"Father, the Fiery Sun Kingdom has been completely destroyed, and all remnants have been swiftly eradicated. I have taken over all the kingdom’s territories, and simultaneously dealt with nurous invading forces..."
Noah gazed kindly and lovingly at his offspring reporting the battle results below, his eyes full of admiration.
This child, once considered gentle and weak, has now beco a competent Monarch. His gentleness and rcy are now reserved solely for his subjects; on the battlefield, he has learned ruthlessness and callousness.
The best enemy is a dead enemy, but how does one completely annihilate a nation?
Destroy their habitats, burn every place of ritual and belonging, utterly obliterate related historical legacies, erase every bit of culture derived from it, and exterminate their Race, leaving no descendants, not even sparing the elderly or children. Graves and tombs must also be unearthed and burned to ash, leaving no trace.
This is an extrely harsh and cruel endeavor, and without a firm and decisive will, it is difficult to issue related commands; yet Iliad has managed to achieve this.
This transformation is drastically different from his earlier kindness and gentleness when he first governed a region. At first glance, he seems like a completely different and extrely opposing Monarch.
This is mainly because the Holy Dragon’s eldest son has gradually deepened his understanding and knowledge of the Divine — if one cannot completely erase the traces of a Divine in the Material Realm, the Divine will inevitably be resurrected.
The retribution of a Divine is only more cruel, for a Divine can control the Soul. At that mont, total annihilation and death might even be considered a form of rcy.
rcy and compassion towards enemies will eventually turn into a sword pointed towards one’s own people.
"You have done well; you have completely conquered that land for , but this is only the beginning. I have decided to entrust the managent of this land to you. Do you have the confidence to establish the Golden Order on your own?"
Completely adhering to Noah’s Code is the Golden Order, an excessively idealistic system. Without absolute strength and an Immortal will, it is fundantally difficult to maintain; it will soon collapse.
"I will not let you down, Father!"
Establishing the Golden Order in the Material Realm outside their native Plane, Iliad did not hesitate and accepted, as in his eyes, this was not a difficult task.
After all, he nearly exterminated the Fiery Sun Kingdom already; subsequent governance will rely involve accepting immigrants from the surrounding, while relocating the residents of Tarlos to serve as the main Race.
"I trust in your abilities, but there is one thing, I hope you won’t disappoint too!"
Noah spoke with a smile.
"Please, Father, instruct !"
Iliad replied respectfully.
"You should go find a companion."
Before the eldest son could respond, Noah added,
"If you have no one in mind, I can contact your mother to find a suitable companion for you in Heaven. What do you say?"
"I..."
"You are free to choose."
"I don’t have enough ti to do this now."
"The war has ceased; as a Monarch, can you not rest for a while? Are your subordinates so incompetent that they would collapse without your presence?"
"Of course not."
"Then, why not take a trip to Heaven yourself? It’s not necessary to find a companion; consider it a casual rest and relaxation. You have supported such a prolonged war, you need to unwind."
"Father, I do not feel tired."
"Your mother misses you very much."
Noah’s words ended the argunt, and Iliad fell into silence,
"She has argued with many tis. If you finish the war yet refuse to return to Heaven to see her, she might not just argue with but might co with a sword to have a talk."
"The war hasn’t ended; this is rely my first. I will conduct a second and third expedition for you, Father. I will conquer more Planes for you, spreading the Golden Order to more planes."
Iliad corrected his father’s statent, not forgetting to pledge his own goals and visions, finally adding,
"I will go to Heaven to visit Mother."
"You lad, you know filial piety."
Noah couldn’t help but smile,
"However, you cannot only focus on my matters; whenever you have ti, you should visit your mother in Heaven more often."
"Yes."
Iliad’s face remained serious,
"Father, please permit to withdraw. I need to arrange things for my journey to Heaven."
"Go!"
After Iliad left, Noah pondered for a mont, then contacted his companion in Heaven,
"What’s up?"
Faced with Noah reaching out first, Ophelia didn’t refuse but her attitude was very indifferent, because a certain unscrupulous Golden Dragon did not regard her years of labors as anything significant.
"A bit."
Looking at his Angel Companion, who was not kind in attitude but still willing to communicate, Noah’s mood inexplicably beca much better.
"Hmm? Sothing you need my help with? Isn’t the Lord Holy Dragon not in need of my assistance?"
Ophelia squinted her eyes, clearly holding grudges over their last communication, which brought her much displeasure. Not only did Noah refuse her suggestion, but he also made their only child refuse her request,
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