A Kingdom Buffeted by Storms

In just one night, Marquis Paulrop and Count Lipton, two of the kingdom's six great nobles, were expelled—physically speaking.

Although generations of intermarriage had left them with many distant relatives possessing rights of succession, nearly all their direct family members were dead.

The only one to escape disaster was Prince Barubulow's wife, Marquis Paulrop's eldest daughter.

In addition, a large number of lower- and middle-ranking nobles involved in the matter were ruthlessly hunted down and purged over the following days.

Three hundred and fifty nobles alone died. Including the private soldiers under their command, the total death toll exceeded thirty thousand.

When the news reached the Royal Capital, everyone, including the old King, was stunned by the outcome.

Though they had expected the Hunter Association to retaliate after receiving the news, they had never imagined its methods would be so bold, insane, and brutal.

Nearly every noble on the hit list had their entire family exterminated, their bloodlines completely severed.

For the kingdom's ruling class, which placed such importance on family and bloodline inheritance, this was absolutely unacceptable.

"Has the Hunter Association gone mad? Does that man want to wage war against us?" the old King roared furiously, waving his arms.

Slaughtering his vassals at will without his consent or permission was a grave challenge to his dignity and bottom line as King.

"Father, please calm down. Most of those who died this time belonged to the Noble Faction. Their heavy losses may not necessarily be a bad thing for this country," Princess Lana said, taking the initiative to stand and console him.

"Your Majesty! The Princess is right. As the Noble Faction opposing the Royal Families declines, reforms that we were previously unable to carry out can finally begin. Besides, I do not believe turning against the Hunter Association