Fangzhou Xier, starting with failing the art exam

Soon, Serafina came in carrying a steaming cup of black tea and a plate of pastries.

She placed the tea tray on the table and said softly, "You've been busy all day. Have something to eat first. Even if you're launching a revolution, you can't go hungry, can you?"

Her warm smile and caring words dispelled the somber atmosphere in the study.

Lacey looked at her, her tense nerves relaxing slightly.

He picked up a cookie and put it in his mouth.

"Thank you too, Serafina."

"also?"

Serafina tilted her head.

But she didn't care.

"Eat quickly."

Serafina straightened his slightly wrinkled collar.

"It's going to be a very long night."

Lacey nodded and looked out the window.

The distant rumble of thunder seemed to foreshadow a storm that was about to sweep across the entire country of Letania.

……

Holy Leitanian Empire: Chapter 80: His Majesty has rebelled! His Majesty has rebelled!

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the morning mist of Triinttelme.

"Extra number! Extra number!"

"Breaking News! Shocking Scandal! The Twin Empresses have secretly ordered the assassination of the Elector!"

A newsboy's hoarse shouts echoed through the streets and alleys of the capital.

As he ran, he threw the newspapers in his hand into the air.

As soon as bakery owner Haddock opened the door, a newspaper floated down to his feet.

He picked it up, and after just one glance at the headline printed in blood red on the front page, and the clear photocopy of the edict below, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

The flour sack in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang," and white powder scattered everywhere.

“This…this is impossible…” he muttered to himself.

But the clear royal seal and the White Queen's signature mercilessly mocked his naiveté.

On the streets, more and more people are being awakened from their sleep.

They either snatched newspapers from newsboys or tore down flyers posted overnight from the walls.

The initial expression was one of bewilderment and disbelief.

But when they saw the detailed confession, signed by the messenger Oscar, and the names of those familiar yet unfamiliar court nobles, all their emotions coalesced into a raging inferno.

"Liars! They're all liars!"

"What's the difference between them and the Witch King! They all solve problems through murder!"

"We've actually been worshipping such a tyrant all this time!"

An outcry began to gather in every corner of the city.

A guard standing watch at the entrance of the Twin Towers turned pale as he looked at the leaflets that were blown by the wind at his feet.

He thought of his brother, who was arrested as a remnant of the Witch King for complaining about taxes in a tavern and whose whereabouts are still unknown.

He had always thought it was the misconduct of lower-level officials, but now he understood that the source of this mess was the very twin towers he had been guarding day and night.

He silently removed the badge representing the Royal Guard, threw it on the ground, and turned to merge into the crowd that was gradually gathering in the street.

……

On top of the Twin Towers.

Liselotte didn't sleep all night.

When the head maid presented the newspaper bearing her handwritten edict with trembling hands, she felt as if all the blood in her body had been drained in an instant.

She looked at her signature on the newspaper, a symbol that once represented supreme authority and glory, but now it was like a brand, nailing her to the pillar of historical shame.

She lost.

The defeat was so complete and so ridiculous.

　Her carefully designed fatal blow turned into a boomerang flying towards herself.

Lacey didn't even need to use a single soldier; with just this piece of paper she wrote herself, she destroyed everything they owned.

Liselotte couldn't help but wonder if she was really, as those people said, merely a tool created by the lich to fight the Witch King, with no other purpose.

Is it true that they lack political talent and the ability to govern a country?

“Lizelot…” Herlinmat rushed in.

"A mob outside... they've surrounded the Twin Towers! Give the order for the guards to quell them!"

“Suppression?” Liselotte let out a shrill laugh.

"What will you use to suppress them? Helena, listen to what's going on outside."

Outside the window, the deafening roar of slogans could be heard clearly.

"The tyrant must step down!"

"Judgment of the Queen!"

"Leytania belongs to the people!"

A court official stumbled in, crying out, "Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened! The city garrison is refusing to carry out orders!"

"They...they opened the city gates!"

Another message arrived: "His Excellency Abraham and His Excellency Hoffmann's troops... have mutinied!"

"After seeing the leaflets, the soldiers refused to attack their own countrymen, and now both armies are completely paralyzed!"

Following them were Mecklenburg, Werner, Ziegler…

Electors, including those who had previously remained neutral, issued public statements condemning the royal family's murderous act and declaring their recognition of the "Supreme Reform Council" as the only legitimate governing body in Letania.

The dominoes fell one after another.

Liselotte slumped weakly onto the throne.

everything is over.

They were isolated, abandoned by the whole world.

At that moment, all the radios inside the palace and all the loudspeakers in the city square simultaneously emitted a static sound.

Then, a calm and collected male voice, yet tinged with inexplicable compassion, echoed throughout every corner of Letania.

It's Lacey.

"Citizens of Letania! My fellow countrymen!"

"I am Lacey."

Upon hearing this sound, the angry crowd outside the Twin Towers gradually quieted down, everyone listening intently.

"Today, we have all seen that decree that should not exist."

"It represents not only a conspiracy against me personally, but also the heaviest trampling on the laws we all abide by and on our dignity as Letanians!"

"My parents were victims of this dark power!"

"I once thought that the twin queens who overthrew the Witch King would bring light to this land, but I was wrong!"

"When power is not put in a cage, when rulers are detached from the people, it will only breed new arrogance and tyranny!"

“I stand here not for revenge, nor to seize the crown.”

"I, and the millions of workers, farmers, and soldiers behind me, what we want is simply a fair, dignified Letania, free from arbitrary killing and oppression!!"

"The actions of the Twin Queens have proven that they have betrayed the oath they took at their coronation, and they are no longer qualified to rule this great nation!"

"Therefore, I, Lacey, in the name of the Chairman of the Supreme Reform Council, declare that I will lead our army to Trilintelme!"

On the Twin Towers, Helena gripped the hilt of her sword tightly.

But Lacey's next words stunned everyone.

"Our mission is to ensure order in the capital, Triinttelme, and to protect the lives and property of all citizens, including... the two ladies in the palace."

"Their fate should not be decided by me or anyone else."

"It should be handed over to a law that truly represents the will of the people, to a court that conducts a public trial in the sunlight, and to all the people of Letania for a final judgment."

"Fellow countrymen! The shadows of the old era are about to dissipate, and a brand new Letania awaits us on the horizon!"

"Now, let us go together to greet our own dawn!"

"Long live Letania!"

The speech has ended.

After a brief silence, unprecedented cheers erupted in the square of Trinityl.

People embraced each other, weeping with joy.

Lacey's words echoed their deepest desire—the beginning of a new era that truly belonged to the people.

On the Twin Towers, Liselotte listened to the deafening cheers and completely let go of all her strength.

What she lost was not just power, but also the hearts of the people.

……

A few days later, the allied forces from seven regions—Waseer, Shitong, Kepranya, and others—led by Lexi, began their march toward the capital.

The towns along the way offered no resistance; instead, countless people spontaneously took to the streets, waving red flags with sickles and hammers, cheering for the army, and providing the soldiers with food and water.

The road to Triinttelme is clear and unobstructed.

Liselotte and Helena stood atop the Twin Towers, gazing at the distant torrent of soldiers and people slowly approaching them.

Their era has come to an end.

……

Holy Empire of Letania: Chapter 81: I am the Empress of Letania! No one can judge me!

"The tyrant must step down!"

"Judgment of the Queen!"

"Leytania belongs to the people!"

Trinitylme, Twin Towers, Throne Room.

Liselotte Ivignad gripped the armrest of the throne tightly.

Every shout from outside stirred her already fragile nerves, which were on the verge of collapse.

"Where are the guards? Where is the Queen's voice!" she asked shrilly, her voice slightly distorted with excitement.

"Activate the Twin Towers! Blast those damned bastards to pieces!"

She looked around, searching for support.

However, the court officials who usually fawned over her were now bowing their heads, trembling, and none of them dared to speak.

"Lizelot, that's enough."

A weary voice rang out.

Helena Hildegard leaned against the window, quietly watching the people below the tower.

"Helimat, are you crazy?"

Liselotte couldn't believe her ears. This sister of hers, who always advocated solving all problems with iron and blood, actually said "enough."