The church was directly destroyed and all the clergy inside were captured and executed. Even the eldest prince Harold could not escape the pursuit. When he tried to escape from the capital during the chaos, he was hit in the chest by a volley of musket fire and died on the spot.

Hattar immediately announced that the culprit who caused the chaos in the capital and the heavy casualties had been executed, and the next day he hastily ascended the throne in front of a group of nobles, and then he was generously rewarded! Some nobles who were willing to express their support were all given gold, silver and territory. Lynn and Anthony, who had made the greatest contributions, were even canonized as dukes of the kingdom, and as promised, the entire large area of ​​land in the southern part of the kingdom by the sea was canonized.

These territories originally belonged to Earl Joyce and several marquises of the kingdom. Now they either died in the battle or were captured for standing on the wrong side. In order to win over the wizards and fight against the empire and the church together, Hattar was naturally very generous.

As for other people who made contributions in this battle for the throne, Hattar did not treat them unfairly. For example, Redel was conferred the title of earl. After all, it was he who led the troops to attack the royal capital and defeated the guards of the royal city. His contribution was not small.

The musketeer who was lucky enough to kill Harold also became a noble and was awarded the title of viscount.

"How does it feel to have gained the status of a noble, Redel?" Lynn said teasingly.

"It's not good, Lord Linn. Accepting the title from His Majesty Hattar would go against everything we have done before. We eliminated the old nobles and then became the new nobles." Redel said in confusion.

"Our efforts are certainly not in vain, but things have to be done step by step, right?" Lin En shook his head.

Lin En was somewhat happy that Redel was able to stick to his original intention and was not affected by the sudden change in his identity. In history, there were many people who could burst out with amazing willpower in the early stages of the revolution, but once they gained power and status, they quickly became corrupt and degenerate. This was also the root cause of the widespread existence of the historical cycle law...

"You can come to Yieta in a few days. I think you should be able to find some answers there!" Lin En said with a smile.

"Yetta?" Redel murmured longingly. He had heard the wizards talk about this magical place.

It is a city built by wizards, full of magical power.

"Dean, the fireworks you asked us to make are ready!" Just as the two were chatting, Lydia hurried over, shouting excitedly.

"Okay, let's go and take a look together!" Lin En nodded.

Tonight, a grand banquet was held in the royal capital to celebrate the new king's ascension to the throne. However, Lin En was not interested in playing along with those nobles. He had his own way of celebrating!

At this moment, the square of the royal capital was already crowded with people. After a long journey and a whole night of fighting, the musketeers and miners were finally able to completely relax. They lit a bonfire in the center of the square, and while eating the barbecue and fine wine that were sent to them, they talked about last night's victory and honor.

Especially those musketeers who followed Ham to the prince's mansion, were using their shallow vocabulary to describe the shocking scene of the thunder falling from the sky.

Even some civilians from the royal capital got involved, which was also specially arranged by Lin En.

After the battle in the royal capital ended, Lin En asked all the free people to help the affected civilians rebuild their homes, and gave them a certain amount of compensation in exchange for the civilians' trust.

Hattar didn't care much about the lives of these civilians, but he would not offend them because of such a small matter.

So when holding the celebration tonight, Lin En asked them to invite all the civilians they had helped.

In the end, less than a quarter of the civilians dared to accept the invitation, but this was undoubtedly a good start. The change of concepts always takes time...

"Master Lin En..."

As soon as Lin En's figure was seen, cheers immediately rang out in the square. Everyone stood up and spontaneously made way.

After last night's battle, no one would be unaware of this great wizard who was so powerful that he could change the sky with a wave of his hand and send down terrifying divine thunder to destroy thousands of guards.

There are even rumors that the projection of God that appeared in the sky above the royal capital yesterday was also destroyed by this seemingly young wizard.

In the eyes of many people, Lin En is the incarnation of the God of Thunder, a true god, or a messenger of God. Looking at the excited expressions of the crowd, Lin En smiled and said, "Everyone, please sit down. This victory is the result of the joint efforts of all of us. The strength of each person is indispensable..."

"But you must remember that this victory is only temporary. The Empire and the Church still exist. They want to destroy the fruits of our victory and drive all of you back to the dark mines. You work hard but don't get the rewards you deserve..."

Lynn looked around at everyone present, watching the expressions on their faces turn to anger.

"Then defeat them!"

A drunk miner shouted loudly, as if a bomb had exploded in the crowd, and the whole square was boiling. Everyone shouted that they wanted to overthrow the church and the empire and blow their heads off with muskets.

"Well said! There is nothing to be afraid of the Empire and the Church. Use the muskets in your hands to smash them all. Even gods will eventually fall under the power of magic and technology!" Lin En shouted loudly and raised the wine glass in his hand.

"For now, enjoy this banquet and celebrate our victory! From now on, you are no longer miners, and you will not be hunted by the kingdom. You are all free!"

As Lynn's words were heard, deafening cheers rang out in the square. Everyone held up their wooden cups, chanting "Long live freedom" and "Fuck God!", and then laughed together as they poured the strong liquor in their cups down their throats.

Lynn quietly made a gesture, and Lydia, who had been waiting, quickly lit the fireworks placed in the square.

With the sound of "whoosh", the people in the square soon saw the gorgeous scene. Streams of light of various colors flew into the sky and then exploded. The colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky like a bouquet of flowers in midsummer. (End of this chapter)