Fallen Chronicles



However, his dream had not even begun to take shape when a slap landed on his face.

Smack!

"Father?" Knocked to the ground by the slap, Tian held his half of his face in pain, looking at his father, who was like a mountain, with a look of grievance and confusion.

" Brat, in this Nation, you can provoke anyone except for one person. Do you need me to tell you who that person is?"

"No, no need, Father. I won't dare to show any disrespect to Her Majesty the Empress again."

Seeing his son crying and apologizing while kowtowing, Charl impatiently waved his hand.

"That's enough. You should go organize manpower for further tax collection and call for donations. We'll stick to the old routine: nobles return seventy percent of their wealth, while commoners hand over thirty percent... alright, let's make it forty percent."

"In the Dragon Hall, General Long did say one thing correctly. Our Nation ship is indeed running low on water. I was worried about this before. But now, as long as we swallow Holy Kingdom and incorporate its population, we won't have to worry about the population issue for at least the next three hundred years."

The more Tian listened, the greedier his eyes became. He rubbed his hands together, his eyes shimmering with lust and desire.

"Father, I heard that the Holy Kingdom has many nuns. This is a novelty that our Dragon Kingdom doesn't have. When the time comes, we can capture a few of them as slaves, and..."

"Well, indeed. Even the Orc slaves have become boring. The Catfolk and Dogfolk are practically extinct. It's time to change our tastes and find some replacements."

Charl stroked his beard. Sometimes, Orcs, despite their different appearance, weren't necessarily worse than other creatures in their hearts.

"Alright, go on. I need to make preparations on my end as well."

"Father, what are you planning?"

"Haven't you heard what the Empress said in the Dragon Hall? If that guy General Long truly finds the 'relic' the Empress wants in the Holy Kingdom, he'll definitely come after me first!"

"So, we do need General Long's help to invade the Holy Kingdom, plunder resources and population. But we can't let him succeed too easily. Ideally, we should make sure he never finds the lost 'relic' and can't bring it to the Empress."

"Yes, yes, you're absolutely right, Father!" Tian nodded vigorously, recalling General Long's speech about a "great purification" and shuddering.

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However, the problem was that the Holy Kingdom's strength was incomparable to that of their Dragon Nation. Even though the Holy Kingdom was one of the original creations by the supreme being who had served the Great Emperor, if that holy maiden dared to take action, Charl believed that Empress Nova would not sit idly by and would respond accordingly.

It is universally acknowledged in the world that among the five supreme beings, their Empress is undoubtedly the strongest in terms of combat power, and the goddess of the Holy Kingdom is no match for her.

With this in mind, the Holy Kingdom seems to have no chance of winning. Even if they wanted to act as inside agents to help the Holy Kingdom delay General Long's advances, it seems nearly impossible.

To this, Charl responded with a cold laugh.

"Do you think I intentionally let those troublesome rebel and insurgent forces survive for nothing? It's time for them to serve a purpose for us."

In the heart of the continent lies the Sin City.

The world's largest neutral city, viewed as paradise by criminals and a holy land by exiles. Here, people can freely indulge in any desire. This city satisfies all kinds of fantasies and needs.

At the center of the Sin CityCapital stands a magnificent and towering spire.

The Sin CityQueen Tower.

At the very top of the tower resides the ruler of this city of freedom and chaos, the Queen of the Sin City, Lena.

As the center of the continent, Sin City gathers various races and powers, and people from all around the World. Naturally, over time, it has become the largest intelligence center, with an extensive and powerful network of information spreading across the world.

Consequently, at the top of the Demon Queen Tower, within the managing [Upper Council] of the Sin City, all council members were present at an urgent meeting.

"The Dragon Nation is simply acting recklessly! Has their Empress gone mad?"

"Exactly, does she even realize what she's doing? Declaring war? Does she intend to annihilate the Holy Kingdom?"

"I've been telling you all along, that Empress is cruel and tyrannical, ruling with an iron fist. Everyone in the Dragon Kingdom wants to overthrow her rule!" A member who clearly belonged to the Orc race, his eyes bloodshot with resentment, spoke passionately.

"We can't just stand by! The Sin City must intervene! We can't let this war engulf us, and we mustn't set a precedent for annexation. If the Dragon Nation gets a taste for it, what if they become greedy and target the Sin City next?"

"Reconsider!"

"Reconsider!"

Unusually, in the voting that followed, many members reached a unanimous decision. However, the more pressing issue was how to stop the Dragon Nation.

Tap.

Tap, tap.

The crisp sound of high heels echoed in the inner corridor of the council. This made all the members who had been debating and arguing about intervention plans stop and turn their attention to the corridor with a mix of nervousness, excitement, and even admiration.

That corridor was reserved for their Queen.

A graceful and slender figure, fluttering wings beating lightly behind her, two beautiful horns rising from her short pink hair, distinct from dragon horns, lacking the same majesty and aggressiveness. These horns were curved, forming a seductive curve, just like her mistress.

Under her long and fluffy eyelashes were bright, sparkling eyes. Her rosy lips were fine but not thin, perfectly proportioned, igniting an irresistible flame with just a glance.

Not to mention the swaying, occasionally appearing and disappearing, cute and slender flesh-colored tail behind her. At the tip of the tail, it formed a heart shape, not hanging in the air, but hooking directly onto the hearts of the members.

Lena had come here for just one sentence.

Her stance on the war between the Dragon Nation and the Holy Kingdom, whether it was world chaos, a clash of the supreme, the destruction of the Holy Kingdom, or a domino effect of devastation, was simple and clear.

"It doesn't matter. I'll join the fun~"