"Why are you doing this?!" he shouted as tears started rolling down his cheeks.
Despite his shameful display, Kingsley did not care, as he knew that pride couldn't keep him alive. The system, however, could keep him alive, but now that he had lost that too, it was as though someone was plotting against him.
"Hahahaha!!" He laughed at his doom.
It didn't matter what sort of game this was; all he knew was that he was doomed when it began. With this thought in mind, Kingsley sat back on the throne behind him as he immediately decided to focus on the other things he had instead of his hopeless situation.
"How exactly do I use the abilities I have left?" he asked himself, since he had absolutely no clue how anything worked here.
...
Mapping out all territories.
Granting barracks and troops.
Lord [Kingsley] is exempt due to certain circumstances.
...
"Why?!!!" Kingsley shouted in anger this time; this didn't make sense. If he didn't get any troops, then how the fuck was he supposed to survive?
"You know what? ..... Fuck you!" he screamed at the sky while pointing his middle finger toward it.
...
Title: Event Announcement!
All lords are given a slight grace period of one (1) week. During this week, the lords and their territories shall be in a state of absolute safety as you prepare your troops for battle. The lords have total control of their territories and can do as they like in them. Please use this period to strengthen yourself and your troops.
After the grace period, all lords shall participate in the next event, which is a beast tide. This tide will last for five (5) days, and all survivors shall be rewarded.
All under the age of 10 and all persons above the age of 65 shall be given preferential treatment. They are all given a grace period of two (2) months.
Good luck to you all.
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"Okay, it has been confirmed; then it's like those light novels," Kingsley thought after calming down.
The new event announcement had proven that his guess was right, but that didn't change the fact that he had absolutely nothing to defend himself with after the grace period, even though due to his guess being right, Kingsley felt as though he might have a means of survival.
"How do I use this [Chat] function?" he asked as he tried to put his new plan into action, and immediately a small holographic window appeared before him.
{Hello, is anyone here?}
{What is this?}
{What is happening?}
{Why am I here?}
{Mommy?!}
The various chats appeared one by one and were flowing so fast that he could hardly make any sense of some of the messages. Looking at the number of messages, a thought suddenly took root in his mind.
"Was everyone transferred?"