Starting with the defeated female knight

"It's too chaotic outside right now."

“Especially children whose parents have died or whose families have suffered misfortune.”

"The outside world is indeed too dangerous for them."

The blue butterfly sighed softly.

The touch remains silent.

They just keep going around arresting children.

But what neither Blue Butterfly nor Tentacles expected was that, besides the extraordinary Tentacles, there were other people also kidnapping children.

And after capturing them, they were packed up and thrown into the tentacle hole.

“All the children whose bloodlines are sufficient to compete for the throne are here.”

The man carrying a gray-white greatsword threw the children behind him into the tentacle hole one by one, talking as he did so.

"I heard you didn't want the big ones, so I grabbed all the smaller ones."

The succession mechanism of royalty is similar to that of nobility; it is not only the old king's children who can inherit the throne, but anyone with sufficient bloodline can.

Otherwise, no one would doubt why a king who is over two hundred years old could have a son who looks so young.

【? 】

Faced with Henry's extraordinary actions, the tentacles visibly bent into question marks.

【No, what are you trying to do?】

"To fuel the fire, to preserve the seed."

For once, Henry said something that seemed quite wise.

But after he finished speaking, he pinched his chin, as if he himself was wondering what he had said.

But Green understood.

"So I think what the empire needs right now is probably a great fire."

Henry once said that.

The problem is that although he knows the empire needs a great fire, how to start it and how to make it burn are both difficult questions for him.

But it's okay.

Since he can't start a big fire, he can do something else.

For example, after the fire started, they stole all the fire extinguishers.

Although they were all children, and normally they wouldn't pose a significant threat to the throne, the actual outcome was quite the opposite.

Simply put, when the old king was well, the royal family had no desire for the throne and their lives were normal.

But in recent years, after the old king fell seriously ill, they saw hope and began to have many children, hoping to produce a child of high lineage to compete for the throne.

These children were born after that, the 'best of the best' in the royal family, and the ones with the highest chance of inheriting the throne.

Or to put it more directly.

While the nobles were still fighting to the death.

Henry simply stole all their crystals.

Once they figured this out, the tentacles were astonished.

【Fuck】

There's so much to do in Beijing!

Everyone has work to do, right?

Among these children, Tentacles quickly identified the one who deserved the most attention.

A child with long, silvery hair and an indifferent expression.

With her exquisite features and fair skin, she stood out like the bright silver moon even among royalty, whose members were generally good-looking.

But the reason Chushou paid attention to her wasn't because she was pretty, but because of a more direct and crucial question.

"Um, forget about everything else, but could you take this back with you?"

[Is my branch base big enough for her to handle all by herself?]

Cynthia, the Silver Moon.

He was considered the most likely successor to the throne.

At the same time, she is one of the few who can compete with, or even surpass, a certain female knight in terms of stats.

His base here is just a branch base; he has a large number of tentacles to take care of the children.

Or to put it more simply.

He couldn't control it.

"Oh, her."

Henry came to his senses.

"I didn't capture her, she is..."

"I'm in charge of them."

Cynthia spoke calmly, her gaze sweeping over the royal children.

"And I've heard about your work; you're not only building cities, but also working on education."

"I'm somewhat interested and would like to attend the class."

"that's it."

silence.

The tentacle looked at Henry and blinked.

Are there still humans in this capital city?

"I do not know."

Henry answered honestly.

Later, it turned out that Cynthia was not lying.

Upon arrival, she didn't even react to the environment inside the cave, and later she did indeed keep an eye on the royal children for Green.

She even glanced at the other children as well. The environment, which had been chaotic due to the sudden increase in numbers, immediately quieted down after she arrived and swept her silver eyes over them.

Upon seeing this, the bespectacled man on the podium remained silent for a moment, then gave a thumbs up.

[Excellent! I hereby appoint you as the Dean of Students!]

"can."

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PS: Second update delivered.

Volume 1: Chapter 103: The Capital's Unrestricted Fighting Tournament

Cynthia, the Silver Moon.

She has the strength, the looks, the lineage, and the ability.

And unlike Henry, that ancient humanoid god who only inherited the bloodline of the old king—well, actually he didn't—.

Cynthia was not only exceptionally capable and widely recognized and supported by the nobles, but she was also the true successor to the ailing old king, and she had a good relationship with Henry.

From any perspective, she was the perfect successor to the old king.

There's just a small problem.

She didn't want to be king.

And it is something I really, really, really don't want to do.

[Correct]

[Anyone with a normal mind would run as far away from a mess like this as possible]

I was wondering why you came to my place on your own initiative.

So you want me to find a scapegoat for you?

"He is the new king."

She corrected him, then pushed up the decorative glasses on his nose that he had asked Green for after becoming the dean of students.

"I'll do anything you ask, as long as you can do it."

Don't you want to be king?

"I'd rather die."

Green initially wanted to offer some advice to the child, but after reflecting on what he had seen and heard in the capital, and even more so on, not the entire capital, he realized that...

He had to admit that she was right.

Compared to being the king of this stupid (beep) empire, death doesn't seem so unbearable anymore.

And just like that, Green's team gained another dean of students for free.

And in the time that followed, they provided him with considerable assistance.

Then, time passed.

The flames of war within the empire raged ever more fiercely.

The more you grab the tentacled children, the more there are.

Furthermore, after confirming that the old king truly would not take any action, the fighting among the nobles intensified.

In the midst of their constant struggle, the mages gradually unleashed their true, uncontrollable fury.

Henry's act of stealing the crystal only added fuel to the fire, making the situation even more chaotic.

Slaughter, death.

Pain, despair.

Chaos, distortion.

The flames burned ever brighter, and with each fire, more pain and resentment were ignited.

Not only the upper-level superhumans, but also the middle and lower-level superhumans, and even ordinary people, joined the battle as the situation became increasingly distorted.

Empires are unequal.

The extreme emphasis on bloodline theory means that everyone's fate is predetermined from the moment they are born, and that class distinctions are clear.

But empires are also equal.

Because regardless of social class, whether noble, mage, or commoner, everyone is equally disgusted by the empire.

At most, it's just that the way it's disgusting is different.

Everyone suffers from sin, and everyone is in pain.

Not a single person is truly happy, not a single person is truly blessed.

It was alright when things were rotten. Although everyone was dissatisfied, no one said anything because everyone else was just as rotten and everyone was just lying around.

But since industrialization stirred up this stagnant water, the stench that had been accumulating for so many years was naturally exposed. When those problems and contradictions were brought to the forefront, they rubbed against each other and sparked a fire.

Everything was then set ablaze.

Conflicts and factions among noble families, the distribution of interests among different schools of mages...

The superior bloodlines were dissatisfied with the arrogance and discrimination of the lower nobles, while the middle bloodlines also felt that some of the superior bloodlines were unworthy of being superior...