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“I understand that you were bewitched by the witch and took an unwise action.”

“But I will remember the contributions you have made to the empire, and if you are removed from your posts, I will not pursue the matter further.”

"With foreign enemies at hand, the blood of my compatriots in the Aslan Empire should not be shed because of civil war."

"But if they remain obstinate and continue their invasion..."

Silvana's tone shifted abruptly, becoming chillingly cold, "...Don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

As her voice faded, dozens of dark, magically powered cannons on the city wall emitted a brilliant blue glow.

The runes engraved on it shone brightly, ready to turn the city into a sea of ​​fire at a single command.

"absurd!"

In the lord's army, a knight in dark green armor led his warhorse to the front of the battle.

This man was none other than Sivirif, to whom Aila had entrusted the task of winning over the various Aslan lords and organizing the army.

Although his title was not high, as a "close retainer" carrying the edict of the First Princess Serendra, he was the backbone of the lord's army at this moment.

"Second Princess Silvana, your ascension to the throne through patricide and murder of your relatives was illegitimate. Your plot to harm your siblings was malicious. You colluded with the Dark Cult, inviting wolves into your home. You used evil mystical arts to brainwash high-ranking officials and nobles to consolidate your rule..."

"The evil deeds you have committed are known to everyone from Leonia to Dawn Forest. How dare you still wear that crown that symbolizes glory!"

After being publicly humiliated in front of hundreds of thousands of people, Silvana's face immediately darkened. "What a low-level slander! How could my lords allow such rumors to sway your minds? I fight against demons and defend our lands. If it weren't for me, your territories would have been burned to the ground by demons long ago!!"

"Enough with the nonsense, Silvana! You know in your heart whether what I'm saying is true or not! In the name of Her Highness Princess Serendra, in the name of our ancestors Aslan, and in the name of the people of the Empire, we will surely crush your conspiracy!!!"

Sevierif didn't give Silvana a chance to continue spreading her lies, and drew his longsword directly.

"Attack—! For the glory of the Empire!!!"

Chapter 217 Secretly Entering the Imperial Palace

Experience has shown that once a position is determined, debate becomes merely a declaration spoken to one's own people.

Ultimately, it is war that determines right and wrong.

At Sivirif's command, the lords' armies surged toward the bridge like a landslide or a tsunami.

Silvana held back, and with a wave of his hand, the roar of the magic cannons tearing through the night sky.

A spectacular shower of meteors rained down on the city on the shore, reducing the once bustling streets to ashes.

The towering flames illuminated half the city, turning the canal waters a deep red.

In fact, normally speaking, such reckless bombardment would cause great damage to the city itself. The Aslan royal family would never resort to such a method of defending the city unless absolutely necessary.

The palace was located in a bustling urban area, and a round of artillery fire reduced many precious buildings to ashes.

But Silvana didn't care about all that. To her, a city could be rebuilt if it was destroyed. As long as the enemy couldn't be allowed to enter the palace, any price was acceptable.

Thus, the lord's family cavalry could only charge through the streets under the bombardment of artillery fire until they reached the bridgehead and engaged in fierce fighting with the imperial guards who were holding out there.

In the first wave of attack, the spiked chevaux-de-frise on the bridge were covered with the corpses of warhorses. The cavalrymen with long spears then stepped over the obstacles, treading on the hillsides of flesh and blood, and fearlessly crashing into the iron wall of shields.

The earth priests on both sides cast spells across the river, and circles of blessings and protection bloomed one after another in the darkness like clusters of flowers.

The battle mage corps, under the command of their respective officers, continued to cast spells and counterattack. Fog would occasionally shroud the palace, obstructing the vision of the magic gunners, while howling tornadoes raged through the city, sweeping away the lord's soldiers who were charging under artillery fire.

The Holy Light Revelation Society shouldn't be too involved in commanding the main battlefield, because, frankly speaking, this is still, on the surface, a war waged by the Aslans.

Although it was Ella who sent people to persuade them, most of the lords were actually loyal to the eldest princess, Serendra.

Their belief was simply to overthrow the illegitimate Silvana and reclaim the throne for the rightful heir, Serendra.

As for the behind-the-scenes power struggles between the gods, and the continental destruction caused by the ascension plan, these were things that noble lords with worldly views could not comprehend.

Therefore, when war actually broke out, it was inconvenient for Ella to show her face.

But in terms of commanding Aslan's army, Sivirif, a local officer belonging to the Marine Corps, was clearly more experienced.

Under the cover of the first fierce offensive, several infantry regiments approached the riverbank, where orange-yellow magic circles were expanding in unison beneath their feet.

The power of earth magic surged, and seven or eight stone platforms made of rock and soil rose from the ground, forcefully crossing the wide riverbank and forming a new bridge.

The magic cannons on the palace fortress quickly turned their muzzles around and unleashed their firepower on the magically constructed earthen bridges.

At the same time, the lord's army also pushed out several magic cannons from the rear, which were placed on the riverbank and bombarded the palace.

"Damn it, these guys even brought a magic cannon over here?"

Silvana, lying on the wall, watched as the soldiers surged forth from the paved earthen bridge and began to feel a bit uneasy.

The advanced level of magic means that both sides can come up with too many tactics, and only experienced commanders can deal with them in time.

The construction of the bridge across the river forced the palace's artillery to divert its firepower to destroy the new bridge, while the sparse bombardment of the city gave more infantry regiments the opportunity to approach the shore.

At this rate, the enemy will be able to cross the canal very soon. Although the palace itself, as a fortress, still has room for defense, this is much earlier than Silvana expected, and the subsequent situation will be even more unpredictable.

After a slight hesitation, Silvana gave the order to the messenger beside him.

"Send word to Lancelot to have the Sky Knights attack."

On the earthen bridge over the river, infantrymen clad in light armor were struggling forward, shields raised, as they faced a hail of arrows.

As they approached the palace, in addition to the magic cannons, they also received precise and deadly arrows fired by the Aslan longbowmen.

The Aslans originally possessed a certain degree of elven blood, and apart from their exceptional magical talent, countless rangers were born from their race.

Therefore, at close to medium range, their arrows are even more deadly than magic cannons.

Even though the earth priests had cast rock armor spells on them in batches before they reached the shore, infantrymen were still occasionally shot off the bridge by flying arrows that pierced through the defenses.

But this was not the most desperate moment. When the leading infantry finally crossed the difficult obstacles and were about to reach the other side, they looked up and saw knights riding griffins rising from behind the towering city walls in the vast night sky.

The Sky Knights, Aslan's elite knightly order, are an extremely rare human air force that uses griffins as mounts.

Led by Lancelot, they deployed in formation in the sky, whistling across the heavens as they hurtled towards the mage corps of the lord's army behind the riverbank.

"Archers, aim at the Sky Knights! Don't let them get close to the mages!"

Severif immediately gave the order.

However, the dense barrage of arrows launched at the agile griffins high in the sky appeared weak and helpless, as the air currents surrounding the Sky Knight, protected by the wind spirits, could easily deflect them.

Lancelot pointed his lance into the sky, and hundreds of knights formed a cone-shaped queue behind him.

Then he flicked the reins, and the crowd followed the direction of his spear and swooped down.

The gleaming light from the spear tips merged into a blue glow, like a dazzling aurora painted on the horizon, rushing straight towards the rear of the lord's army.

The mage group had already formed a formation, and their collective chanting raised an enormous, thick stone wall from the ground. However, before the blue light raised by the Sky Knights, it was as fragile as paper, easily torn apart.

The slender mages were tossed about by the whistling spears, like fallen leaves drifting in all directions.

"Damn it."

Severif wiped the sweat from his brow. The Sky Knights, led by Lancelot, were undoubtedly the most difficult force to deal with in this battle.

Fortunately, he had lured the other party out, and thus his goal was achieved.

Thinking this, he looked towards the distant palace behind it, at the towering mountains covered in clouds.

……

At the same time, atop the mountain behind the palace.

A group of members of the Holy Light Revelation Society, dressed in white robes, emerged from the edge of a steep cliff.

The terrain here is treacherous, with towering peaks as sharp as if cut by a knife, making it difficult even for ordinary birds to climb, let alone a regular army, so it is generally undefended.

However, for the Holy Light Revelation Society, which has a portal, transporting a small number of people up is not difficult.

Li Cheng stared intently at the unfolded system panel, seemingly waiting for something.

A moment later, a message popped up, and he immediately closed the panel and waved to his companions around him.

"The troublesome guys are out, it's our turn."

As he finished speaking, the group walked to the edge of the cliff and unfolded the dark black wings attached to their robes.

"Remember, mark and avoid strong enemies. The Holy Maiden will handle it. We only have one goal."

"Take Silvana."

Chapter 218 Enemies Meet Again

As mentioned before, Ella is certainly not suitable to fight on the front lines, but acting from the rear is a different matter.

The members of the Holy Light Revelation Society leaped off the cliff, spread their arms, and the gliders attached to their robes, aided by the wind, transformed their figures into hundreds of birds that flew among the mountain peaks.

Their tiny figures were insignificant compared to the vast and magnificent palace. They folded their wings in batches and landed on the wide eaves of various buildings, then climbed into the palace through the top windows.

The warning array originally set up on the top floor here did not make any sound, as if it had been secretly altered and was now just an empty shell.

Inside the palace, royal guards on patrol came to investigate after hearing the commotion in the corridor.

But before they even reached the corner, they were stunned by a player who had stealthily approached from behind and applied a sleeping spell.

Without any conflict breaking out, Li Cheng tried his best to have his men choose non-lethal methods.

This way, after taking over the palace, they can continue to cooperate with the Aslans.

They were currently in a secondary hall at the back of the palace. They could reach the main hall, where Silvana was located, by simply crossing the covered bridge on the top floor.

The group easily dealt with the guards along the way and soon gathered on the covered bridge, but this hub connecting the front and rear halls was completely deserted except for them.

The bridge was unusually empty, with solemn and dignified stone statues of guardians standing on both sides, and the faint light from the braziers quietly reflecting on the white floor tiles.

"Something's not right here, everyone be careful."

Upon seeing this scene, Li Cheng knew something was wrong. According to the palace layout plan provided by Councilor Wendt, there should have been many royal guards patrolling here.

Now that his enemies were gone, he felt not at ease, but rather that things seemed even stranger.

Just then, a faint voice suddenly rang out.

"Uriel was right."

"Given Ella Hayville's despicable nature, she wouldn't just resort to a frontal assault."

The scattered starlight, drawn by the gentle breeze rising from the ground, converged in the center of the covered bridge and transformed into a slender young girl.

She wore a wine-red velvet gown, its hem billowing like a mandala blooming on the ground. A black veil hung from the noble hat atop her light golden curls, highlighting her delicate face and emerald eyes.

When the girl appeared, the air behind her rippled like a pond, and the illusion used to deceive people dissolved.

One by one, the company's spies appeared, seemingly having been waiting on the covered bridge for quite some time.

"Corporate CEO, Astra the Star Weaver."

Li Cheng said in a deep voice, "Immediately order the members of the Revelation Society to prepare."

"It seems the traitor leaked quite a bit of information to you."

Astra smiled dismissively. "But for those little mice who love to burrow, the game of hide-and-seek ends here."

"That's hard to say."

Li Cheng raised his hand, and the members behind him simultaneously drew their muskets and aimed at Astra in the arena.

Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Astra's eyes were filled with disdain. No matter how well-made the musket was, it could not possibly harm her, a goddess, in the slightest.

The next moment, dozens of muskets fired, and a dense barrage of bullets shot out like locusts.

Astra didn't even bother to move, so his subordinate, Lu Fan, a player from the company, waved his mage staff and summoned a huge water shield to block the barrage.

"If I had known that only guys of this level would come, I would have been better off going to Molten City..."

As Astra was speaking, the bullet embedded in the water suddenly exploded in front of him.

Thick smoke billowed out and instantly filled the entire covered bridge.

...A boring little trick.

Astra's eyes were obscured by the mist, but her mental perception still allowed her to accurately detect every member of the Holy Light Revelation Society a hundred meters away. She could even sense one of them approaching her at an extremely fast speed through the smoke.

Ha, you're asking for it.

Astra's lips curled up; she, who held the reins of mind, was not so easily ambushed.

But then she suddenly realized that she couldn't seem to read the thoughts of the figure so close to her.