Lugalszargus: You Unfilial Brat! I'll Hammer You into the Ground! / The Twin Kings: Kal'tsit, You Can Get Married?

So there's no need for land at all, unless some young men want to stay.

"Young man, you wouldn't happen to be from a branch of the Sargon Royal Family abroad, would you? Can you tell this old lady what bad things you did in the past?"

"I have always been protecting this land."

"Then it's alright. Master Huang is still very kind. The bloodline of the King of Kings has not been completely severed. At least the historian family has survived, and most of them are now working in the museum."

"Young lady, you know so much. You must be of noble birth." Lukas Sargus asked curiously.

The old crocodile lady pointed to a dictionary and newspaper on another table.

"It's all learned. See that tall tent in the distance? That's a very simple literacy training camp. As long as you're willing to learn to read, they can even provide three meals a day for free."

"This is happening all over the country. I never thought that I, in my forties, would still have the opportunity to go to school."

This left not only Lukas Sargus somewhat dumbfounded, but even Haranduhan was starting to get restless.

In their time, knowledge was a luxury, enjoyed only by the upper classes.

It's already quite good that ordinary people know how to write their own names.

Lukas Sargus, formerly known as the King of Kings, did not lack the desire to promote education.

Unfortunately, there have always been many conflicts, because this is not something that can be solved by simply throwing money at it.

Needless to say, Haranduhan's entire tribe has very few literate members; they've poured all their talents into combat.

Even so, cultured intellectuals are still highly respected throughout the nightmare.

After all, everyone's physical abilities are roughly the same; those with brains are definitely stronger.

Haranduhan, too, was an outstanding military strategist and politician, and could certainly be described as well-read.

While the King of Kings was feeling down, Haranduhan slammed his fist on the table.

"Little girl, could you tell me if, outside of Sargon, there is a race renowned throughout the world for its powerful fear, and who has established immortal achievements?"

Haranduhan was thinking to himself, "The descendants of Lukas Sargus have already fallen into such a state; someone else has taken the credit."

With his Nightmare Clan around, as long as the King of King of Kings isn't there to stop him, he'd surely be able to turn all of Terra into his ranch.

Lukas Sargus snapped out of his dejection and his ears perked up.

But to everyone's surprise, the old crocodile woman shook her head. "Never heard of them. From your description, young man, if you're talking about the legendary Nightmare Clan, I've heard they disappeared hundreds of years ago!"

Lukas Sargus burst into laughter.

"Haranduhan, your descendants aren't much better!"

With a snap, Haranduhan's hair seemed to burst into flames.

Clearly, he was unwilling to accept this answer.

Why, after so much time, did my people not only leave no trace on this land, but the scars have also completely disappeared?

Lukas Sargus's dynasty lasted until the previous year, so why did the Nightmare almost disappear hundreds of years ago?

Chapter 586 Lukas Sargus: You unfilial son! I'll smash you into the ground!

Lukas Sargus felt that his heart should ache and grieve after the dynasty he had painstakingly built had perished.

But to his surprise, Haranduhan, with whom he had fought for over a thousand years, was in an even worse state than he was.

At least some of my bloodline was preserved by that guy named Huang Cao, but you, my friend, might not even have that bloodline left.

This is perhaps a case of misfortunes never coming singly; at least there's someone else there who's in an even worse situation than you, so it's not too bad.

The flames on Haranduhan's head were burning fiercely, but after a few seconds, they were brought under control.

He gently asked the old crocodile woman in front of him to pour him a drink, and at the same time removed a decoration from his armor to use as money.

The old woman nodded, accepted the money, and then said nothing more.

"You're quieter than I expected. I thought you were going to grab a knife and chop everyone here up."

"I did punish those who didn't tell the truth in the past, but my mindset hasn't remained stagnant over the past thousand years, and neither have yours, Lukas Sargus. I originally thought you would storm into that guy's palace with weapons in hand and use force to declare your return."

Zzz~

The bubbly liquor was served to the two kings.

"A novel drink, but it doesn't taste bad." Haranduhan picked up the wooden bucket and drank it all in one gulp.

Lukas Sargus was relatively civilized, but he did indeed seem to be drowning his sorrows in alcohol, drinking it now and then, sometimes one cup at a time.

"What should we do next? Your country is gone, and my bloodline is nowhere to be found."

Haranduhan had already come to terms with it, guessing that something must have gone wrong in the world after he left.

Or perhaps, after their expedition, the Nightmare race gradually fell into arrogance and complacency, and then followed the same path as most defeated races.

But the one who's probably having the worst time is the guy in front of me.

He was, after all, the ruler of a country. He had finally unified Sargon. It would have been better if he hadn't achieved that hundreds of years ago.

The result is that he died a year ago, which means that he might have been saved a year ago.

"I want to find someone else, my son, you can call him Zubair."

"I remember him; he was quite brave on the battlefield, even able to ignore some of the nightmare fears. He was a good warrior. Is he still alive? I remember he wasn't Long-lived species."

In reality, while Haranduhan and Lukas Sargus were very strong, they were not truly Long-lived species.

They certainly cannot continue to live for thousands of years under the normal flow of time.

If one does not make any plans to extend lifespan and simply relies on physical endurance, one may enter old age after several hundred years and thus die.

Of course, there are many ways for these two people to extend their lifespan.

For true powerhouses, lifespan is never the biggest obstacle preventing them from surviving.

The biggest question is whether or not one wants to continue living.

It is precisely because the concept of time is so diluted within the subspace that they were able to return to this world in their prime.

However, time in the outside world does not stop flowing because of the existence of the two kings; even Lukas Sargus, known as the King of Calendar, could not do so.

"Now that my dynasty has fallen, I must see how well my people are living under that man's rule. If my descendants allow this country to decay, then it should perish."

Lukas Sargus was not obsessed with past glories; he understood better than anyone that nothing in the world is permanent.

Even he, who was once the king of Sargon, had grown weary of certain things.

As everyone knows, in the world of Terra, not every emperor wants this damn throne.

Lukas Sargus didn't want to stay on the throne any longer, so he decided to confront the Demons Khan with the Nightmare Khan.

As a result, more than a thousand years passed, and countless Sargon kings came and went in between.

"How about we find a place where we can read and take a good look at the history of this century?" Haranduhan suggested.

Perhaps after fighting for thousands of years inside the stargate, Haranduhan actually wanted to give his head a good massage.

That makes sense.

So these two ancient artifacts, which are over a thousand years old, quickly found a library after asking for directions along the way.

His unusual attire caused quite a stir in the library, but it was quickly quelled by the quiet atmosphere of reading.

The first thing the two of them looked at was world history and racial history.

Lukas Sargus, after turning to the Chronicles of Sargon, realized that his dynasty's defeat by Utopia was indeed well-deserved.

Many years ago, there was a Sargon king who was actually killed by his own queen.

Is this really true?

Lukas Sargus flipped to the back of the book and saw that the scribe's surname was his daughter's name.

That should be correct.

"Lukas Sargus, your daughter seems to be doing poorly since we left. You should take a look at this."

Haranduhan also understands Sargon language, after all, he had fought with the people of this land before.

The two had been friends for over a thousand years, so he wasn't in a hurry to find traces of his own race.

Right now, this guy's issues are more significant.

So Haranduhan was also helping to flip through the history books, but mainly to see which famous people Sargon had in history.

Since Sargon's dynasty had been overthrown by Utopia, much of the hidden court history was made public by Utopia's staff.

This includes the true reasons for the deaths of the Sargon kings throughout history. After all, even emperors need to learn real history. Some examples cannot be made public, but that doesn't mean they can't be made public internally.

Learning from past mistakes, every emperor wanted his descendants to be more outstanding, so it was impossible for him to hide all of history.

These unknown histories were recorded by various historians and hidden in the deepest recesses of the palace, only to be revealed to Utopia now.

"My son cut out my sister's tongue and forced her descendants to choose an heir to become the historian in the Golden City. Every generation must have their tongue cut out. Who set this rule?!"

Upon learning this news, Lukas Sargus's anger was almost palpable.

His enormous fist was clenched tightly, and he wished he could travel back a thousand years and smash his son into the ground.

Why did you do that?

A true king should face his mistakes honestly. Can mistakes be solved simply by covering up history?

Lukas Sargus instantly understood why his dynasty had fallen.

How can one sit securely without the heart of a true king?

Look at the King of Kings in history books; each generation is better than the last.

Because he felt that no matter what he did, the world would not know about it, so he became increasingly shameless.

The signs appeared as early as a thousand years ago, so why was it only overturned now?

Chapter 587 The Two Kings: Kal'tsit, you actually got married?

After seeing history, Lukas Sargus felt a sense of relief welling up inside him.

It is no injustice that my descendants were defeated by Utopia; a king who has lost the heart of a king should be dethroned.

"Why do I feel even worse? I thought we'd won with a strong attack, but it turns out it was due to internal reasons. Sigh~"

The King of Kings let out a long sigh, slammed the history book shut, and put it back on the corresponding bookshelf.

"Haranduhan, you were once known as the Whip of the Earth, how are your people faring?"

"Well, they perfectly match my first impression of them. I definitely shouldn't let them drink too much."

Haranduhan also looked constipated.

Although he hadn't consulted history books, he learned from the restaurant owner's words, who had just been drinking, and from his own understanding of his men.

This Whip of the Earth can also make some "accurate predictions".

If nothing unexpected happens, none of his henchmen will be able to carry on his mantle, and their bloodline will gradually be diluted through intermarriage with the local ethnic groups.

Or they might establish small tribes or principalities in the local area, indulging in pleasure and completely ignoring their own destiny.

Eventually, it grew weaker and weaker until it was overthrown by its own subordinates.

Haranduhan never believed that anything in this world was permanent, especially when he was on a journey, and someone stopped to rest when things were looking good.

Whether it was due to pain or attraction, their path ended there.

As for what will happen in the future, that's none of his business.

The most elite group has already been taken away, and it's unknown whether the remaining people can live up to the name of the Whip of the Earth.

However, the Great Khan believed that the Nightmare bloodline was still being carried on, because he could sense it.

"I just wonder if this land has truly become civilized, and if there is still a place for us in this day and age?"

Lukas Sargus and Haranduhan fell into deep thought: should they reignite the war or choose this era?

Both are kings, and neither of them would be willing to be subordinate to anyone, especially since they don't even know what this so-called utopia is all about.

They only recognize true strength.

"Wait, Lukas Sargus, doesn't this woman look familiar?"