Cyart Royal Capital.
Within the vast and magnificent royal palace, an old man with a pale face and tired deanour, wearing a splendid robe, slowly opened his eyes, full of sorrow, on the cold throne.
"I can feel it, he has left..."
The Cyart King's expression was filled with sadness and pain, and even a hint of despair.
He recalled his interactions with Duke Black Iron over more than a hundred years, those monts they had advanced side by side, events that the Cyart King would never forget for as long as he lived.
In fact, compared to many later achievents and glorious monts, the ti when he truly felt the most joyous, the happiest, was when he officially announced the establishnt of the Cyart Kingdom.
Back then, both of them were in the pri of life, with Romann breaking through to mid-level Monarch before him in the brutal war, followed by his own breakthrough.
The encirclent ford by the Monarch powerful experts among the East Coast Natives was thus directly shattered by the two top experts face to face.
"That old fellow has already left, from now on who can stop...?"
"Hehehe..."
Suddenly, a surprising change appeared in the Cyart King's eyes.
In his aged eyes, where weariness and pain had once been, there now erged a non-human coldness and decisiveness.
He stood up from the cold throne, his voice resonating through the spacious hall.
"Silver Poet, the plan that has been shelved for many years, it is ti to start it again.
Since he has already gone, and the 'Silver Hermit' has almost completely lost his extraordinary power due to excessive use of Forbidden rare artifacts, he is not to be feared."
The Cyart King paused, his eyes shifting from cold to fiery, he shook his head and continued, "So, there's no one left who can stop ."
"But my ti is also running out, I must act quickly..."
After a while, the court mage "Silver Poet" Aphrodus walked out from the shadows in the corner.
The woman with silver-white hair was silent, nodding gently.
"I understand."
The Cyart King took a deep breath, the determination and resolve in his eyes like a blade forged from steel, capable of cutting through any thorns that lay ahead.
"The Lorne citizens are coming, they have driven us for a hundred years, and we have made this place into a new holand, and now the church has colluded with the Lorne people, those Lorne citizens greedily wanting to get their hands on the east of the continent."
"Sooner or later they will see Cyart as sothing within their grasp, wanting to take everything here away!"
"I am very clear they will do so because conquest and plunder are in the very bones of the Lorne people."
"Every citizen of this nation is my subject and child, it needs to be saved by , even at the cost of so sacrifices, we cannot beco another Vallere."
The Cyart King gazed out of the great hall, his mind already fully made up.
"Absolutely not!"
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The news of Duke Black Iron's death quickly spread throughout the entire Cyart Kingdom.
The ssage instantly shocked many, in the minds of many, Duke Black Iron, the legendary figure who had lived for centuries.
He was thought to be immortal.
Why would such a person die?
It was an unbelievable thing, he was not defeated by soone stronger, nor did he die in an epic battle, his end was rely to be murdered by ti.
Regardless, people had to accept the reality.
The great Cyart co-founder, the legendary hero Duke Black Iron, had truly passed away.
His funeral invited most of the nobility from throughout Cyart, with thousands of Extraordinary nobility rushing in from all over Cyart, so the entire city was bustling with people.
Apart from the many invited nobles, a large number of people from Erald Lake Province also ca spontaneously, they were people who had grown up listening to the stories of Duke Black Iron and had received his kindness in Erald Lake Province.
People genuinely worshipped this departed hero.
Without him, there would undoubtedly be no Cyart of today.
Many wise individuals were full of emotion, Duke Black Iron's passing may signify that Cyart, and even the Eastern Four Kingdoms, are about to enter a new era...
However, for the influential Romann family in Cyart, Duke Black Iron's death was almost a fatal blow.
In fact, as long as Duke Black Iron lived another day, the Romann family's status would be second only to the Cyart Royal Family. However, his death directly caused the Romann family's influence to be halved.
Duke Black Iron himself was a peak mid-level Monarch with extensive connections to speak of, almost spanning the Ten Great Pillars families of the Eastern Four Kingdoms.
"Dragon Taming Lord" Aldrich and "Stars Mortal" Ariel, although both Monarch powerful experts, could not defeat the mighty Duke Black Iron even if they joined forces, and the gap in connections and influence was even greater.
In the first few years imdiately after Duke Black Iron's death, the favors he had left behind could still be utilized, but Aldrich knew in his heart that in just another decade or so, those so-called relationships would gradually fade away.
By then, the attitude of other major families towards the Romann family would largely depend on the value he and Ariel had, as well as whether "Blazing Fire" Amos himself could beco a Monarch.
In the luxurious parlor of the Romann family, the servants had all very considerately left, leaving only six people to conduct a secret eting.
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