Kingdom Response

The Embers of the Burned Kingdom, North Wind Fortress.

The streets were bustling with activity, with humans and monsters moving about more hurriedly than usual. The cries of newsboys and the announcements from loudspeakers echoed noisily throughout the city.

"Breaking News! Breaking News! The Bosque Duchy has launched a surprise attack on Free Trade Caravan Margur Trade Route!"

"Breaking news! Breaking news! The Bosque Duchy, the Fano Duchy, the Carter Duchy, and others have officially formed the so-called ' Anti-Red Dragon Alliance '!"

"The Alliance hereby declares war on the Kingdom!"

"Marshal Dolo issued a statement declaring that this was a blatant insult to the kingdom, and that the people of the the North must pay a price that will never be forgotten!"

"His Majesty Lang Pu held a press conference and gave instructions during the meeting: The actions of the the North countries in waging war without declaring war are immoral and have seriously trampled on the peace and order of Anzeta. Their ability and character are not sufficient to manage this vast land. Only His Majesty is qualified to be the supreme leader and de facto administrator of Anzeta."

After the incident, which the kingdom officially called the "Margur Incident," the people of the Embers of the Burned Kingdom did not become panicked and fearful like the people of other countries. Instead, the entire country fell into a frenzied and restless atmosphere.

To others, the arrival of war means disaster, death, and hunger, but to the Kingdom Citizen, war is a symbol of honor, a channel to acquire money and status, and a precious opportunity to become Dragon Blood Noble —to gain great power and a long life, a veritable ladder to heaven.

As for the defeat in the war?

They never considered this issue.

Even if someone does raise a question, it will only elicit laughter from those around them, who will then see them as cowards and weaklings.

The Kingdom Citizen's undefeated record, its powerful military strength, and the presence of the Red Dragon have given its citizens absolute confidence in war. Victory is something that can be easily obtained; more importantly, they enjoy the process of winning.

In their eyes, war was not merely a bloody slaughter or a contest of strength, but also a Sacrificial Ritual to please the king, a baptism of blood.

Yes, Sacrificial Ritual.

Over the course of several years, across the vast territory of the kingdom, the Embers of the Burned King had replaced Tempus, the war god previously worshipped by the Scania People, as the embodiment of war, a symbol of glory and victory.

The official authorities of the Embers of the Burned Kingdom did not suppress the news of the "Margur Incident," but instead spread it widely.

Therefore, with the powerful propaganda from the authorities, the news spread throughout the kingdom within a few days, and the whole country entered a state of war preparedness. Armies in various places began to be mobilized urgently, and thousands of Wyvern came out in droves, appearing around the city and in the sky.

Ordnance factories across the country operated at high speed day and night, and even civilian factories were urgently converted into production lines. Motivated by money and status, workers worked tirelessly to produce the most advanced and brand-new weapons and equipment.

The entrance to the military hall was crowded with all sorts of "people," all of whom had come to participate in army recruitment.

As a nation with diverse races, the Embers of the Burned Kingdom naturally has an exceptionally rich pool of soldiers. In addition to the most common humans, Hobgoblin, and Tiefling, the citizens who join the army also include Ogre, Half-orc, Pureblood Snake People, and even half-human, half- Ogre. It is unknown who made such a great sacrifice for the racial exchange of the kingdom.

Players are eager to participate in such large-scale war events, and the forums are filled with posts about "recruiting teammates" and "finding battlefield partners".

Players were seen roaming around various war-related departments, such as the military factory and recruitment center. Top guilds and professional players received official notifications from the kingdom, being incorporated into the special Starfallers Force, directly commanded by Marshal Dolo.

The entire kingdom was in full swing, with everyone acting as a cog in the machine, and this terrifying War Machine was about to reveal its true power to the world.

Fourth Food Processing Plant has now been converted into the Fourth Backup Military Factory.

The production line, originally used for producing canned food, was urgently converted into a production line for processing military rations. However, there were not many differences, only some adjustments were made in terms of preservation and usage.

As the acting head here, George is naturally very busy; he hasn't slept for almost three days.

Yes, acting head.

Due to the outbreak of war, the original factory supervisor Da Tou, was urgently transferred because he was Ogre and had artillery experience; he might become a member of the Ogre Heavy Artillery Unit. George, therefore, naturally became the acting head of the factory, and perhaps in the future, he could be promoted to a more powerful supervisor.

However, he didn't enjoy this for long before throwing himself into his busy work.

George looked exhausted, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, but he still took notes and offered words of encouragement.

"The standards set by the higher-ups are only 70% complete so far. The progress is far too slow."

"Eight thousand one hundred and forty cans of food rations and one thousand seven hundred and thirty-four cans of luncheon meat, not one less."

"This is a direct order from above, so everyone be on your guard!"

George walked up to the drowsy Howard and yelled at him.

The long hours of work had made George somewhat irritable. He could no longer treat his former coworkers with the same gentleness as before, and could only put pressure on them constantly, because only in this way could he ensure the completion of the heavy tasks.

"Yes, yes, sir."

Howard suddenly opened his eyes and apologized repeatedly.

He worked numbly on the assembly line, sealing cans one by one. After long hours of repetitive labor, it had almost become a conditioned reflex.

George patrolled the factory, keeping a close watch on the workers, ready to notice if they relaxed their guard even slightly. This kept George very tired.

"Am I destined to spend the rest of my life in this factory?"

"I've had enough of those smelly canned goods and those damn additives."

As he sat in the chair, George couldn't help but think to himself.

He slowly raised his head, squinted, wanting to rest for a moment, but he was soon awakened by the noise of the food blender.

It was by chance that George saw the recruitment advertisement posted on the factory wall.

"War is a proving ground for men."

In the scene, Dragon Blood Noble clad in armor holds a longsword, gazing into the distance with a chilling air, surrounded by the corpses of his enemies.

George wavered, muttering to himself, "War."

"This is the fastest shortcut to climbing the ladder."

"However, this also means giving up your current status and risking your life."

He stared at the propaganda poster, carefully observing the scales that appeared on the face of the Dragon Blood Noble, and finally gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

"I want to become a real big shot."

There will be more tonight, I'll post one chapter first.