The news had come so suddenly that while everything had been peaceful last night, by this morning, with people spreading it by word of mouth and certain parties fanning the flames, reports of the Old King being assassinated had filled the air.
For a time, Snowfield City was gripped by panic.
And at such a moment, Si Tangda, the lord of Snowfield City, had publicly stepped forward to declare independence and support Evelyn, lord of Icewind Territory, as the queen of the Eastern Kingdom!
Si Tangda's reasoning was even more explosive: he told the world that Evelyn was a legitimate descendant of the Caesar Empire. In the coming chaotic age, only War God Caesar could protect his people and carve out a bloody path to survival.
For now, the news was still being spread as an unofficial rumor. People found it hard to believe that the ever-steady Si Tangda would suddenly become so reckless at a time like this—being the first to step forward while the situation was still unstable could sometimes rally others, but more often than not, the first bird to stick its head out got shot.
No matter what, Snowfield City's situation was noticeably more tense today. There were clearly fewer people on the streets, and people whispered about it in every sort of place.
The only thing that seemed unchanged was the Blue Robe Sect members preaching everywhere.
They still smiled warmly as they told passersby about the sibling bond between the Ice and Snow Goddess and the Frost Giant, spreading tales of the goddess's majestic glory and the Frost Giant's heroic history.
The upheaval in the Eastern Kingdom seemed to have nothing to do with them.
"Can we confirm it?" Xu Nan frowned deeply.
In the room sat an uneasy Jerome, a blank-faced Black