One hundred kiloters north of Black King City.
A city belonging to a viscount, within the manor.
Our Lord Viscount is lying on a beast skin sofa, listening to the elegant notes slowly erging from the Magic Speaker, gently humming a tune, incredibly at ease.
But suddenly.
"Knock knock knock"
A knocking sound echoed from outside the door.
This made Lord Viscount furrow his brow, his tone sowhat unfriendly as he shouted:
"Didn’t I say not to disturb as we approach noon?"
"Lord Viscount! There’s a matter that must be reported to you. I... I dare not make decisions on my own, so I’ve co to see you."
The voice outside was a bit cautious.
"Tsk! Useless fellows! Fine! Co in then!"
The viscount said discontentedly.
The room door was opened, and a guard in leather armor, a professional, slowly walked in.
"Speak, what exactly is the matter? If it’s just a trivial thing, you’ll regret coming to see at this ti!"
The viscount’s eyes were sinister.
"Lord Viscount! It’s a major issue! Just now, a soldier claiming to be from Black King City delivered a ssage, saying that in two months, we are to go to Black King City to discuss important matters. If we do not go, the Black King will descend and cause the entire city to perish!"
The professional guard said tremblingly, rubbing the sweat off his forehead as he spoke, evidently very nervous.
"What? Black King City? Wasn’t it retaken by the actions of the Holy Envoy and Sword Saint, and the Black King fled without a trace? Where does he get the nerve to return? Are you joking with ? Get out!"
Lord Viscount shouted, angry-faced.
"Lord Viscount, the ssenger soldier says the Black King has returned and turned into a monster countless tis more terrifying than three years ago, perhaps... even the Holy Envoy and Sword Saint..."
"Get out! Get away from ! Such pitiful lies! Do you think I’ll believe them? Out!"
The viscount was furious, imdiately picking up the teacup from the cabinet beside the sofa and throwing it forcefully at the professional guard!
Crash!
The teacup was dodged by the guard, smashing on the ground.
The guard hurriedly bowed and retreated: "I’ll take my leave imdiately, Lord Viscount, please don’t be angry."
The guard slowly retreated, leaving the room.
Quickly arriving at the castle gate, he said to a sub-human soldier: "Lord Viscount doesn’t believe your words, won’t et with you."
"Is that so? It was expected.
But I’m only here to convey the ssage this ti; if Lord Viscount doesn’t believe it, there’s nothing I can do, so I’ll take my leave."
The soldier nodded, quickly saying farewell and leaving.
Many cities were experiencing similar events.
One day, two days, several days passed, and nothing strange happened to these territories.
Until...
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
"Damn it! Who’s there again? Didn’t I tell you!! Not to find at noon! Do you want to die?"
Still the sa town, the sa room, the sa viscount roared angrily.
"Lord Viscount! It’s terrible! Terrible news! Laine Royal Capital has perished! His Majesty the King has been killed!"
The voice outside shouted.
This sentence directly frightened Lord Viscount within the room to shiver all over, tumbling from the beast skin sofa.
Then he stamred and shouted: "Get in! Get in here!"
The door swung open, with the guard hurriedly helping Lord Viscount up, then saying:
"Suddenly, soone appeared at the city’s tavern claiming to be from Laine Royal City, saying the entire city was eradicated by the Red-eyed Black King! Of the tens of thousands of inhabitants in the Royal City, only a few thousand escaped! Even His Majesty the King is dead!"
"This... how is this possible!? You idiot! Have you verified the truth of this news?"
Lord Viscount stamred, but imdiately grasped the guard’s arm, like clutching at a lifeline, shouting loudly.
"I... I have confird it! Sent out a few knights to go check the Royal City, and... those knights said the Royal City has vanished... exactly as that person described!"
"What? How is this possible? We previously even... ugh~"
The viscount recalled previously driving away the soldier claiming to be from Black King City, and in his agitation, his body spasd, fainting away.
When dusk fell.
Lord Viscount finally woke up faintly.
"No! I still can’t completely believe such absurdity! I must personally verify it! Soone! Prepare a horse for ! I’m going to the Royal Capital!"
He shouted, departing overnight on that sa evening.
Days later, finally arriving at the forr Royal Capital.
Facing the sight extending infinitely.
A level ground, even slightly sunken, the viscount was utterly indifferent:
"The Royal Capital? Where is that enormous Royal Capital! A capital where tens of thousands lived... how can it be simply gone? Did I co to the wrong place?"
Lord Viscount’s spine chilled, cold sweat streaming down his back.
A few coachn also shivered:
"No, definitely no mistake on the road, but why..."
"What on earth happened here? Approach... approach more closely!"
Lord Viscount finished speaking, and the horses advanced further.
Soon, they reached what would have been the city wall, now the edge of a gigantic crater!
Facing this ten kiloters in diater, sunken abyss.
Lord Viscount only felt his knees go weak, falling to the ground with a thud, shouting:
"Heavens! What happened here? How does such a large Royal Capital disappear? Who will tell !"
"The Red-eyed Black King... truly possesses such terrifying power... I... can hardly believe it."
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