Revenge of the Son of the Nobles

Chapter 3: The Legend

That very night, the King summoned several nobles who were witnesses to the incident in the party hall, high nobles were prioritized in this meeting.

Among the few nobles present, there was the Grand Duke Chevallaire who was accompanied by Duke Chevallaire.

Count Griffin also took part in the meeting, as he was the first to notice the peculiarities of Count Bellezza's behavior. He was accompanied by Young Master Griffin.

The king was also sitting on his throne in the meeting room, on his right side was the royal family's knight commander, while on his left was the Crown Prince.

"Let's just start". The king began a meeting. "Count Griffin's. Based on your testimony, you met Count Bellezza before entering the hall and realizing something was wrong with him. Right so?"

Count Griffin nodded. "It's very noble". The participants of the meeting looked at the King, but they were dissolved in their own minds, the memory of the incident still lingering in their minds.

"Then according to the report I heard from the knight commander, the Count's strange behavior was due to him being possessed by a mysterious being who relayed a message through Count Bellezza as his medium. Grand Duke?" The King gestured for the Grand Duke to speak.

Grand Duke nodded. "Your Majesty, based on what I saw and heard, it is true that Count Bellezza was possessed by something that then conveyed a message. The message is ...."

The Grand Duke repeated in detail sentence after sentence carried by the messenger creature that possessed Count Bellezza, seeing the King's face begin to harden, the King accidentally released his combat aura, makes the whole room feel crowded.

"Sorry your honor". The knight commander lowered his head with the intention of reprimanding the King who had unconsciously allowed himself to be overcome with emotion.

Quickly, the atmosphere in the meeting room returned to normal, seen some nobles who were trying to take a breath, they looked sweaty. Only certain people like the knight commander and Grand Duke were able to survive.

"I'm sorry, I seem to be letting my emotions get out of hand". Said the King.

"We feel the same way as you do". As a noble, he was Duke Aveirrose, among those who could withstand the King's battle aura.

Then the door was knocked by the knight who was guarding the outer door of the meeting room. "Young Master Bellezza and Marquis Leinard asked permission to appear before His Majesty".

The king signaled to the knights standing guard at the inner door to open the door.

Marquis Leinard and Young Master Bellezza saluted the King, then they sat down on the seats that had been provided.

"Young Master Bellezza, you were the one who accompanied your father, Count Bellezza on his way to the capital, weren't you?"

"You are right, Your Majesty". Young Master Bellezza lowered his head, "When did you notice your father's changing behavior?" The King asked again.

"If my memory is not mistaken, then it happened shortly after we stopped at one of the restaurants in the capital for dinner the day before the party began". Evidently.

The king sighed heavily, everyone present had their own reactions to the testimony given by Young Master Bellezza.

Based on his testimony, it could be concluded that the person who caused the possessed Count was already in the capital, which was the heart of the kingdom.

"I can't believe they've come this far." Grand Duke gave his response.

"Looking at how far they have infiltrated our kingdom, it is no exaggeration to assume that we are late to react." Duke Aveirrose.

"Because I-I've sensed the power of that intruder, I-I can conclude that their power is not playful". Marquis Leinard, who was bounced by the intruders, spoke up, "although I-I was caught off guard or drunk, I still believe that I can withstand some attacks from Grand Duke Chevallaire".

Everyone knew the combat power of Marquis Leinard that should not be underestimated, even the Grand Duke who was said to be the strongest person in the kingdom alone until made a fuss when facing the Marquis.

The words of the Marquis made their minds even more gloomy, imagining what it would be like if there really was a battle between the kingdom and this unknown enemy.

"Is negotiation not at all possible?" The Crown Prince spoke up.

Duke Aveirrose shook his head. "Seeing their frontal provocation, it seems like they have absolutely no desire for negotiations, Your Majesty".

"Duke Aveirrose is right, if they have indeed managed to infiltrate so far, it is clear they have benefited more because the information they have about us is definitely more than enough, while we do not know our opponents at all. With their position more advantaged, even negotiations will not be able to avoid big losses on our side".

"This matter is completely unexpected, isn't it? It was possible that they had infiltrated among the ranks of warriors, witches or even royal knights". The King's words increasingly made the nobles anxious, but the possibility of it happening was quite large. Often reality is worse than expected.

The faces of the nobles inside the meeting room looked increasingly murky. A sudden strange event occurred in the middle of the party, a declaration of war from an entity they did not recognize, making all foreheads wrinkle and teeth rustle.

The long-established government is now on the brink of collapse, and the first sign of the collapse comes just as they celebrate the birth of a new generation believed to be the bearers of future success.

"Devil ... They are Devils, I'm sure of it". Count Griffin muttered, without him noticing, the mutter was heard by everyone in the meeting room.

The king leaned against the throne and raised his head, his eyes glaring at the ceiling of the room. "Devil ... The creature had indeed appeared during the leadership of the great ruler of the Chyrosian Empire in the northern plains, Emperor Maximillian August who was nicknamed the Savior Light of the North". The king paused for a moment, he closed his eyes as if he was living the story.

That day, from a city, a crack appeared in the sky at the end of the horizon. From the crack, a figure was seen plunging rapidly and smashing into the ground below. Instantly, the fractured sky recovered as it was.

The people who saw the incident were fixated, they were confused after witnessing something that they could not digest in the slightest.

Unfinished they wondered at each other about what had happened, a huge explosion appeared at the site of the fall of the figure from the sky, throwing down the city walls, the buildings were crumbled, the merchant tents were swept away by the wind, and the, people were flying along with the rubble of the building.

Panic soon enveloped the entire city, they rushed to save what they could, not a few casualties due to the wind from the explosion.

Not yet finished they are confused to find his family among the victims who fell, not finished the mothers crying over the death of his son, not finished the merchants lamenting the building. The sky suddenly darkened, a suffocating gripping aura enveloping the city.

As they raised their gazes to the sky, their bodies instantly sculpted.

In that dark sky, there was a figure of an entity shrouded in a dark aura, everyone felt like they were suffocating, pierced, torn apart just because of the entity's vicious gaze. One by one they began to die, not a single human in the presence of the entity could sustain his life, until finally all the people of the city were destroyed before sunset.

Emperor Maximilian August, the ruler of the Chyrosian empire in the northern plains, immediately mobilized all the power he had and set out to face an entity that had slaughtered tens of millions of lives in just seven days.

Yet the strength of the creature was too far beyond all the craziest common sense that humans possessed, hundreds of thousands of the empire's strongest knights died, simply from standing before the entity. Desperation broke Emperor Maximillian's soul, he went mad and lost consciousness right then and there, the jet black hair that symbolized his prowess slowly turning white due to the pressure that none of the living souls could imagine. The defeat of mankind was confirmed that day.

Or so it should have happened.

Emperor Maximillian who was losing consciousness met with a figure of light in his subconscious, he received great power from the figure. After rising up and regaining consciousness, Emperor Maximillian fought an all-out battle against the entity.

The great battle between Emperor Maximillian and the entity of darkness lasted for an entire year, the days of the year being the most difficult days ever lived by man, they felt hope and hopelessness alternately filling themselves, even the sunlight seemed unable to illuminate their vision darkened by the shadow of destruction.

In the end, Emperor Maximillian won the fight, but the pay was very expensive. Not long after the great battle had ended, the Emperor died due to the impact of the power of light he had on his body.

The funeral of the hero of mankind, the Great Emperor Maximillian August, the Light of the Savior of the North, was performed magnificently. Rulers from all over the kingdom and empire flocked to attend his funeral, a palace was built where the hero's body was residing, not a single cubit of empty imperial land, and the, every gap is filled by those who mourn the passing of the hero.

With this humanity comes back to life in peace. Thus, the story of the heroism of the Great Emperor Maximillian August the Light of the Savior of the North who fought against the Devil, passed down from generation to generation.

All eyes looked at the King who began to tell the legend of the ruler in elu-elu right in history, until there is a legend that says that King Maximillian faced a demon.

But the King mentioned parts of the story that they had never heard.

"Maybe you're thinking why I'm including a part of the story that sounds familiar to you". The nobles nodded.

"I told you a passage known only to a few Kings for generations, and there are even other parts of this story that are stored deep within the Royal Archives". The nobles' faces were stunned, they could not believe what they had heard from the King.

"Yes. The heroic story of the Great Emperor Maximilian August, the Light of the Savior of the North. This story is not just a legend".

The king stood up from his throne, followed by the nobles who still seemed to be in disbelief with what they heard.

"Deploy all Ambassadors, we will build alliances with as many countries as possible". The king issued his final decision, the nobles saluted and walked out of the room. Leave the King and Crown Prince

"Prepare yourself Crown Prince, maybe this is the end of the Khalinos dynasty. No, even this is the end of this kingdom".