He clapped his hands, and a flurry of footsteps immediately filled the courtyard.
The cold-blooded elite soldiers surrounded the entire courtyard with expressionless faces.
In their hands, each person held a seemingly inconspicuous dark stone.
Aurelion's eyes widened when she saw the stones.
"This is a specialty of our kingdom, the magic-resistant stone."
August said calmly:
"Although they are rare and extremely difficult to mine, as long as this item exists, the kingdom will basically not produce any mages."
The soldiers put the anti-magic stones back into their waistbands. August looked at Aurelian and slowly said:
"As I said, Your Highness, we do not want to have any conflict with the Empire."
"Therefore, your safety is definitely guaranteed."
He turned around again, facing the crimson blood moon.
"Now, please watch from the sidelines—"
"This grand banquet."
As soon as he finished speaking, countless blood slaves, as if receiving a command, knelt down and began to worship the blood moon.
Their heads kept colliding with the ground.
Even with blood splattering everywhere and bones shattering constantly, they had no intention of stopping.
Blood dripped onto the earth covered by ancient runes, which seemed to come alive, quickly absorbing the blood and glowing even brighter.
The blood slaves were as withered as dead trees, as if their life had been drained by an invisible hand.
The blood moon hanging in the sky seemed to sense the enhancement of this magic, and its red light became even more brilliant.
It illuminated almost every corner of the courtyard.
The nobles' eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if an even more terrifying beast was devouring them.
Hilda stood in the courtyard, holding Joanna in her arms; their two frail bodies appeared especially helpless under the blood moon.
Joanna raised her head expressionlessly, looked at Hilda's extremely solemn face, and asked:
"Sister, are we all going to die here?"
Hilda lowered her head, gently stroked Joanna's forehead, and whispered words of comfort:
"No, none of us will die."
After she finished speaking, she looked at August again.
That was originally the person she knew best.
At this moment, she felt only a deep sense of alienation.
In the midst of the deathly silence, a huge commotion erupted from the massive mansion in the distance.
Meanwhile, a deafening commotion suddenly erupted from the enormous mansion in the distance.
The roof of the house was pierced by red light, and a huge figure soared into the air, heading straight for the blood moon.
Everyone looked up, their eyes wide with shock.
It was a woman with bat wings.
But her sharp teeth, like those of a wild beast, and her deathly pale skin under the blood moon, were particularly eerie.
She drifted slowly down from the sky, her enormous bat wings almost obscuring half of the scarlet moon.
At that moment, August's gaze burned with intensity, as if he had seen the very thing his heart longed for:
"It is you, my queen."
"It's my destiny..."
Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, as if the sound of footsteps knocking on the stairs could be heard clearly, causing a moment of silence.
At that moment, everyone's gaze turned to the source of the sound.
Even Aurelion's eyes widened, a glimmer of hope appearing in them.
It was a man wearing a black trench coat.
He put his hands in his pockets, and everyone made way for him.
Until he walked into the crowd and came to stand before August.
Viktor's gaze first swept over the blood-red figure floating in the sky, then took in the chilling crimson scene on the ground.
Finally, he turned his attention to August.
August also looked at Victor, his eyes slightly raised, revealing a very confident smile:
"Congressman Clavner..."
"Your Majesty August."
Victor's voice rang out calmly, interrupting August's words.
"Are you saying that we, the people of the Empire, shouldn't interfere in the affairs of your kingdom, right?"
These were the very words August had just spoken to Aurelion.
And now, Victor repeated those words again.
Although he didn't know what Victor meant, August nodded nonetheless.
“That’s right, Mr. Congressman.”
"Even you have no right to interfere in our kingdom."
Viktor stood in the courtyard, his eyes slightly closed, and said thoughtfully:
"I see."
Suddenly, a bluebird with slender feathers slowly flew down from the sky.
It came into everyone's view, carrying with it an endless stream of magic.
August's pupils contracted slightly, utterly astonished.
"...Magic? That shouldn't be the case."
The anti-magic stone had sealed off all magic present, which was August's confidence when facing Victor.
But now, why is there a bird made of magic?
"This is the Natural Sparrow, a special magic created by our Mage Council member Rachel Azure."
After giving August's question a concise answer, Victor stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
Above the sky, the blue bird suddenly created an illusory screen.
"Hello? Um, can you hear me?"
In the image, a smartly dressed, black-haired woman occupies the center of the entire screen.
At this moment, she was standing in the palace, surrounded by countless imperial ministers.
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