In just one night, Marquis Paulrop and Count Lipton of the six nobles Kingdom were eliminated, in a physical sense.
Although they still have many distant relatives who have the right to inherit through generations of marriage, most of their immediate relatives are already dead.
The only one who escaped was Prince Barubulow's wife and Marquis Paulrop's eldest daughter.
In addition, a large number of middle- and lower-class nobles who participated were also hunted and purged mercilessly in the next few days.
The number of deaths among the nobles alone was as high as 350. If the private soldiers under their command were added, the total number of deaths was more than 30,000.
When the news came back to Royal Capital, everyone, including old King, was shocked by the result.
Although they expected that Hunter Association would take corresponding retaliatory measures after receiving the news, they never expected that the methods would be so bold, crazy, and cruel.
All the nobles who were on the hunting list basically had their whole families, old and young, killed together, completely severing their bloodline.
This is absolutely unacceptable to the Kingdom ruling class that values family and bloodline inheritance.
"Hunter Association Are you crazy? Does that man want to start a war with us?" Old King roared, waving his arms angrily.
To directly and wantonly massacre his vassals without his own consent and permission has seriously challenged his dignity and bottom line as King.
"Father, please calm down. Most of the guys who died this time were Noble Faction's people. They suffered a heavy blow, which may not be a bad thing for this country." Princess Lana took the initiative to stand up and comforted.
"Your Majesty! The princess is right. With the decline of Noble Faction who opposed the royal family, some reforms that we were unable to carry out can finally begin. In addition, I don't think it is a wise choice to fall out with the Hunter Association at this time." Marquis Raven also stood up to dissuade her.
"That's right! Father, now is a good opportunity to take back territory and rights on a large scale and integrate the country." Er Prince Little Fatty also echoed.
Although the expression on his face was very serious, he was already bursting with joy in his heart. He wished he could rush to Ye Lan Tyr's Hunter Association headquarters immediately, hug Chairman Allen's face, kiss him hard twice, and say thank you loudly.
It can be said that he is the biggest beneficiary of this turmoil.
Because with the complete collapse of Noble Faction, the powerful forces behind Prince have collapsed, leaving only an empty frame.
Anyone with any brains will no longer choose to support that idiot with a brain full of muscles as King.
"How many people did Hunter Association send in this operation?" Old King suddenly raised his head and asked a crucial question.
"Your Majesty, I think it's better for you not to know." Warrior Chief Gedō's face suddenly became a little ugly.
"What's going on? Did they send a lot of people?" Old King asked with a frown.
Gedō smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No, Your Majesty. The situation is exactly the opposite. Hunter Association only sent a very small number of licensed official Hunter and more than two hundred Trainee Hunter."
"What?!" Old King suddenly stood up from his chair. "You mean... these few people killed more than 350 nobles of our country, as well as their most elite army of more than 30,000 people?"
"Yes! And according to the results of my investigation, one-third of the deaths were related to one person. Her name was Adeline, a girl who was only fifteen years old. As for the remaining two-thirds, most of them died from several professional hunter teams such as Black Sword. This means that the number of people who actually participated in this operation was less than what was actually seen, and probably no more than twenty people."
Gedō told the truth in a helpless tone that made everyone present shudder.
He was a little too convinced when he first saw the report. It wasn't until he took people to the site to check it out that he realized the seriousness of the problem.
No doubt about it!
Without exception, these licensed official Hunters have crossed over to the Heroic Realm and entered another level.
Regardless of professional level or mastery of the skill called Life Energy, they are far above him.
And he, Kingdom, the strongest Warrior in the past, has been left behind by a big margin without realizing it.
After all, Gedō has the important responsibility of guarding the capital and protecting the palace on weekdays. He cannot go deep into deep forests, wastelands and swamps all day long to obtain Experience Points by killing Alien Race, monsters and beasts like others.
Until now, his Warrior level has barely reached twenty, and he hasn't had time to learn new skills and talents.
"Oh my god! Then... then official Hunter's strength, doesn't every one of them reach the level of Adamantine Grade Adventurer Team Blue Rose?!" A shocked expression appeared on the second Prince's face.
"No! It's more than that! As far as I know, Blue Rose's position among the Hunter Association is not high, and it can't even be ranked in the top ten." Princess Lana dropped another explosive news.
"That is to say, if Kingdom and Hunter Association are fully launched now, we have no chance of winning at all. No! Not only is there no chance of winning, I'm afraid we won't even be able to protect our own safety, right?" Old King's heart suddenly sank.
"Yes, Your Majesty. I suggest that you make a statement immediately, stating that you have no knowledge of this attack on the surrounding villages of Yelan Tyr, and that the nobles involved will be immediately punished. In this way, you can not only ease the relationship with the Hunter Association, but also recover a large amount of land and rights." Marquis Raven gave his own advice without thinking.
Although the deaths of those nobles made him feel a little bit sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, at this time there seemed to be no better solution besides giving in.
"Oh, okay, I'll just listen to you. I, King, am really a failure." Old King's tone was full of self-deprecation.
At this moment, he looked so tired and old.
It is not an exaggeration to describe the current situation in the Kingdom as internal and external troubles and precarious.
Outside, there are Empire and Theocracy who are watching eagerly. Inside, there are a large number of Decay degenerate nobles, as well as huge criminal organizations like Eight Fingers that are rooted in every corner.
Dragging his tired body, the old man walked to the most inconspicuous courtyard in the corner of the palace and stared at the handsome young man standing there holding a long sword.
The next second...
The young man suddenly waved the weapon in his hand!
moment!
Dazzling golden Holy Light masterpiece!
When the light disappeared, the dummy wrapped in a metal baffle in front had completely evaporated, leaving only a few drops of red molten iron on the ground.
Seeing this scene, a look of relief suddenly appeared on King's old face, and he waved to the young man. "Come here, Arthur, my child."
"Father!" The young man quickly put away his sword and walked over.
You don't need to ask to know that the boy named Arthur is none other than Artoria, who disguised himself as a man and successfully entered the palace.
Thanks to her iconic long blond hair and handsome appearance, no one has ever doubted her pedigree.
Because the most identifiable standard of Royal Families is the golden hair.
In addition, Saber and Princess Lana have many similarities in appearance. Even if an outsider takes a glance, they will subconsciously think that they are a pair of biological brothers and sisters, so the whole process did not encounter any resistance.
After all, it was just an illegitimate child, and it would not pose any threat to the two adult Prince in the palace.
"How are you? Can you adapt to life in the palace?" Old King asked with a smile.
"Yes! My brother and sister Lana are very good to me, and I have almost completely adapted to it." Artoria put away his sword and replied.
It is not difficult to see from the pity inadvertently shown in her eyes that she has concluded that the old man in front of her has no ability to govern the country, just like she had concluded that Mordred has no ability to govern the country.
"Very good!" Old King nodded with satisfaction. "Arthur, you are by far the best of all my children, both in terms of your talents as Warrior and your ability to make decisions on national affairs. In contrast, Barubulow is brave but also She's barely getting by, but she doesn't understand what's most important about being a king. Zanac is just the opposite. She's smart enough, but she lacks the strength and courage to convince others. It's a pity that she's a girl."
"I don't understand, what exactly do you want to say to me?" Artoria deliberately pretended to be stupid.
"Hahahaha! No, it's nothing. Just think of it as an old man's complaint. Sometimes I think about how great it would be if you weren't an illegitimate child. With your ability and Lana's wisdom, Kingdom will be able to escape the eyes. I am a talentless King. I have worked hard all my life, but in the end I can only watch the situation getting worse." The old King's eyes showed pain and sadness.
But unfortunately, there is no if in this world.
He knew very well that his extremely outstanding illegitimate son had no chance of inheriting the throne.
Even Marquis Besbeia, who married his eldest daughter, has higher inheritance rights than the "Arthur" in front of him.
Just when the old King was about to say something, the second Prince Zanac suddenly walked out of the garden next to him.
When he saw Saber, he immediately smiled and greeted enthusiastically, "Hey! Isn't this for my dear brother Arthur? How about it, have you received the Warhorse I gave you two days ago?"
"Received! Thank you very much, brother." Artoria put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.
"Just got it. If you need anything in the future, just tell me." Little Fatty patted his chest and said generously.
The reason why he did this was that he took a fancy to the strong personal strength displayed by his "younger brother" and wanted to win him over to his side. After he ascended the throne and became king in the future, he could train him to become a powerful right-hand man.
After all, the identity of the illegitimate son determines that the other party will never pose a threat to the throne.
Similarly, royal blood leads to natural opposition to the nobility.
On the other hand, Zanac felt his father's love for his younger brother, so he used this method to show the unity and friendship between the brothers to gain more impression points.
It has to be said that compared to Prince's stupid move of sarcasm and ridicule in person, his operation was extremely clever.
Seeing his second son's enthusiasm for his younger brother, old King actually smiled, and in his heart he completely sentenced his eldest son to death.
He didn't notice at all. Princess Lana was hiding in the corner of the garden, seeing everything that had just happened. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "Now, enjoy the last family affection. Because if you don't use it, you will all die..."
"That... Your Highness the Princess! The power King Arthur used just now seems to be the same as mine, Paladin's Holy Light." Clem reminded cautiously.
You must know that the profession of Paladin is not like Warrior, mage, Druid, which can be chosen at will, but must pass the test set by Allen himself.
So far, except for him who took the back door, only a handful of people have succeeded in the test.
"So what? He is my brother, that's enough."
Lana smiled and inserted a freshly cut rose into the chest of her little follower, and then looked at him with affectionate eyes.
Clem, who was still a virgin, couldn't bear the stimulation of this intimate act. He immediately stood there with a red face, his heartbeat was several times faster than usual, and he didn't dare to move.
As for what I wanted to say just now, I have already forgotten everything.
On the other side, within Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Ainz was sitting on the chair that belonged to him, looking at Albedo who had just been resurrected and was kneeling in front of him.
After a full minute, he asked, "Tell me, have you learned enough lessons now? Do you dare to continue to look down on human beings and treat them as ants that can be slaughtered at will?"
"I'm extremely sorry! Your Majesty! It's all my fault that you lost your precious World Item - Abyss of Hell." Albedo's whole body was lying on the ground, his voice full of guilt and fear.
You don't need to ask to know that she is already afraid of Allen's completely unreasonable strength and abuse Assassin.
"No! Compared with the information obtained, the loss of a mere Abyss of Hell is nothing. Remember, before getting my permission, all Guardians are prohibited from approaching human activity areas outside the big forest, and are not allowed to capture or harm any human who accidentally breaks in." Ainz issued the order in a serious tone.
"Understood! But Your Majesty, since we can't attack humans, what about the non-human Alien Race? In the short time you have been out, we have discovered that there are a considerable number of people living in the swamps in the southwest. Lizardmen Horde, if you can conquer there, it will be very beneficial to expand the power of Great Tomb. "Demiurge put forward a new suggestion.
"Alien Race?" Ainz touched his chin with a thoughtful expression and nodded quickly. "Okay! Let's start by conquering these Alien Race. But we need to keep a low profile. It's best to completely isolate the surroundings and prevent any news from spreading."
"Please rest assured! I will take care of this matter." Demiurge's glasses flashed with light.
Obviously, this extremely evil demon is planning to make some small moves in private again.
But he didn't know that the plan in his mind was just dancing on the edge of a knife, and if he wasn't careful, he would push the entire Nazarick into the abyss.