In front of all the knights there, Emery demonstrated his ability to slash his opponents without using his sword, his opponents could only look at each other with fear etched all over their faces. Even Fantumar couldn't hide his expression, as he stumbled a few steps back in fear.
Emery would be lying if he said he did not enjoy looking at the fat nobleman squirm and run for his life. Without regard for his image, Fantumar turned tail and ran towards the crowd of knights.
"Protect me!! Protect me! Kill him!"
His voice was loud and shrill, Emery couldn't help but compare it to the noises made by animals bound for slaughter. More knights entered the room in response to his pleas.
The new knights did not really know what happened. Upon entering, all they could see was their leader running away in fear and the bodies piled all over the palace hall.
The knights pulled out their swords and dashed at Emery, but none of them could stop him. With each slash of his blade, one or two knights would die. Emery kept walking towards the terrified fat noble step by step, even as Fantumar's body began to shine with sweat.
"Arghh! Kill him! Kill him!!"
With the help of his spirit sense, Emery could tell there were still around a few hundred knights waiting outside. They had surrounded the palace.
He didn't mind killing them, as they were stupid enough to be manipulated by the fat noble, but on the other hand, he was not a fan of creating pointless bloodbaths.
The fat noble kept running, while barking orders for his knights to attack. He ran towards the entrance, but as he reached out to open it, Emery appeared in front of him just before he could step out of the door.
Emery grabbed the fat noble by the nape of his neck before casting [Blink] to reappear back on the far end of the room, right next to the throne.
He forced Fantumar to look at him and glared.
"Tell them to stop, or I will kill you now!"
The noble was afraid and the fact Emery took him back to the end of the room only made him even more terrified. With trembling lips, he shouted at the knights who were ready to attack.
"Stop! Stop! Do not attack!"
With his order, all the few hundred knights stopped at once.
At the same time, Emery's friends, Marc and Lucas walked closer to him and said.
"Lanzelot, you… You are a wizard?"
Emery only nodded. There was no time to explain and, even if time was on their side, he had no wish to explain any of this to the two knights. He tossed Fantumar towards the floor in front of them and said. "Hold this man, will you?"
The two pulled out their sword and pointed the tip to the terrified noble's neck.
"Not so mighty now, aren't you?!" Marc exclaimed, unable to hide the anger in his voice.
Emery quickly walked towards the dying king. Gwen had applied the paste he gave her, but it seemed the old king's wounds were not closing fast enough to save his life. Gwen held onto his father's hand and whispered her wishes, keeping the futile hope in her heart for her father's survival.
"How is he?" Emery asked.
Gwen shook her head and Emery instantly understood. The king was on his last throes.
As he walked closer, the king stared at him and said.
"Young man… please… save my daughter, take her away…"
Emery was a little conflicted. In his heart, he had never liked the king.
But at this moment, his hatred felt distant. All he saw in front of him right now was a loving father who wished for nothing but his daughter's safety. Faced with such a request, Emery decided to nod.
"Yvain approached them, faced the opposing knights and said.
"With sir Lanzelot's strength, we might be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive."
All of a sudden, the previously terrified noble gathered the courage to shout back in defiance.
"Reinforcement! No one is coming! All of you will die right here! Die!"
Emery gave the man a slight annoyed glance and, in an instant, the fat noble stopped talking.
Then, his attention was pulled back, as the king coughed up blood. Once more, Gwen cried and held her father's hand tightly, her tears flowing and dripping onto the palace hall's floor. Everyone there could see the king was at his end.
"My dear daughter… He is right… The nobles have betrayed us… There is no hope for Lioness, for we… have… lost…" The old king said in-between breaths.
"No, father! I… I…"
Gwen felt helpless. There was so much she wanted to say, but no words came out of her mouth.
With the last of his strength, the king tried to grab Gwen's face. "My… My poor daughter, now you are free… Promise… me… Only do… whatever makes you happy…."
Gwen nodded and opened her mouth to speak, but she stopped as she saw the gentle light of his father's eyes fade. The king had breathed his last and with it the Lioness kingdom welcomed its end.
The Lioness' sole princess, who always tried to hold on and be tough, instantly lost her calm. All the façade, the walls she built all around her heart to survive the hardship within the kingdom, broke apart in seconds and she held the king's hand tightly, while crying out his name. Her sorrow made Emery's heart tremble slightly.
Yvain, along with all the remaining knights, quickly kneeled and gave their last respect to the king.
"Long live the king!"
There was a total, palpable silence for a few seconds,
Afterward, with his enhanced sense, Emery could tell more enemy troops were moving towards the castle.
He kneeled next to Gwen, touched the crying princess' shoulders
"We need to go now."
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Author monthly note (no coin cost - erase later)
Dear Earth Greatest Magus Reader, thank you for your support.
Its really really amazing how much love and support you gave to me and the Novel
This August I write a total of 120 chapters and finally reach the published target
My August Chapters were:
Earth Greatest Magus 60 chapters
Blood Elf Monarch 60 chapters
For you my Earth Greatest Magus Reader, Good News, this September the novel has reached its first year anniversary, hence only this month you can see the special privilege price of 999 for 45 chapters. (This month only) SPOILER - Emery's romance will be settled in these privileged chapters. (many readers find it unpredictable)
Dont forget to vote for your golden ticket for this novel. extra bonus chapter 3 extra per week if we could maintain the top 15 ranks and will do 5 extra per week if we manage to reach the top 10.
Thank you for your continuous support. Hope you are as excited as I am to continue this journey together.
If you really wish to support me more, please do so by:
Reading my other two novels Blood Elf Monarch and Doomsday Pillars. Which all three are under the same universe, just different times and places and will eventually intertwine later.
The Blood Elf Monarch is currently on the last month in the spirit competition and really needs much more support
Thank you again and don't forget to join the monthly event on discord. Thank you
In front of all the knights there, Emery demonstrated his ability to slash his opponents without using his sword, his opponents could only look at each other with fear etched all over their faces. Even Fantumar couldn't hide his expression, as he stumbled a few steps back in fear.
Emery would be lying if he said he did not enjoy looking at the fat nobleman squirm and run for his life. Without regard for his image, Fantumar turned tail and ran towards the crowd of knights.
"Protect me!! Protect me! Kill him!"
His voice was loud and shrill, Emery couldn't help but compare it to the noises made by animals bound for slaughter. More knights entered the room in response to his pleas.
The new knights did not really know what happened. Upon entering, all they could see was their leader running away in fear and the bodies piled all over the palace hall.
The knights pulled out their swords and dashed at Emery, but none of them could stop him. With each slash of his blade, one or two knights would die. Emery kept walking towards the terrified fat noble step by step, even as Fantumar's body began to shine with sweat.
"Arghh! Kill him! Kill him!!"
With the help of his spirit sense, Emery could tell there were still around a few hundred knights waiting outside. They had surrounded the palace.
He didn't mind killing them, as they were stupid enough to be manipulated by the fat noble, but on the other hand, he was not a fan of creating pointless bloodbaths.
The fat noble kept running, while barking orders for his knights to attack. He ran towards the entrance, but as he reached out to open it, Emery appeared in front of him just before he could step out of the door.
Emery grabbed the fat noble by the nape of his neck before casting [Blink] to reappear back on the far end of the room, right next to the throne.
He forced Fantumar to look at him and glared.
"Tell them to stop, or I will kill you now!"
The noble was afraid and the fact Emery took him back to the end of the room only made him even more terrified. With trembling lips, he shouted at the knights who were ready to attack.
"Stop! Stop! Do not attack!"
With his order, all the few hundred knights stopped at once.
At the same time, Emery's friends, Marc and Lucas walked closer to him and said.
"Lanzelot, you… You are a wizard?"
Emery only nodded. There was no time to explain and, even if time was on their side, he had no wish to explain any of this to the two knights. He tossed Fantumar towards the floor in front of them and said. "Hold this man, will you?"
The two pulled out their sword and pointed the tip to the terrified noble's neck.
"Not so mighty now, aren't you?!" Marc exclaimed, unable to hide the anger in his voice.
Emery quickly walked towards the dying king. Gwen had applied the paste he gave her, but it seemed the old king's wounds were not closing fast enough to save his life. Gwen held onto his father's hand and whispered her wishes, keeping the futile hope in her heart for her father's survival.
"How is he?" Emery asked.
Gwen shook her head and Emery instantly understood. The king was on his last throes.
As he walked closer, the king stared at him and said.
"Young man… please… save my daughter, take her away…"
Emery was a little conflicted. In his heart, he had never liked the king.
But at this moment, his hatred felt distant. All he saw in front of him right now was a loving father who wished for nothing but his daughter's safety. Faced with such a request, Emery decided to nod.
"Yvain approached them, faced the opposing knights and said.
"With sir Lanzelot's strength, we might be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive."
All of a sudden, the previously terrified noble gathered the courage to shout back in defiance.
"Reinforcement! No one is coming! All of you will die right here! Die!"
Emery gave the man a slight annoyed glance and, in an instant, the fat noble stopped talking.
Then, his attention was pulled back, as the king coughed up blood. Once more, Gwen cried and held her father's hand tightly, her tears flowing and dripping onto the palace hall's floor. Everyone there could see the king was at his end.
"My dear daughter… He is right… The nobles have betrayed us… There is no hope for Lioness, for we… have… lost…" The old king said in-between breaths.
"No, father! I… I…"
Gwen felt helpless. There was so much she wanted to say, but no words came out of her mouth.
With the last of his strength, the king tried to grab Gwen's face. "My… My poor daughter, now you are free… Promise… me… Only do… whatever makes you happy…."
Gwen nodded and opened her mouth to speak, but she stopped as she saw the gentle light of his father's eyes fade. The king had breathed his last and with it the Lioness kingdom welcomed its end.
The Lioness' sole princess, who always tried to hold on and be tough, instantly lost her calm. All the façade, the walls she built all around her heart to survive the hardship within the kingdom, broke apart in seconds and she held the king's hand tightly, while crying out his name. Her sorrow made Emery's heart tremble slightly.
Yvain, along with all the remaining knights, quickly kneeled and gave their last respect to the king.
"Long live the king!"
There was a total, palpable silence for a few seconds,
Afterward, with his enhanced sense, Emery could tell more enemy troops were moving towards the castle.
He kneeled next to Gwen, touched the crying princess' shoulders
"We need to go now."
----------------------------------
Author monthly note (no coin cost - erase later)
Dear Earth Greatest Magus Reader, thank you for your support.
Its really really amazing how much love and support you gave to me and the Novel
This August I write a total of 120 chapters and finally reach the published target
My August Chapters were:
Earth Greatest Magus 60 chapters
Blood Elf Monarch 60 chapters
For you my Earth Greatest Magus Reader, Good News, this September the novel has reached its first year anniversary, hence only this month you can see the special privilege price of 999 for 45 chapters. (This month only) SPOILER - Emery's romance will be settled in these privileged chapters. (many readers find it unpredictable)
Dont forget to vote for your golden ticket for this novel. extra bonus chapter 3 extra per week if we could maintain the top 15 ranks and will do 5 extra per week if we manage to reach the top 10.
Thank you for your continuous support. Hope you are as excited as I am to continue this journey together.
If you really wish to support me more, please do so by:
Reading my other two novels Blood Elf Monarch and Doomsday Pillars. Which all three are under the same universe, just different times and places and will eventually intertwine later.
The Blood Elf Monarch is currently on the last month in the spirit competition and really needs much more support
Thank you again and don't forget to join the monthly event on discord. Thank you
