The Ministers' Dismay

Egina frowned.

A strange feeling of unease welled up inside her, and she couldn't help but look in the direction of the palace.

She and Ian naturally had no conflict.

However, her complicated relationship with the royal family and her experiences growing up have kept her goal clear from beginning to end.

That is... to seize that position that is supreme to her!

Whether for the sake of the child she is carrying, or for the sake of herself who was once neglected and ignored by the royal family.

Her ambition has always been burning!

People's perspectives are often influenced by their environment.

At least... for Egina, even after encountering a magical man like Kim and witnessing Ian's incredible power.

However, her experiences growing up have made her more reliant on worldly power and more enamored with the blessings brought by worldly authority.

In other words...

She had no idea what true power was.

This is the obstacle of ordinary people's perceptions.

Relying too much on the rules and power dynamics one is familiar with leads to forgetting the origins of power transitions.

Of course... it was also related to the fact that she met Jin, a man who hated trouble.

"What's wrong, Egina?"

In the courtyard, seemingly noticing Egina's unusual behavior of staring intently at the palace, Jin, quite unusually, unleashed his mature man's ultimate weapon. "Concern."

For this naive fellow, it was also a remarkable step forward.

Upon hearing Jin's words, Egina had nothing to hide. Even her pregnancy hadn't affected her beautiful face. She simply frowned, turned her head, and handed the brief intelligence letter to Jin behind her with her slender white hand.

I've seen the intelligence report.

Jin's expression didn't change much, and he looked thoughtfully in the direction of the palace.

This guy... probably already guessed what was about to happen.

After all, although Kim is very lazy, he is exceptionally intelligent.

Unlike Egina, who couldn't discern the reality of power.

Kim's personality makes him exceptionally perceptive, so he understands that nothing Ian would do would be surprising.

If Kim considers himself to belong to the lawful justice camp.

So...

The Ian he knew, or rather... the group of kids from Meteor City who founded the Dawn Organization, including Ian... were definitely not of the Lawful Alignment.

Although calling them evil is a bit of an exaggeration.

But at the very least, it should be chaotic neutral.

"Egina, now that Ian is here, there's no need for us to get involved in this matter..."

Jin spoke up, his tone somewhat serious.

"Although that child is young, he has his own principles. Whatever Gugurian next is beyond our control. You... should also be mentally prepared."

Hearing what Jin said.

Egina stiffened slightly, her pupils contracted, and her mouth opened slightly.

It wasn't until Jin shook his head and turned to leave that she seemed to accept the fact.

When he turned his head to look at the palace again, a trace of astonishment still lingered in his eyes.

While accepting this terrible result, a lingering sense of fear also flashed through my mind...

If I...

No, she quickly shook her head, trying to banish those negative thoughts from her mind.

She's gotten used to things happening unexpectedly.

Even if the result does not meet expectations.

But as long as she's still alive, there's always a chance in the future...

Moreover, she is no longer alone.

Thinking of this, she gently stroked her belly.

Despite Jin's unreliability, she believed that her unborn child would grow into an excellent individual under her care.

This child is her new hope.

At the same time.

Inside the palace, Ian sat atop the hand and shoulder of a giant Toy Soldiers, looking down at the people of the Gogar Palace below.

The guards, who had been hypnotized by the [Good Friend Ring], have now awakened.

However, their memories have not been erased.

They naturally knew what they had done during that period, and their faces turned deathly pale.

After all...

From any perspective, they seem no different from "rebels".

Especially now that the old King is already deeply in the hands of the enemy.

Moreover, Ian's terrifying and bizarre power left them with no will to resist and they could only helplessly accept this reality.

Like Yinkui and Rost, they had no choice but to "join the bandits."

And gradually, one after another.

Some nobles who lived near the palace had already arrived, and the eunuchs led them into various side halls.

They were very curious about the King's purpose in summoning them, and secretly bribed the eunuchs to find out the truth.

But at this moment, who cares about money?

Even these eunuchs knew perfectly well that the situation in Gogar had changed.

Of course, they dared not accept the money, nor could they reveal a single word about what happened inside the palace; they could only force a smile and politely refuse.

This left the nobles who came here somewhat puzzled.

Until... the arrival of First Prince Kafka and the noble official Oster, all the nobles and officials gathered there turned their gazes toward them.

Ben Kafka, with his blond hair, glanced at the crowd and frowned. He couldn't understand why the King had summoned them at this time.

Although the King was his father.

But in Kafka's heart, he wished the old man would die sooner.

If it weren't for his many brothers and sisters surrounding him, he would have already found a way to make this old man die prematurely.

Power alienates people, especially in the face of royal power, where even blood relatives become unspoken competitors.

"Quickly inform His King that we have arrived to pay our respects!"

Kafka was far less polite to the palace attendants, giving them a cold, hawk-like glance before speaking loudly.

The eunuchs exchanged glances, and then... all shrank back behind the door.

When the gate opened, the scene that greeted them caused Kafka and his ministers to gasp in surprise.

"Buzz--"

The royal gates were opened, and a giant hand reached out, followed by a series of Crimson Giant Shadows reflected in the eyes of Kafka, Oster, and the others.

Everyone stared in disbelief, their bodies stiffening.

The eunuchs knelt in a corner, trembling, seemingly already guessing what these once powerful and influential figures were about to experience!

"What... what is this!?"

A nobleman cried out in alarm, but before he could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped!

Soon, more crimson giant figures emerged from behind the giant gate.

Not one or two, but a whole group of enormous giants.

The First Prince Kafka, also looked horrified, while the elderly Minister Oster stood beside him with a solemn expression. When they saw these Red Giants that they had seen on television before, they already had a guess in their hearts.

This was the subordinate summoned by the guy who made the deal with V5 to cut off Ejin City and trade it to V5.

"Finally, you've arrived. I heard you want to cooperate with V5 to join forces against me?"

At that moment, Ian's lazy voice came from behind the giant gate.

Immediately afterwards.

All the nobles present then witnessed a scene that utterly astonished them.

Their King, held like a chick by the giant, was dragged in front of them, and... the giant even deliberately shook him.

"Quick... help me!"

Finally, the aged King was able to catch his breath and utter a single sentence.

He shouted loudly upon seeing the First Prince and his ministers.

He was met with cold and evasive gazes from the crowd.

Ian casually sat on the toy giant's shoulder, slowly approaching him and looking down at everyone present.

He smiled after hearing the King's words.

"They're too busy taking care of themselves now, they probably won't have a chance to save you. If you'd known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"

After speaking, he glanced at the crowd in front of him and smiled slightly.

"Could you tell me which of you made such a wise suggestion?"

His gaze fell on the First Prince and Minister Oster.

To be honest, he missed Feitan a little.

If the other party were there, they probably wouldn't have given these guys a chance to speak at all. I was ultimately too kind-hearted, always trying to give them a chance to explain.

Of course, the outcome was already predetermined; he just wanted to know what was going on in that stupid head of the other person's.

They were just a group of ordinary people, yet they were plotting their own schemes.

Is he really tired of living?