Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 13 The Weight of the Crown
"Sure enough!" Lucia thought to herself.

This huge army that started from Rodel during the War of Unification, wiped out the Giant Dynasty in the north, then went south to conquer Stonewell, and finally swept Gelid in the east is the predecessor of countless faded people in later generations, and it is the only one. Only the invincible division who swept the world with his soldiers can give birth to many heroes among the faded ones who are like shooting stars across the sky.

The narration of Elder Morrell, the historical materials he has reviewed by himself during this period of time, and the many researches he has done in his previous life combined together, which gave him a glimpse of the truth buried in history——the incident that happened in Gelid Although the exile happened extremely suddenly, whether it was the Eternal Queen and the Warlord themselves, or many mainland forces who were bystanders, they all behaved quite calmly in the face of this incident.

Afterwards, Malika was still the only true god of the highest, most benevolent, and most virtuous gods in the borderlands, and the exiled Ge Fulei and his warriors were still engraved in the history books of the dynasty as the greatest heroes in the unification war.

Looking at it, it seems that it was not a betrayal of a dead dog, but a new mission given to her by God, and Wang chose to bear everything silently, counting the emerging dynasty and glorious hegemony Give up, take his battle ax and the warriors to move on.

Lucia breathed a sigh of relief, and brought back his trembling mind. The previous questioning about the background of the Offnell family was naturally not aimless. Now he can basically confirm that the difficult Sir Baizhi is not at the border at this time. On the other hand, Ofnir, who is behind Hector, is a member of the new party through and through, and he has made it clear that he will not give himself a good face in the next proton career, so it is self-evident what he should do.

"Egges, Guerrell." He called the names of the two guard captains, "You two set off overnight, Guerrell is responsible for keeping an eye on Clivell, and Eggers is going to watch the Asian hybrid Allied Forces."

"Tomorrow morning we will set off for Didas on time. I will take Elder Murrell and a few personal guards out of the main force temporarily on the grounds of hunting, and come to a place near the sunset pass. At that time, you only need to do Two good things—first, make sure that Hector and his guards are all killed by those demihumans, and second, kill the entire coalition army after the two young men attack Clivell, and then Bring Clivell to me."

"Kill the entire coalition army?" Guerrell's face turned pale. "Is it really necessary? We just need to kill Soretto and Turak, and at most a few leading chiefs, and they will naturally."

"We have no choice," Lucia said lightly, "I don't deny that they are a group of poor people, but at this moment, they are a group of unstable factors who know the identity of Cliveville, a group of desires to be killed and plundered." Dazed beasts, any one of them may expose Clivell's betrayal to the Golden Dynasty in the future, or they may flee all the way after we defeat them, breaking into unsuspecting farms outside the city with hatchets, Kill all the living things they see—I think that's something we would rather not see?"

In fact, everyone in this imperial tent knew that the fate of all of them was doomed from the moment the half-breed priest who was dying spent his whole life trying to assemble this coalition army.

Kruger far overestimated his control over the coalition forces, and underestimated the madness of this group of demihumans and hybrids when they faced Karen City. He might want to bring a bright future to the dozens of tribes in Nangemir. In the future, the only concept his people can understand is smashing the city in front of them, killing, robbing, and eating it as they please
And after tonight, the coalition forces without Kruger will be completely reduced to a group of unrestrained wild beasts, and all the negotiations between Clareville and them will lose the basis for effectiveness, even if Lucia is willing to do whatever it takes. Mobilizing the troops under his command to drive them all the way into the vast wasteland of Nangemir can't change this fact at all.

"I understand." After hanging his head in silence for a long time, Guerrell replied dully, then gave a military salute, turned around and took orders.

Aegis, who had always been extremely calm, also saluted Lucia at this time, and then left the imperial tent.

After the two captains of the personal guard left, Lucia discussed with the two elders and the knight commanders the arrangements for the departure of the mission tomorrow, and finalized the list of people who would follow him on a "safari" to the Sunset Pass. Only one day has passed since the assassination of the god-skinned nobleman, so everyone can't help but be cautious.

It wasn't until an hour later that the imperial tent was finally emptied. After sitting quietly for a while, Lucia turned off the lamp and lay down on the bed. His mind moved, and he entered the memory battlefield.

But this time, he didn't rush to fight passionately with his old opponent Samuel, but used his mental power to construct an armchair, and sat on it looking up at the cold and dead starry sky above his head.

With the blessing of the memory battlefield, his mental strength has reached unimaginable strength. As long as he is not in any reminiscence battle mode that simulates the real state, the speed of his thinking can also be greatly improved.He reviewed the decision he had just made over and over again. Even though it was the result of his deliberation, he was still questioning himself repeatedly, whether there was a better solution.

No - this was the only answer he got after countless times of thinking.

Rescuing Clivell is only a trivial part of his plan. He needs to use the hands of the demihumans to eliminate the new party forces headed by Hector in Karen City, and then quell the war as the ancient dragon and demigod who happened to pass by here. Write a letter to Queen Malika to support Clivell as Karen's next ruler.

Claywell was born as a court perfumer, so he was naturally close to the old party in terms of standpoint. Considering the foundation and reputation he had accumulated in Karen over the past five years, coupled with Lucia's help, the Queen had no reason to refuse.

After this incident, the old party can replace the new party to control the strategically important Karen, and Lucia can control Clivell from behind the scenes, planting the first nail belonging to Sky City in the vital part of the Golden Dynasty. As for Karen's [-] civilians can also escape the catastrophe of the destruction of the city.
The plans are intertwined, every detail has been carefully considered by him, and everything seems so reasonable. However, in this plan that can ensure the maximum benefit, he lightly decides the life and death of everyone in the sunset pass.

Lucia stared at the wrecked stars, and for some reason suddenly thought of the wasteland where the stars fell like rain after defeating General Broken Star in the previous life. Under the blood-red quicksand, there were countless bones of sacrificed soldiers buried. , They also lived extremely vividly, but they were crushed to pieces by the times in that catastrophic war.

Regardless of the past and the present, looking at the past, present and future of the junction, the pace of the times seems to be always led by a few gods, kings or other similar existences, and on the track of the kings, the passing of mortal lives seems to be It's just a few footnotes embellishing the hegemony in the history books, no one cares about it, no one cares.

Perhaps in a certain corner of time and space, there are people who are so touched by him, and are even overwhelmed by the heavy pressure of the mountains and seas, but in the end, they will all have no choice.

He is only the quasi-king of the Dragon Clan and can only be responsible to the Dragon Clan.

At this moment, he hadn't put on the crown that belonged to Fam Yazra, but he could already feel the blood-stained weight on the crown.

(End of this chapter)