T/N Guys am gonna pub 15 chap for bonus 🙂
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welp cause i just almost get Isekai by some dude so am being grateful to god and release bonus chap
ps sry for my bad english and thank you for all of your support and your time for reading this note, once again thanks
“Well…
should I say I have no objections?”
Truth be told, the Sanguinarch did feel dissatisfied with the decisions of this meeting, but it was mostly a sense of helplessness.
It was the helplessness of an old era being unable to push back against the new.
Just as he, the Sanguinarch, lacked the absolute confidence and certainty to defeat a Victorian warship fleet, the ancient Royal Courts could no longer lead Kazdel and the Sarkaz into a brighter future.
Whether Court Lords, Demon Kings, Behemoths, or even gods, none could withstand the march of time.
The Sanguinarch lowered his head slightly.
A trace of complex emotion flickered in his seemingly lifeless crimson eyes.
“In that war, which should have been desperate, besieged on all sides, and seemingly endless, I saw the Nachzehrers devouring enemies in mortal combat, the Banshees’ witchcraft shattering positions, and my beloved Prince fighting to the death with Leithanien casters and Gaulish royal guards.”
At that time, the Sanguinarch was undoubtedly surprised and exhilarated, because he had witnessed the power of the Sarkaz pushing back against the rest of the land.
But later on, as he watched the Lucifer of that time on the verge of complete annihilation from self-destruction, he realized the truth.
It was merely a desperate burst of power for the Sarkaz, a final flash of dying light, the struggles of the Sarkaz devils.
The Nachzehrers grew stronger in battle only by consuming the corpses and life force of their own kin.
The Banshees tore through enemy lines only by stacking up the lives of their own people.
Even Lucifer—had he not arrived in time to bestow the Blessing of Blood, Lucifer would have likely decayed into a mindless bloodspawn creature long ago.
“I thought the Era of Six Heroes, which is still sung about today, would be a new beginning for Kazdel.
What a pity…”
“The wheels of history always roll forward, Great Duke.
Just don’t get rolled under the tires, or I’ll have to scrape you off with a shovel.”
Lucifer, who was supposed to be just listening, offered a quiet “consolation” to the Sanguinarch.
Consider it a small token of gratitude for the Sanguinarch restoring his sanity back then.
But no matter how quietly Lucifer spoke, he couldn’t escape the ears of the others.
Theresa couldn’t help but giggle, covering her mouth.
Who would have thought that a cruel, shadowy tyrant like the Sanguinarch would be “consoled” by his own subordinate?
One could only wonder what kind of expressions the Nachzehrer King and Llamarein had behind their bandages and veils.
“…”
However, compared to the others who were enjoying the entertainment, Theresis’s gaze toward Lucifer was much more complex.
He hadn’t expected Lucifer to understand the nature of historical progression and systemic reform.
This level of thinking didn’t seem like a typical Sanguine…
Oh, right, Lucifer was an anomaly among Sanguines.
It was just his own stereotype speaking.
Theresis never held stereotypes against Sanguines or any other race, so no matter how he looked at it, it was all the fault of Duq’arael next to him.
Duq’arael!
You must repent!
But in all seriousness, whether they were shapeshifters with lifespans of thousands or tens of thousands of years, Behemoths, or Beast Sovereigns, as individuals, they could never stop the wheels of history.
Therefore, Kazdel’s reforms had to happen.
“Then the decision is made.
The Royal Courts may still command their own members and retain their authority among themselves, but all Courts must obey the orders of the Military Commission.”
Theresis stood up and spoke decisively.
He had no intention of letting the tradition of subordinates usurping their superiors repeat itself.
As Theresis’s unquestionable voice fell, no opposing voices rose in the conference room.
But there were other voices.
“…So, I still have the authority to manage my subordinates.
Lucifer, I recall you are only here to listen.
You do not speak for the Sanguine Court.
You have crossed the line.”
“My mistake, Duke.
Please show some mercy.
I still have a Lich and Warfarin to support at home.”
Lucifer admitted his mistake at lightning speed, terrified that the Sanguinarch would make things difficult for him or actually try to pass the title of Court Lord down to him.
Ermengarde, however, blinked in confusion.
Since when had she become part of Lucifer’s household?
Was it just because she slept at his house for one night and let him touch her “void”?
The Sanguinarch cast a disdainful glance at Ermengarde, then ignored both her and Lucifer.
“Hmph.
In that case, I have no objections.”
“…”
Theresis, who had already sat down, looked back at the Sanguinarch.
He had already finished explaining the decisions and decrees.
What were you showing off for?
Theresis had flipped through the dialogue script of Chapter 16 of this book multiple times, and still couldn’t figure it out—who asked you?
“Ahem, since everyone can agree, that’s for the best.”
Theresa, playing the good cop, stretched her arms as she saw that the meeting had gone smoothly.
In fact, the ultimate goal of holding this meeting was to convince the Sanguinarch, but neither Theresa nor Theresis expected him to back down so quickly.
Theresa had thought she might need to use the power of the Black Crown to “calm” the Sanguinarch, but that turned out to be unnecessary.
But it was a good thing that the Sanguinarch realized individual heroism could not compete with a state machine.
So what if the Nachzehrer King could reject death?
So what if the Sanguinarch could slaughter Behemoths?
So what if the Demon King could rule the Sarkaz?
Kazdel had still crumbled time and again, and generations of Sarkaz remained trapped in the mire of war.
“Then this meeting is concluded.
The War Council is hereby dissolved.
I have other matters to attend to.
Farewell.”
Theresis announced the end of the meeting and left first.
It was clear he was indeed very busy, leaving no time to catch up with Theresa.
“Well~ I happen to have no other business to handle today.
Llamarein, shall we head back to the valley and catch up?”
“Sure.”
Theresa and Llamarein, the two best friends, walked away hand in hand.
“…”
Well, now Lucifer knew why Theresis was so busy.
As the attendees prepared to disperse, the Sanguinarch wanted to call Lucifer over, but saw that he had already grouped up with Ermengarde and was walking out of the conference room side by side.
Where was the respect in a Prince leaving without greeting the Duke?
The Sanguine Swiss Roll was furious!
But just as he was about to call out to Lucifer, the Nachzehrer King stopped him from behind.
“Stop meddling in the affairs of the youth.
Let us leave as well.”
“…If my memory serves, I still have the right to summon my subordinates.
I do not believe this is any of your business.”
“I simply feel that nothing good ever happens when you call him.”
“…Hence why I cannot stand you, old man.”
The Nachzehrer King did not reply further, letting out a dark chuckle as he floated into the air and slowly drifted away.
Leaving the Sanguinarch as the last to depart the conference room, having to close the door behind himself.
Caring for the empty-nest elderly Duq’arael is not our job; let his waiting remain a regret.