When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1653: 330: Wanning Country and Its Sultan (Part 3)

Chapter 1653: Chapter 330: Wanning Country and Its Sultan (Part 3)

Now, Aiwass entrusted him with taking care of those of the Red Hand Gang who were too radical to accept change. This also aligned perfectly with the wishes of Cardinal Belisarius—his Paladin Legion indeed needed manpower, and those radical enough were indeed more suited to beco paladins.

After everything had settled down.

On July 10th, Aiwass publicly announced at the plaza of Holy Spring City—the era of the Benevolent Lords has completely ended.

No one is a slave, nor is there any slave master.

All are born equal, and everyone’s life is equally precious.

The new country was nad “Wanning” by Aiwass.

This term in Parthia Language is composed of “habitation” and “safe,” aning “a safe shelter.” This was Aiwass’ initial and the most beautiful wish for the Parthians… just hoping they could live well.

And Aiwass’ wife, Avalon’s last Queen Isabel, beca the first Sultan of Wanning.

The term Sultan, in the Parthia Language, ans “the authorized of divine power,” as well as the holder of Authority. This term couldn’t be more suitable for the current situation.

After all, in the past Parthia, no deity could grant them the rule. Because the Parthians had no gods of their own—the Great Abyss was not their protector. Therefore, the past Parthia had no Sultan, only monarchs.

Now in Wanning, there’s no desert, no sacrifice, no Great Abyss, and no Benevolent Lords.

The prestige of Aiwass, the King of the Winged, has now reached an incomparable peak in Parthia—or should I say “Wanning.”

After all, that was like an act of creation, a miracle witnessed by everyone.

Even if the forr Parthians were deeply attached to the culture of slavery, and deeply entrenched in its cultural inertia, from now on… at least within three generations, no one would waver or question it.

The people were thoroughly bathed in a kind of ecstatic delight, like an illusion. Statues of the Benevolent Lords were toppled, their paintings torn apart, and expensive garnts turned into banners.

There were, indeed, Benevolent Lords who tried to resist—but plans to resist the new king hadn’t even lasted a day before they were slain on the spot by their own guards, who offered their heads as proof of allegiance to the new king.

After all, the strongest among the Benevolent Lords had already received invitations to the crusade against the Abyssal Celestial Envoy. All remaining Benevolent Lords in this nation were of the Fourth Level and below… when their guards rebelled, these fragile Taboo Mages and Ritualists stood no chance.

And so smarter Benevolent Lords attempted to carry their amassed treasures—at least part of them—with their family and slaves to flee outside the city… it must be said, this was a very smart choice.

Nowadays, even the wilds are more habitable than the Oasis City of the past, and as long as they lay low and change their identities, no one would rember their existence.

And they just needed to find so connections to help them exchange these treasures for wealth, at least securing very comfortable living conditions—worst case, they could even flee abroad! There, no one would know they were once Benevolent Lords, would they?

Yet even such actions failed.

If the Parthians revered Aiwass as a divine being… then for the Avianfolk, Aiwass was their god.

Aiwass had now beco a true pure-blood Winged One, his wings a testimony of the forr King of the Winged, and that Gem Shoulder Belt a token handcrafted by the King of the Winged. The Avianfolk held trendous respect even for Ligeia, a common Winged One, let alone Aiwass now.

Under the relentless pursuit of the sleepless Avianfolk, these Benevolent Lords trying to flee by night were all captured within three days. The Benevolent Lords and their direct bloodline were all devoured, while the remaining family mbers were exiled back for imprisonnt, awaiting the Sultan’s future pardon or execution.

The only surviving Benevolent Lord is “Hero” Ismael.

As the only one among the Benevolent Lords who stood by Aiwass, only he was fortunate enough to receive pardon and forgiveness. In the new dynasty, he would serve as General to maintain order.

And Isabel’s personal guard was led by Ligeia—after all, that had been her role in Avalon, and now the job has returned to her.

After all, the manpower in Wanning is far too lacking… the current order is maintained solely by Aiwass’ prestige; however, this situation surely won’t last very long. They need to establish a new order before everyone cools down.

Even Aiwass and Isabel had to first reside in Bai Ke’s house… after all, the palaces of the Benevolent Lords were destroyed in the battle with the Abyssal Celestial Envoy, and at this mont there is no capacity to rebuild new palaces.

And amidst everyone being hectically busy—

An exceedingly humble uninvited guest knelt and knocked on the door of Aiwass’ temporary residence—

It was a goblin.

“Hidden within the horse’s belly,” Mr. Grangai.