Chapter 416 Acting

The People's Army and the Fellowes were in a stalemate at Breaking Waves Bay, and the most tense place was probably the Royal City.

Osiris City had fallen into the hands of the ghosts, and Breaker Bay was already occupied by foreigners. If the civilian army seized Breaker Bay, they would likely attack the royal city from both sides. If the civilian army was defeated—the people of Ferros were clearly awaiting the arrival of winter, as the severe cold would unleash the ice dragon's even more terrifying power, putting the royal city in imminent danger.

Who should the Royal City support? The royal family, nobles, clergy, and ministers argued fiercely. The new nobility, led by the Queen, and the new Pope, Parvaton Miller, supported collaborating with the civilian army to drive the Ferros from Breakers Bay. But who could guarantee that those murderous slaves wouldn't turn around and storm the Royal City in a split second?

But more traditional nobles support and cooperate with the people of Fellos to suppress the people's army, although no one can guarantee that those greedy Arctic wolves will not want more.

Of course, no one stood up and proposed to drive both parties out together - if the empire could really do all this, how could it allow the situation to develop to this point?

The so-called early death or late death is a very serious question.

However, during this period, a rebellion broke out in the royal city, shocking the Silver Iris Empire and even the entire world.

Under the powerful pressure of the People's Army and the Queen's iron-blooded purge, many old aristocratic forces headed by Duke Camus finally lost their patience and led their private soldiers to "invite" Cassius II away while he was watching a play they had staged outside the palace. They "advised" the king to order the execution of Queen Esmeralda who was "in cahoots" with the People's Army, negotiate peace with the people of Ferros, and work together to repel the People's Army outside the royal city.

What was particularly funny was that just a day ago, the Queen had purged a group of old nobles who were in charge of military power under Duke Kamu on the grounds that they were "suspected of having ties with the People's Party."

All this happened so suddenly. By the time Queen Esmeralda personally led the royal army to quell the rebellion and Duke Camu and others were thrown into prison, Cassius II had already signed an agreement to cooperate with the people of Feroth and had sent it to the people of Feroth - at least he had not yet signed the king's special order to execute the queen.

"What can I do?" Cassius II said to his exasperated wife, feeling both aggrieved and justified. "Those bastards chopped off the heads of the actors I carefully trained one after another in front of me, then pointed a sword at my neck and forced me to sign a paper—I was so scared that I almost pissed myself. I didn't even know what I was signing!"

If these foolish moves had been carried out in secret, there might still have been a chance of recovery. However, it was too late. The rebellion was so catastrophic that news spread like wildfire. The news that King Cassius II of the Silver Iris Empire was planning to cooperate with the people of Feroth and expel and suppress the Limin Army fighting the foreign enemy spread throughout the empire at an incredibly terrifying speed.

The news that the king had defected to foreign enemies and led the treason made every Silver Iris person extremely angry.

In a short while, bad news flew to the royal city one after another. Many royal regions that were supposed to be under the actual control of the empire united and announced that they would no longer provide any taxes and manpower to the royal family that "colluded with foreign races and betrayed the people."

Many imperial armies mutinied. Even at the moment of receiving the news, many imperial soldiers who were still defending the city gates from the people's army immediately laid down their weapons, shouting slogans such as "The king is a traitor", and chose to open the city gates and surrender to the people's army.

Esmerel's nails dug into her palm, drawing blood, but she seemed insensitive. The Silver Iris Empire's royal family had maintained its legitimacy for centuries, and everything she had painstakingly built was practically destroyed by a single signature from Cassius II.

At this moment, it was no use announcing the withdrawal of the king's order again. The only thing to do was to bite the bullet and go along with it, hoping that she could really drive away the people's army together with the people of Ferros - and this was what Duke Kamu hoped to see. After all, she was one step behind and fell into the hands of a cunning, greedy and stupid old noble whom she had never taken seriously.

On the other side, the professor also received the message.

History is such a twisted story; one fool can sometimes be more destructive than a hundred wise men. The other party had effectively torn apart the royal family's legitimacy, personally clearing the way for his opponents to "make the royal family officially history"—of course, this also brought a terrifying enemy equipped with jet weapons to the People's Army.

Sonic weapons have begun to be deployed intensively at several key strait entrances and on protruding capes facing the deep-sea trench, ensuring that a large magic array can be formed that covers the designated sea area.

At the same time, Azuka, who had been sent away by him to investigate whether the sea god Odileus had left any other traces, also returned. In order to ensure that he could confuse the goddess of love and make her believe that he was really dissatisfied with the gods, he even deliberately staged a scene with others.

Since Marcyline wasn't good at acting, even the other party was kept in the dark for the time being - although Azuka suspected that the red-haired girl, who was always very intuitive, would probably find out soon.

This "dispute" broke out in public, and the professor proposed a very risky plan, which required using his own real coordinates as bait to lure the "White Nightmare" out of the trench and head to the predetermined sea area where the weapon would be most effective according to calculations.

"I disagree."

The young man, completely cloaked in his cloak, spoke with an unprecedentedly harsh and forceful tone. He seemed so exhausted that he didn't resort to his usual gentle and tactful persuasion. Instead, he simply rejected the offer, saying, "Nothing is more important than your life. I will not allow you to put yourself in danger for a dragon."

"This is the most efficient and reliable method," Ghost said, his voice suddenly cold after being so bluntly disobeyed. "If we find that White Nightmare is hiding too deep in combat, preventing the sonic weapon from achieving the desired effect, what will our people do? Will we all perish in the Dragon's Mouth?"

"So you're planning on throwing yourself into the sea as bait?" The other man sounded almost amused by his anger. "Do you know what you're about to face? A vast ocean and an enraged frost dragon! You even forbid me from accompanying you for the so-called 'effect'. What if I don't arrive in time?"

"That only shows your incompetence." The black-haired young man seemed extremely impatient.

He raised his chin slightly, irritatingly, and said in an unusually caustic tone, "Your Excellency, please note that I do not need you to approve my decisions at all times, nor am I asking for your opinion. I simply require you to obey my orders. If you cannot do that, please let me know in advance, and I will replace you with someone who can carry out my orders."

"Wait, wait, that's really a bit too much!" Marcylin, who had been watching the two of them bickering for no apparent reason, finally reacted. She tried to lighten the mood, but her friend's sudden laughter sent a chill down her spine.

...Damn it, this means the other party is probably really angry.

"……Order?"

——Need to change people?

The god slowly chewed on the words. He stood in the center of the tent, as if an invisible pressure was constantly gathering and compressing around him, and he was the eye of the storm. The surrounding generals looked at each other in bewilderment, barely daring to breathe.

Maxine frowned immediately and subconsciously moved a little closer to the professor. At the same time, an absurd sense of strangeness made her expression become more serious as she looked at the two guys carefully.

...No, something's wrong.

She gestured to the other generals, telling them to leave quickly - the two men did not try to stop her, or they were too busy "arguing" with each other.

"Watch your words, sir." Azuka's face was calm, and his tone was even unusually gentle and friendly. "You don't want to know what will happen to you if you truly anger me."

"Are you threatening me?" The other person still refused to give in.

"I'm curious," he sneered. His smoky gray eyes were so cold and sharp that they seemed to be able to pierce through the deepest evil thoughts in a person's heart. "Do you care about my life, or do you care about the ridiculous pleasure of controlling everything about me and being able to manipulate my fate once again?"

There was a suffocating silence.

"...Why do you think so?"

The god's voice was so gentle it seemed like a whisper, but the other two's expressions changed slightly. No one could ignore the suppressed anger of the god that instantly swept through the entire tent. The professor even swayed slightly.

But before he could say anything, the blond young man gently interrupted him. A closer look revealed that his jaw was set tightly. "I think you're a little...uncalm right now."

"We'll discuss this after you calm down." He took a deep breath, seemingly regaining his composure. With a creepy gentleness and a hint of ominous meaning, he said, "...It's okay. You're just a little stressed out. I'll help you... 'relax.'"

With that, he left without a second glance, not even looking back, as if he would do something irreparable if he stayed any longer. Marcylin was left staring blankly at her friend's back for a moment, then at the tyrant, whose pale face was now tinged with a faint redness, perhaps from anger.

...So what on earth are these two guys doing? She thought with extreme suspicion. She didn't believe that His Majesty, who was essentially gentle, would say such heartbreaking words to others. Azuka, who was usually "doting" on others, would never lose her temper like this... Uh, probably not?

But before she could open her mouth, she was stopped calmly: "Mashilin, don't ask."

In the corner of the tent, a trace of imperceptible divine power left by the God of Love swirled in satisfaction, then quietly dissipated.

...Yes, that's it, suspicion and resentment take root deep in the intelligent soul - what a perfect crack!