Huns to build ships, which is like trying to make ants fly high into the sky.

At the age of five, you linked the large ships you had built together, allowing the Hunnic cavalry, who were not accustomed to the sea, to roam freely on them. You used them to travel along the coast, cross the English Channel, and suddenly launch a surprise attack on Gaul in the north.

Silence all those who mock you.

You might imagine the ships linked by iron chains, but there are no Zhou Yu and Huang Gai here.

At the age of six, northern Gaul fell to the sudden onslaught of the Hunnic cavalry, and 'Ban' was defeated.

At age seven, central Gaul fell to the Japanese.

At age eight, the entire territory of Gaul fell.

The Roman Empire, having retreated to Gaul, continued to retreat, eventually settling in the eastern Iberian Peninsula, in what would later become the Kingdom of Spain.

In the year you turned ten, your Hunnic army conquered the Spanish region, forcing the Roman Empire to relocate to the western Iberian Peninsula, closer to the Atlantic Ocean.

[At the age of twelve, the Hunnic Empire's military advance halted once again, not because it was incapable of fighting, but because you voluntarily ceased your military advance and decided to be crowned the following year in Rome, the former capital of the Roman Empire, in the province of Italy.]

[Thirteen years old]

You call yourself 'Rome' and 'Emperor of the Huns'.

[He was formally crowned as a barbarian, shocking the world.]

This year, you were hailed as the 'God of War,' the perfect successor to Attila the Scourge of God.

You expanded the territory of the Hunnic Empire by more than half, almost completely destroying the entire Western Roman Empire.

Your title is well-deserved.

But it was also in this year

You disappeared the day after your coronation.

[Disappeared as if it had never existed]

This year marks the 463rd anniversary of Christ's death.

[This is also the year you play with your 'restraint']

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Just when everyone thought the glory of the Hunnic Empire would continue for at least several more decades, the disappearance of the 'God of War' Subatai was unexpected and even more shocking. While everyone was in astonishment at the Hunnic coronation, the great Hunnic emperor was nowhere to be found.

Along with them disappeared nearly ten thousand of the Hunnic elite personal guards.

Nearly ten thousand cavalrymen were absolutely loyal to the 'Emperor of the Huns'.

Some say that they angered the Roman gods and were therefore punished by them.

Some say that internal strife broke out among them, resulting in bloodshed in the palace.

However, according to the handwritten account left by a scholar of the same era, the city of Rome, Italy, was very calm that night.

There was no killing, and no commotion.

Only the ship departure tracks remaining at the dock on the second day confirmed the news from the previous day.

After that, the remaining Hunnic tribes in Europe quickly assimilated into the local population and were not purged due to their powerful armed forces, until they rose to power again many years later.

And it is precisely because of this almost dramatic end, similar to that of Attila the Scourge of God, that this "Roman Emperor" of the Huns, who appeared and disappeared so suddenly, has become even more legendary.

Although many rumors circulated about him afterward, none of them were substantiated—they only added to the gossip and anecdotes.

That 'emperor for a day'.

Although it lacks orthodoxy, it possesses a certain 'sacredness'.

"Rome in the Huns: The Second Generation of 'Military Gods'"

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At this time when the world is in shock

As originally planned, you finally boarded the ship bound for 'Britain'—the last remaining land of the Age of Gods.

Chapter 191 King Uther and Merlin, the young Morgan le Fay

Unlike the Hundred Years' War in France, which, while equally impactful on human history, ultimately resulted in a French victory—regardless of the number of casualties or the immense cost—from a 'human reason' perspective, as long as the overall direction and outcome remain correct, it is not considered distorted in the grand scheme of things, which forms the foundation of human existence.

Therefore, although Lu Kang changed the course of the war, he did not distort human reason. Although he saved Jeanne, the saint's existence still existed, and she was even 'canonized' earlier than before.

The saying "the general trend will not change" refers to this situation.

The Hunnic Empire ultimately failed. After the death of Attila the Hun, the "Scourge of God," the vast empire fell into internal strife due to the lack of a designated successor, rapidly disintegrating until its complete demise.

A Hunnic Empire that has existed and grown ever stronger will inevitably lead to a distortion of 'human reason', and will also inevitably lead to the correction of 'Alaya-vijnana,' the human restraining force that maintains the course of history and protects the existence of human reason, in contrast to the planetary restraining force.

So from the very beginning, you never thought you could really keep the Hunnic Empire strong and powerful indefinitely.

So initially, this was just a way for you to vent your frustrations, a way to play with 'human reason' and 'self-control'.

Although after you leave, the vast empire will still fall apart as before.

But you did succeed in the end.

—You, a phantom shot.

[And they took away the most core members and the most elite troops from within the Hunnic Empire, preventing them from being wiped out in the internal strife.]

【…】

"Luckily, we left in time."

On the English Channel, along the ocean currents leading to Britain, ships bob and sway in the vast ocean, their massive sailing vessels leaving trails of pale white foam in the surging water.

Seagulls high in the sky cast colorful trails in the sunlight, resembling pale lightning bolts from afar. An old man standing high at the stern of the ship gazed at the increasingly distant land of Europe, exhaled, and wiped away his sweat.

Oktar Ugur, the seventy-year-old "Northern King" of the Hunnic Empire, spoke these words, his white beard trembling violently like the sails of a ship. He looked at the ten-year-old boy beside him and couldn't help but speak as well.

“What kind of monster is spying on us?” Octar asked.

Under his gaze, the thirteen-year-old 'Subatai', though far from being tall, was relatively slender and well-proportioned. Unlike the common Huns who showed the short and stocky nomadic features at a young age, he had a handsome face, fair and healthy skin, and seemed to have some characteristics of people from the more distant East.

Beneath that military uniform, the young man, though still somewhat immature, exuded an even more heroic and handsome air. Hearing his father's words, he calmly replied, "Of course I'm leaving."

"Otherwise... we'll be surrounded."

In fact, on the day of his coronation, he had already felt the pressure from the outside world.

Not one, but seven.

Not one person, but seven!

Surrounded by that intense sense of crisis, if Lu Kang hadn't been prepared, he probably would have been drenched in sweat long ago.

"As for what kind of monster it is... it's better if you don't know for now."

The existence that can evoke such feelings in him now speaks volumes.

That was the work of human self-control, the 'Alaya consciousness'.

They are beings called 'Guardians', summoned by the collective unconscious of humanity.

It is not entirely the same as the Heroic Spirits summoned by the world, but they share the same origin and are essentially 'Heroic Spirits' that have signed a contract with Alaya.

"A guardian of the seven classes of Heroic Spirits—does this really mean they think highly of me, treating me like a 'miniature' version of a 'beast'?"

Lu Kang knew that if it weren't for the fact that on the day of his coronation, he had gathered the fleeting 'faith' and 'thought' of all humanity across the vast territory of the Hunnic Empire, making the seven descending heroic spirits wary, he would have been a different person.

They probably already made their move a long time ago!

Although each of them individually poses no threat to Lu Kang, and the gap can even be described as vast, when all seven of them attack together, Lu Kang will indeed be terrified.

Fortunately, Lu Kang left before they could make their move, causing them to lose their target and their operation to fail.

Their existence is the perfect embodiment of Lu Kang's successful feint!

Even with the power of suppression, it's impossible to continuously summon the complete boundary recording tapes in a short period of time.

Of course, Lu Kang doesn't plan to "play tricks" a second time anytime soon.

This is actually what he wanted to do in the Holy Grail War he was preparing for in reality.

This was just a natural rehearsal.

He went to Britain, just as originally planned, to that island nation isolated in the northern seas of Europe, a region with a terrain resembling the Far East and the most intense remnants of Western mystery, to leave behind the mythical traces under the last rays of the setting sun.

It's just a period of dormancy, a time for self-development.

That region of Britain was also the most suitable for Luca.

If the mythological era of Europe ended completely five hundred years ago, and even the few remaining remnants are now nearing their end, then the remnants of the mythological era on the land of Britain are just beginning their 'end'.

Although both are 'residues'.

Both were eras where the gods were gone, leaving only the lingering glow.

However, compared to the former, the latter is bound to be more mysterious and intense.

Octar, who was in the middle of this, heard Lucan's words, nodded, and asked no more questions. He was well aware of the extraordinary nature of his son, whom he had in his later years, and he had always been very 'obedient'.

The land behind us receded into the distance until it was no longer visible.

And ahead.

At the edge of the vast ocean, one can vaguely see another land existing there.