Definitely Not a Witch

A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.

Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...

Chapter 662: The Crimson Country

Western Continent, Crimson Empire.

Six years had passed since that earth-shattering upheaval. After experiencing civil unrest in the imperial capital, power shifts, and other chaotic struggles, the country had finally stabilized for a while.

While the old nobles survived, their power and influence were diminished. The new emperor promoted numerous distinguished military nobles into high-ranking and key positions of power. Most of these nobles came from humble backgrounds and inherently conflicted with the nobles, eroding their power and interests over the years.

Faced with this situation, the great nobles had originally prepared to unite in resistance, but thanks to the new emperor's sophisticated political tactics, some of the great nobles were bribed and appointed representatives to the new Council of Nobles, whose power was even greater than before. This also caused divisions within the nobility, and the rebellions that had been surging undercurrents and erupting in various places were exposed by internal traitors.

After receiving the news, the emperor sent his legions to various places to suppress the rebellion, and seized the land, wealth, and power of the rebellious nobles, and distributed part of them as rewards to the legions that suppressed the rebellion. In this way, he firmly grasped the support of the military.

But he did not completely lose his mind and overthrow all the great nobles. After he secured his position, he gradually adopted a conciliatory policy, winning over many of the great nobles to balance the power of the upper echelons of the country and prevent it from being completely biased towards one side.

In this way, after six years, this emperor who was only in his twenties had firmly grasped this vast empire and implemented his will throughout the empire.

With the implementation of the new military merit system, more and more civilians and nobles joined the army, emulating the rise of the empire hundreds of years ago.

This year, another round of imperial preaching teams set out from the imperial capital to the local areas. They wore crimson robes, held codes and scepters, and preached the will of the emperor.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, the country's landscape has undergone tremendous changes. Previous oppression and injustice have been greatly alleviated through the military's enforcement and trials. Many of the old powerful have been purged and overthrown, and the country has begun to flourish with new vitality. Those who have fallen victim to famine and poverty have also been recruited into the army, gradually improving public security.

The big city in the south, Seratis.

Eight maroon military horses were pulling slowly in front, and the carriage at the rear looked like a ladder. A ceremonial officer in a gorgeous red robe and a golden crown stood on it, shouting loudly.

In front of and around the carriage were soldiers in steel armor and dark red cloaks, holding high their spears and flags, with bright red rose patterns fluttering in the wind.

This ceremonial officer from the imperial capital conveyed the emperor's words and will. His voice, influenced by his extraordinary power, traveled far and wide, attracting residents from all over the city.

"To end this thousand years of turmoil, to open up more land, and to allow the people of the empire to live a better life."

"We, the people of the Crimson Empire, will use swords to plow out the land and everything the empire needs!" The ceremonial officer read the emperor's words aloud. As the vehicle moved forward, waves of bright red petals fluttered in the wind and danced in the air.

The city's citizens crowded the streets, children, men and women, merchants and vendors, nobles and commoners, all watching the orderly and majestic marching formations. Some cheered, others chatted, the scene was lively and boisterous. Those eyes held reverence and enthusiasm.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, this religious-like worship has become increasingly popular. Some nobles even suspect that this is secretly promoted by the new emperor to consolidate his power and rule.

But it must be said that the timing of the coup was too coincidental, and the sun and moon shining together at the critical moment, which completely tilted the balance in favor of the Edelman brothers, allowing them to clear the obstacles with overwhelming force and seize the throne.

This also gave them a sense of destiny, which led to the spread of folk worship.

On the tall carriage, the gorgeously dressed ceremonial officer was still shouting loudly, his voice like thunder, spreading in all directions.

"Then, for the supreme glory of the empire, and for yourselves."

"Are you willing to launch an all-out war?"

"willing!"

The fanatical and unified voice overwhelmed everything, and this huge and powerful empire finally burned like a flame.

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Old Lurna, now the Glazed Province of Crancia, Haoshi County.

The mine on the mountain was filled with prisoners in coarse linen grey clothes, holding hoes in their hands, laboriously and carefully digging the ore on the mountain wall.

This mine produces a fragile type of weather vane zircon, an extraordinary material required for certain alchemical creations. However, due to its fragile texture, it cannot be mined violently, so miners collect it by hand.

Under the scorching sun, many mines are directly exposed to the sun, and the working environment is very harsh.

A man in his forties was still bending over, carefully digging out a small weather vane zircon that he had found, which was hidden and embedded in the rock and soil.

The light red soil and gravel gradually peeled off, and the stone as big as a quail egg slowly appeared. The man then carefully took it away and placed it in a small jar beside him. The jar had already been padded with dusty cotton to prevent it from breaking.

"Huh, it's not easy." He exhaled and wiped his forehead with his dusty arm to prevent sweat from getting into his eyes.

The man slowly straightened his back, trying not to strain it by moving too quickly. Ever since the world changed, he had lost his extraordinary powers and was now just a fragile middle-aged man.

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