In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. Under the joint control of the Royal Guards and the Musketeers, the chaos within the capital city had finally subsided.
The cathedral lay in ruins, its clergy captured and executed. Even the eldest prince, Harold, couldn't escape. Amidst the chaos, a volley of musket shots found his chest, claiming his life on the spot.
Hatar imdiately proclaid that the mastermind behind the chaos, responsible for the heavy casualties, had been eliminated. The very next day, he hastily ascended the throne before a gathering of nobles, followed by generous rewards.
Those willing to openly support Hatar were showered with wealth and lands. Lynn and Anthony, who had contributed significantly, were made dukes and granted vast territories in the southern coastal region that had belonged to Count Joyce and several other dukes of the kingdom.
Originally owned by Count Joyce and a few other dukes, these territories were now under the control of new nobles due to their demise in battle or their capture for siding with the wrong faction. Hatar was exceedingly generous in his bid to woo the wizards and unite against the empire and the church.
As for others who had made contributions in this struggle for the throne, Hatar didn't neglect them. For instance, Raydell was bestowed with the title of an earl for leading the charge into the capital and defeating the city's defenders—a considerable achievent.
The fortunate musketeer who had ended Harold's life also ascended to nobility, receiving the rank of a viscount.
"How does it feel to beco a noble, Raydell?" Lynn teased.
"Not good, Lord Lynn. Accepting His Majesty Hatar's ennoblent contradicts everything we've done before. We eradicated the old nobility only to beco the new nobles," Raydell spoke, puzzled.
"Our efforts won't go in vain, but things need to be done step by step, don't they?" Lynn shook his head.
Lynn was sowhat pleased that Raydell held onto his original ideals amidst this sudden change in status. Throughout history, many had shown astounding willpower during the early stages of revolution, only to swiftly decay into corruption upon attaining power and status—a recurring pattern in history.
"In a few days, you can co to Iyeta. I believe you might find so answers there," Lynn said with a smile.
"Iyeta?" Raydell murmured longingly, having heard about this mystical place from the esteed wizards.
It was a city crafted by wizards, brimming with the power of magic.
"Lord Chancellor, the fireworks you requested are all set!" Lydia hurriedly approached as the two conversed, excitedly shouting.
"Good, let's go and have a look then," Lynn nodded.
Tonight, a grand celebration was arranged within the capital to commorate the new king's ascension. However, Lynn held no interest in the empty gestures and false courtesies of the nobles. He had his own way of celebrating!
At this mont, the square in the capital was packed. The musketeers and miners, who had traveled far and fought through the night, finally relaxed. They lit bonfires at the center of the square, feasting on roasted at and fine wine, exchanging tales of last night's victory and honor.
Especially the musketeers who had followed Ham to the prince's residence were vividly describing the awe-inspiring sight of thunder striking down.
So of the city's commoners had joined too, as arranged by Lynn.
After the battle in the capital, Lynn had directed the idle individuals to assist the displaced commoners in rebuilding their hos, offering compensation to gain their trust. Naturally, this sum ca from the generous new king.
Hatar paid little attention to the lives of these commoners. Yet, he wouldn't let this minor issue mar their prestige.
So, for tonight's celebration, Lynn ensured that those who had aided the afflicted commoners were invited.
Only less than a quarter of them dared to accept the invitation. But it was undoubtedly a positive start—a slow shift in mindset.
"Lord Lynn…"
As soon as Lynn's figure was spotted, cheers erupted in the square. Everyone stood up, spontaneously making way for him.
Following last night's battle, no one remained unaware of this figure—powerful enough to alter the heavens with a wave, unleashing terrifying divine lightning that decimated thousands of Royal Guards.
Rumors even circulated about the divine projection seen over the capital yesterday, shattered by this seemingly youthful wizard.
To many, Lynn embodied the Thunder God, a true deity or perhaps a divine ssenger.
Seeing the excited faces, Lynn displayed a faint smile and spoke, "Please, everyone, take a seat. This victory is the result of everyone's collective effort. Each and every one of your contributions was indispensable."
"But rember, this victory is temporary. The empire and the church still exist. They aim to obliterate our achievents, to force you all back into the dark mines, to toil without fair recompense…"
Lynn surveyed each person present, observing their expressions shifting towards anger.
"Then let's overthrow them!"
A drunken miner shouted loudly, setting off a bombshell in the crowd. The entire square erupted with fervor as people rallied to overthrow the church and the empire, vowing to shatter their minds with musket fire.
"You're right! There's nothing to fear about the empire and the church. Use the guns in your hands to blast them all! Even gods will fall under the might of magic and technology!" Lynn shouted loudly, raising his cup high.
"And for now, enjoy this feast, celebrate our victory! From this mont forward, your identity is no longer that of a mine slave. You won't be hunted by the kingdom anymore. You are all free!"
As Lynn's words echoed, the square resounded with thunderous cheers. Everyone hoisted their wooden cups high, chanting "Long live freedom!" and "To hell with gods," before laughing together and downing the strong liquor in their cups.
Lynn made a discreet gesture, and Lydia, who had been waiting, hastily ignited the fireworks arranged on the square.
Amidst the muffled sounds, everyone witnessed a magnificent scene. Various colors streaked across the sky, exploding like bouquets of vibrant flowers, painting the sky in a dazzling array of colors.
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