The World Descends into Chaos

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!"

The elderly minister pounded on the gate with all his might. He was covered in blood, and even the guards who followed him were seriously injured. But even so, the tall gate did not open. After a while, the exhausted voice of the Grand Duke of Lalia slowly came from inside.

"What happened? Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Your Majesty! His Highness the Prince... His Highness the Prince has rebelled!! He says he will storm the royal city, kill you, his father!! And take your place to rule the entire Kingdom of Lalia! They have already captured the outer gate and will soon be at the royal palace. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please, you must..."

"Get out! I still think it's something serious. Get out and don't bother me!!"

Inside the room, Grand Duke Lalia's voice remained unchanged, as if the report before him was merely a trivial matter. Soon, a series of silvery laughs rang out, drowning out the Grand Duke's voice. Hearing this, the old man's face stiffened. He could no longer care about his severely injured body; he struggled to his feet and slammed his fist against the door.

"Bang!!"

Perhaps it is the power that people unleash before death that is beyond imagination. The tightly locked door was flung open by the old man's forceful push, and the light from the corridor shone in, illuminating the dark room. On the large bed inside, two naked bodies were entwined. Upon seeing the dazzling light, Grand Duke Lalia sat up in displeasure and looked at the crowd at the door.

"How dare you break in like this!!"

"Your Majesty, these are extraordinary times, and I have no choice but to..." At this point, the old man looked tremblingly at the young girl sleeping next to Grand Duke Lalia, his expression one of disbelief.

"Weijia! What are you doing here?! I heard you weren't..."

"Father..."

She stretched out a slender, fair arm and embraced the grandfather. Weijia also raised her head, completely disregarding her exposed body, and looked at the old man in front of her with seductive eyes.

"How did I get here... Don't you know? I'm the Grand Duke's favorite concubine..."

"You, you, you..."

"I heard your report. Get out of here right now!"

Ignoring the ashen-faced old man before him, the Grand Duke once again issued his orders with a stern expression.

"It's just an immature cub, what can it possibly amount to? Get out! I'm busy right now and don't want to see any of you!!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you..."

It was obvious what the Grand Duke meant by "very busy." Anyone with eyes could see it. This made the old man's face grow even more grim, not only because of his master's depravity, but also because his daughter had actually slept with the Grand Duke! And he, as her father, had known nothing about it! When did she and the Grand Duke develop this kind of relationship? Right, before, Weijia said the princess wanted her to stay in the palace as a companion, and he agreed. Was that when it started? But, but how could she do such a thing?! Didn't she know that doing this...

"Weijia! You come out here!"

The old man spoke angrily, and walked towards the bedside, trying to pull his daughter up, but he only felt a dark shadow flash by, and the next moment, the Grand Duke appeared in front of him.

How did he do it?

Seeing the Grand Duke suddenly block his way, the old man was extremely surprised. He himself had once been a very powerful martial artist, and although he was old now, his strength remained. Just now, he had not only not sensed the Grand Duke's presence, but he hadn't even caught a glimpse of the Grand Duke's movements; it seemed as if the Grand Duke had appeared before him in the blink of an eye. How could this be? The old man had watched the Grand Duke grow up, and he knew very well that the Grand Duke could not possibly possess such power.

"As a subject, you talk too much nonsense."

As he spoke, the duke suddenly reached out and grabbed the old man by the neck.

"Since you refuse to get out, then... just die!"

What?!

The old man stared in astonishment, his mouth agape, but he couldn't utter a single word. The Grand Duke's hand seemed to be firmly wrapped around his neck, and at that moment, the Grand Duke's eyes turned blood red!

Is this really the Grand Duke of Lalia?

The shocked old man did not give up. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the Grand Duke's grasp. But the Grand Duke before him was like a warrior with immense strength, and no one could stop him.

What exactly... what exactly... happened...?

The old man turned his head with difficulty to look at his daughter, trying to get an answer from her. But Weijia just smiled and watched her father's death, seemingly indifferent at all.

"Father, you talk too much nonsense! I've always wanted to say this... I hate listening to your old ramblings!"

These were the last words the old man heard from his daughter. Then, his head lolled to the side, and the already dwindling flame of his life was extinguished completely.

"Snort!!"

The Grand Duke slammed the old man's body out of the room, letting out a cold snort. But when he turned to Weijia, his expression softened once more.

"Are you alright, my little darling?"

"Your Majesty, you really are..."

As the Grand Duke approached her, Weijia revealed a seductive smile. She lay on the bed, exposing her body and giggling softly, clearly making some kind of invitation.

"... Come, Your Majesty..."

Just then, two more guards flew in from outside the door. They had come with the old man, but after he was killed by the Grand Duke, they were terrified and chose to flee. However, it seemed that their luck was not much better than that of their master – the two corpses that had been thrown heavily to the ground were already dismembered and could not even be identified as human.

"Lalia!! Get out here right now!!"

Then, a strong and imposing figure appeared in front of the door.

The prince gripped a longsword, his armor stained with blood, yet it seemed as if the blood did not belong to the man before him. His expression turned ferocious and terrifying, and a faint glimmer of darkness appeared deep within his once azure eyes.

"I thought it was someone else..."

The Grand Duke stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at his son.

"So it was you, you beast. How was it? Your own sister, wasn't she? I thought you'd find a rat's nest to live in, but I never imagined you'd actually come back here."

You're the real beast!

The prince stepped forward and raised his longsword, pointing it at his father.

"You even preyed on your own daughter! A man like you doesn't deserve to be my father!"

"Hmph, so what do you want to do?"

Clenching his fist, the Grand Duke asked with a cold laugh, his pupils growing increasingly crimson. Meanwhile, Weijia, lying beside him, narrowed his eyes, sensing the fluctuations of power within his own body.

According to Lady Angela, it seems that it's almost done.

Thinking of this, Weijia quietly got out of bed from the other side, and then she disappeared into the darkness in the corner, only her bright eyes still staring at the two people in front of her.

"I will overthrow you, Lalia! I will rule this country in your place! Only I am the savior of this nation, only I can lead Lalia out of its current predicament!!!"

"You think you're some kid who hasn't even grown his first hair?"

Grand Duke Lalia stepped forward, and his powerful aura immediately erupted, sweeping across the entire room.

"You actually dared to lay a hand on me?! This is outrageous!! Tomorrow morning, I'll hang your corpse at the city gate as a warning, so those rebels can see how foolish it is to disobey me!!!"

"These are my words! Lalia, come on!!"

A storm was brewing.

The Grand Duke, fists clenched, charged at the prince like an enraged bull. Faced with the Grand Duke's frenzied advance, the prince's expression turned grave. Although he harbored deep suspicions about the potion Angela had given him, when he learned that Lalia, under his father's leadership, had become half-dead and on the verge of collapse, he ultimately took the potion. The effects were consistently satisfactory; after drinking it, he reached the level of a high-ranking warrior without even needing training, possessing immense strength, agility, and inexhaustible energy. It was precisely because of this that he dared to lead his followers in a nighttime attack on the royal city. And now, he would personally kill his father to seize the throne.

Faced with the Grand Duke's attack, the prince did not hesitate. He dodged to the side, simultaneously swinging his longsword with such speed that it left a blurry afterimage. Just as the Grand Duke's fist missed its mark, the prince's sword struck his opponent's body. However, even so, the sword failed to pierce through skin and muscle. Despite being naked, the prince felt as if he had struck a hard rock.

"Monster!!"

Staring at the nick on his sword, the prince gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

"Hmph!! You're a piece of trash!!"

Faced with his son's rebuke, the Grand Duke laughed heartily and lunged at the prince again. He feared nothing! He had nothing to fear! He would win, he would win forever! He was the eternal victor!

Seeing that the prince was gradually losing ground, a hint of dissatisfaction was clearly revealed in the bright eyes in the darkness.

"It seems both father and son are useless. Lady Angela even gave him such good medicine, and this is all they've got?"

Having put his clothes back on, Weijia hid in the darkness, watching the fight between the father and son with a somewhat disdainful expression.

A piece of trash is a piece of trash. It seems that whether it's a prince or a grand duke, they're all just pigs at best...

Thinking of this, Weijia recalled Angela's words once again.

"Listen, female, in this world, all men except their master are foolish pigs. To them, dying on a woman's belly is already a great honor. You should know what to do... Don't disappoint me."

"Of course, Angela."

Thinking of this, Weijia gripped the dagger in his hand tightly—it exuded an evil aura.

"Boom!!"

Just then, the prince was sent flying by a heavy punch from the Grand Duke, crashing into the wall beside him. The bloodstains at the corner of his mouth and his heavy breathing indicated that he had no strength left to fight.

"Go to hell!!"

As he approached his son, Grand Duke Lalia grew increasingly excited. He raised his right fist and roared as he brought it down.

However, at that moment, the Grand Duke of Lalia saw a smug gleam in his son's eyes. Then, a sharp pain shot through his back, stopping the Grand Duke in his tracks.

"Who is it?!"

The Grand Duke hurriedly retaliated with a punch, but the petite figure swayed slightly and dodged his attack. Having landed a successful blow, Weijia quickly retreated, a smug smile spreading across her face.

"It's you? It's actually you!?"

Grand Duke Lalia stared wide-eyed at Weijia in astonishment, never imagining that his most beloved woman would turn on him at this crucial moment, and... how did she manage to do it!?

"Your Highness Grand Duke Lalia, do you really think I would enjoy being with you?"

At this moment, Weijia changed her expression, appearing both angry and sad.

"I am your son's fiancée, yet you have taken me! You even raped my best friend, your daughter! And just now, you killed my father!! Do you really think I will live like this forever? No, I won't! I have been waiting, waiting for this moment, not only for myself, for Her Highness the Princess, but also for my father..."

"What are you saying?! This is all... you..."

A chill crept into the Grand Duke's body, and soon he felt his once-powerful physique begin to weaken, his boundless strength gradually fading into nothingness. He glared angrily at Weijia, trying to tell the truth, but at that moment, Weijia screamed, interrupting him.

"Hurry! Your Highness, this is our last chance!"

"Aaaaaah!!!"

With a furious roar, the prince leaped up, gripped the broken half of his sword, and slashed down with all his might.

This time, he encountered no obstacles whatsoever.

Grand Duke Lalia's body was cleaved in two by this broken sword, and he died completely.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Staring at the Grand Duke of Lalia's body, now severed in two, the prince suddenly felt a sense of disorientation. Had he really killed his own father just like that? Was it really that simple? He was, after all, his father, and...

The fragrance wafting from in front of him disrupted the prince's thoughts. He looked up and saw Weijia's face. As he gazed at her, the prince felt a stirring in his heart, and an overwhelming feeling of love welled up within him. He longed to immediately pin the girl before him down and recklessly enjoy her beautiful body.

"Your Highness... you've finally avenged me..."

Holding the prince tightly, Weijia whispered with a sorrowful expression.

"Thank you... but I am no longer worthy to stay by your side. I am now just a woman who has been played with, unworthy to appear before you. Besides, you already have a princess... I will be in a faraway place, blessing you both..."

"Don't go!"

Seeing Weijia about to turn and leave, the prince suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her tightly into his arms. He himself didn't know why, having never felt anything for this friend of his sister before, he was now so deeply in love with her. Something within her seemed to be drawing him in, making him unable to resist. At this moment, he felt that the girl before him was so soft, so pitiful and lovable. All that she had endured didn't disgust him; instead, it made him love her even more. She had suffered so much at her father's hands, all for this day. Couldn't he give her a happier future?

"Don't leave me, Weijia, I won't despise you. Marry me, marry me along with my sister, I will treat you both equally, without any difference. I promise you, please, Weijia, stay, stay by my side, be with me, and be with my sister... I can even marry my own sister, how could I despise you? I promise, I will love you for life, forever."

"Your Highness, this... Waaah..."

Before Weijia could even speak, the prince lowered his head and kissed her lips. He was quickly captivated by her alluring charm.

What he had just done, who he had killed—none of that mattered anymore. Feeling the girl's soft body and her tender tongue, the prince felt his thoughts completely blurred, unable to recall anything from before. But none of that mattered. Thinking carefully, wasn't it clear what he wanted now?

Territory, power, money, women. Yes, that's what I want, that's what I desire most, and that's everything my father enjoyed!

"I will revitalize Lalia! I will defeat the invading Kingdom of Kudel! I will rule the continent! I will conquer the world!! Starting tomorrow, I will launch a counterattack against the Kingdom of Kudel! I will drive these damned invaders out of our borders, and I will make them pay a price! A price they can never bear! Let them know that we, Lalia, are not so easily bullied!!"

Looking at Weijia again, the prince spoke excitedly, his mind now completely consumed by ambition and desire—things he had never considered before.

"I am the King of the World!!"

"Your Highness..."

Weijia held the prince tightly, calling out softly while a cold smile played on her lips.

Everything is proceeding according to Lady Angela's plan.

Even if you are a prince, you will only end up like the grand duke.

Just wait, this country will belong to me sooner or later. A woman can conquer a country just as easily.

By conquering men.