Blessed by Abundance, Scourge of Terra

Shan Daier felt that she had to help out with her family's businesses, otherwise, what was the point of being a noble?

If you don't take, and I don't take, when will Commissioner Smith ever get rich?

Working near the frontier in this era, smuggling goods for some extra cash was a common occurrence, as long as the inspections were thorough and nothing too big happened.

Besides, Shan Daier was only an acting duchess and wasn't very professional at her job. If her father hadn't been bedridden with a recent rheumatism flare-up...

Otherwise, it wouldn't be her turn to act like she held the reins of power. As for the family motto…

The family motto only said to protect the family and the country, not that one couldn't use their power for personal gain.

For example, a few years ago when she was still a police officer, she caught a handsome, shifty-looking teenager on the street.

At that time, the guy only pulled out a single gold coin and expected her to turn a blind eye.

Shan Daier didn't accept it not because she was particularly just, but because she thought one gold coin was too little.

If that guy had produced ten or even a hundred gold coins, she would have shamelessly accepted the money, even if people were watching.

What a joke! I'm a great noble, what's wrong with accepting gifts from friends?

It was just a shame that the guy, who claimed to be from Sargon, showed no ambition.

"Finally."

After waiting for a long time, just as Shan Daier thought she had been stood up, a rumbling mechanical sound suddenly echoed from the distance.

A massive steel machine was charging straight towards the frontier. The unprecedented steel behemoth startled all the stationed troops.

Fortunately, Shan Daier was mentally prepared and immediately ordered her soldiers to quiet down.

"It's an acquaintance. Long time no see, you've really made it big, haven't you."

"Miss Shan Daier... you've become a Duchess? That's amazing?"

Huang Cao stood on the High-speed Battleship, staring intently at the tall girl before him.

Good heavens, after a few years, the dashing security officer from back then had become a Duchess.

This promotion speed was just too fast.

"It's only thanks to my father that I'm managing things. I didn't expect you to actually have business dealings with my family, and this behemoth clearly isn't cheap. You've managed to rally dozens of nobles to fund its purchase."

"By the way, what is this thing for?"

Shan Daier asked curiously, tapping the hull of the High-speed Battleship with her cane.

"It's for plowing fields. You know about that peculiar soil that appeared in Victoria recently, right? Now every noble wants to renovate their estates, so they ordered this big machine from other countries."

Huang Cao's reason was flawless, and he also explained the job roles of the hundred people on his ship.

After all, the machine needed people to operate it, so it was reasonable to bring some trained personnel on the plow.

Fortunately, the naive Shan Daier didn't notice the cannon barrels hidden on the High-speed Battleship. However, she didn't let it pass immediately and instead extended her hand with a sly smile.

The meaning was self-evident: it was time for a bribe.

Huang Cao was a little surprised and lamented that wealth truly corrupted people's will.

The girl used to refuse even a single gold coin.

"When you were a security officer in Victoria, you wouldn't even accept a single gold coin. How come now..."

Shan Daier rolled her eyes and said indignantly, "Because a few years ago you only offered one gold coin. If you had offered more back then, I might have accepted it."

So it was because the money wasn't enough... Huang Cao, feeling rather speechless, retrieved a thousand gold coins from the cabin and handed them to the girl.

"Have a good trip~"

Shan Daier, having received the money, winked playfully and waved goodbye to the departing High-speed Battleship.

However, the girl didn't know that with this wave, she had brought a serious hidden danger to Victoria.

She had even changed history.

"Remember, everything we are doing tonight is not a rebellion, but a war for the right to survive."

"Compatriots, we will make King Aslan remember our names forever."

"God bless Victoria!"

With a fierce cannon blast, a revolution named the "Power Succession" quietly began in Victoria.

Because the root of this revolution was the struggle for a special fertilizer called "soil," this revolution was later called the Fertile Soil Revolution by historians.

But that's all in the past. Following this cannon blast, the entire upper district of Londinium descended into chaos.

The old nobles, who were just waking up from their sleep, were stunned by the sudden explosion. The cohesion of the new nobles far exceeded their imagination.

Because some old nobles lived closer to the residences of the new nobles, they were beheaded by the allied forces before they could even put on their pants. And they specifically targeted nobles with the Aslan royal bloodline.

With their ample preparations, excellent equipment, and well-trained forces, the New Council Army's combat effectiveness was no less than that of regular troops, and they quickly broke through the defenses.

For convenience, we will refer to this allied force as the New Council Army from here on.

The New Council Army advanced like a hot knife through butter, from the bottom of the upper district all the way to the gates of the royal palace.

However, the army's advance was met with some resistance, causing their forward momentum to slow considerably.

This momentary disruption gave the old nobles a chance to catch their breath.

"Quick, summon the Steam Knights to the palace!"

The loud shouts and explosions also woke King Aslan from his deep sleep.

In just a few minutes, three robust steel behemoths stood before the New Council Army.

"Mr. Shi Huaiya, you are committing treason!"

A booming voice echoed from within the Steam Knight, its pilot unable to believe he'd stumbled upon a rebellion.

Shi Huaiya stood before the allied forces and pulled out a prepared signal flare.

Without another word, the flare burst into a brilliant light in the sky with a loud bang.

It illuminated the long-suppressed anger on the faces of the new nobles.

"Then, forgive my offense!"

The Steam Knights answered only to the King; neither the new nor the old nobles had the authority to command them.

The Steam Knight drew a massive mechanical club from its back. At that moment, a strange melody suddenly echoed in everyone's minds.

And as the club swung, the impact on people was remarkably clear.

—One, two! —One, two!

This was no ordinary rebellion; drastic measures were needed.

The three Steam Knights charged into the crowd, wreaking havoc. In just a few dozen minutes, they drove the allied forces out of Londinium's core district.

The New Council Army suffered heavy casualties and was forced to retreat.

After all, the Steam Knights didn't wield rubber clubs. The clubs in their hands, when striking a person, would leave nothing but a pulp.

However, to the Steam Knights' great surprise, although the rebels were moving further away, they showed no signs of retreating, as if waiting for something.

Could these people have a backup plan?

Just as one of the Steam Knight pilots was pondering this, the mech's body was suddenly struck by a fireball, nearly causing it to stumble and fall.

What powerful inertia.

The few mechs turned their heads and saw that over a dozen Sorcerers, clad in long robes, had appeared among the New Council Army.

"You are utterly foolish! To throw away your lives for a rebellion that has no chance of victory."

No wonder this spell attack could leave scars on the Steam Knights.

The Sorcerers were adorned with Originium crystals, a clear sign they were gambling with their lives.

"Full output! The Speaker will be here soon!"

With the addition of these life-risking Sorcerers, the battle instantly escalated into a white-hot confrontation.

Intelligence reached the palace, and King Aslan dispatched two more Steam Knights to the central area.

Just as the New Council Army was about to buckle, a cannon blast suddenly sounded from the distance.

After the sound, a large black mushroom, tracing a perfect parabola, landed precisely in front of the Steam Knights.

Before these steel behemoths could react, the black mushroom exploded. In a single breath, one Steam Knight was blasted into fragments by the violent shockwave.

Witnessing this, the new nobles rejoiced. They turned to look at the massive machinery speeding towards them from afar, and the reinforcements clad in silver-white armor rushing towards their side.

"The Speaker has arrived! Brothers, attack with all your might!"

"The Speaker has arrived, and justice will prevail!"

Seeing their comrades turn to ash, several Steam Knights also turned their heads to look at the approaching giant machinery and the rebels.

"The rebels possess heavy firepower! The situation is beyond our control. Quickly notify the border dukes to lead their troops to the rescue!"

Unfortunately, before the Steam Knights' distress call could be sent, its body was instantly enveloped by countless branches.

Looking down, they saw the rebels in silver-white armor using a branch to pry open all its joints.

Just as the Steam Knight thought the opponent was overestimating itself, in the next second, its body fell apart like building blocks.

72

Chapter 72: The Aslan Bloodline Eradicated.

You come from Yan Country~ You've exchanged your snow-white for me~ I want to eat Cantonese cuisine~

Huang Cao, clad in silver armor, walked on the red carpet that only King Aslan could previously tread.

He held a long sword in his hand, his gaze fixed on King Aslan, who sat on the throne before him.

Under Huang Cao's arrangement, none of the new nobles entered the palace. He was the only one to meet King Aslan.

"Respected King Aslan, I apologize for disturbing your rest. May I ask where the Princess and the Prince are? Could they come out to meet me?"

Huang Cao and his subordinates had searched all over Londinium but could not find any of King Aslan's direct descendants, as if they had been hidden by someone.

"King Aslan, how are you feeling tonight? Are you satisfied with the drama that unfolded?"

He looked up at the handsome man sitting on the throne.

There was no doubt that this king was young, almost excessively so.

"If I were just ten years older, your schemes might not have been possible, and the country wouldn't have been invaded by an evil spirit like you."

Victoria's first King Aslan was crowned in 798, and over a hundred years have passed since then.

The current King Aslan is very young, only in his early twenties.

Having just ascended to the throne with insufficient experience, he failed to properly balance the relationship between the old and new nobles from the start, which allowed Huang Cao to exploit the loophole.

However, according to the future development of history.

This guy's descendant, the next successor, also seems to have mishandled the relationship between the old and new nobles, otherwise, Victoria's king wouldn't have been sent to the guillotine.

"What do you want, my throne, or this country?"

The young King Aslan touched his sword, his eyes burning as he stared at the youth before him.

"How would I dare covet your position? I am merely seeking justice for my councilors. After today, you will still be king, just with slightly limited activity."

Huang Cao's words revealed his intentions.

Firstly, this move alone was not enough to seize power completely. If nothing unexpected happened, the beast lord serving King Aslan should have sent his descendants away.

Victoria is currently still under a feudal system. According to the principle of hereditary succession, as long as the king is alive, his remaining descendants cannot inherit the throne.

If Huang Cao were to kill this lion now, it's estimated that within a few days, his descendants would be forcefully put on the throne by other dukes. He must block this path.

"Kings, princes, generals, and ministers" truly have a strong presence here. The common people on this land value bloodlines far more than in his previous life.

Therefore, there is also a saying on this land: bloodline determines destiny.

Just like Talulah in the future, no matter how much she ran or resisted, she ultimately couldn't escape the Draco bloodline within her, the same for her dragon parents.

Strong claims are very important on this land.