I have come back to help you take down this world in one fell swoop!
Although it was only a single sentence, it had instantly relieved the King of the Lancelot Empire of the immense worries that had plagued him for the past few years. Looking at Han Shuo, who looked almost the same as he had when they last met, Lawrence felt an indescribable confidence and trust in him for some reason.
It was as if as long as Han Shuo was in the Lancelot Empire, there was nothing for him and his country to worry about!
Even Lawrence had no idea what really made him feel this way; perhaps it was Han Shuo's actions a few years ago that had confirmed the words of the astrologer Grace, or perhaps it was the surprises Han Shuo had brought him before he had even become king!
Faced with the invasions of two powerful enemies, the Orc Empire and the Kasi Empire, Lawrence, as the ruler of his nation, had been racking his brains for a way to turn this unfavourable situation around. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find a suitable solution to neutralise these two significant threats.
At that moment, Han Shuo returned!
Lawrence's face was instantly one of awe at what was in front of him. Lawrence, who had always shown a mature and steady demeanour in public, became so emotional that his speech was rather incoherent, "You have returned! This is wonderful! This is brilliant! That damned Pope of Light is indeed a despicable, vile character! Bryan, I have not failed you, I have not failed the people of my Empire. Other than foreign threats, there's nothing for the Empire to worry about!"
Han Shuo nodded with a smile on his face. As his strength rapidly increased, his mind became even more stable. Of course, with the realm he was currently in, he could tell that Lawrence had indeed said those words from the bottom of his heart. "No need for these unnecessary words. I have clearly understood the great efforts you have made during these years before coming to you. I'm here with the intention of helping you solve your current problems," Han Shuo said in a deep voice.
"Good! Good! Good!" Lawrence shouted three times in a row before laughing heartily, "After five years, you have become even more dominant! This is great! With you in the Lancelot Empire, I can truly be at ease!"
With a wave of Ham Shuo's large hand, a chair flew up from a distance and landed firmly behind him. He sat down unperturbed. Then, looking at the emotional Lawrence, Han Shuo leaned back in his chair to make himself comfortable before he lazily said, "Although the current situation on the continent seems complicated, it was actually nothing more than a struggle between these few major religions. The Church of Light and the Shrine of Ice have enormous influence. Therefore, the Oden Empire and the Kasi Empire, supported by the two, had all the advantages."
"That's right!" In front of Han Shuo, not only did Lawrence not have the high and noble air that a monarch should have, he had even deliberately humiliated himself in attitude. He said angrily, "At first, I did not believe that something as great as a nation could be influenced by a religious organisation. But I was sadly mistaken. The presence of just one overwhelmingly powerful expert has an immeasurable effect on a religious organisation as well as a country!"
Han Shuo smiled after hearing Lawrence's words. He understood that Lawrence must have realised certain things in the past few years. It seemed that the two demigod existences of the Church of Light and the Six-Horned Tribal King of the Soul Race had allowed him to deeply understand the threat that an overwhelmingly powerful expert would pose to a nation.
"Calm down.
As of today, those experts will no longer be a threat to us. Meanwhile, just like our previous conquest for the seven grand duchies, our Lancelot Empire will conquer the entire Profound Continent in one fell swoop!"
Han Shuo's words were not only resolute and determined, they were also incredibly bold!
However, Lawrence was not only confident that Han Shuo was not being ridiculous, he also felt an indescribable sense of peace and excitement.
Han Shuo held up a finger and said selfishly, "One month. In one month, I will sweep away all the experts of hostile religions for you!"
These words were too much to swallow, even for Lawrence, who had complete faith in Han Shuo.
It wasn't that he didn't believe Han Shuo was powerful, but he understood the horror of the strength possessed by the enemies Han Shuo would face, and one month was just too short!
Han Shuo's claim that he would wipe out all the experts working for religions hostile to the Lancelot Empire from the Profound Continent in the short time of just one month was pure madness, absolute madness!
Lawrence looked at Han Shuo rather doubtfully and said, "Bryan, isn't a month a bit short?
There's the Soul Race behind the Brut Merchant Alliance, the Sacred Mountain of the Church of Light, the Ice..."
"No need for more words!" Han Shuo interrupted Lawrence's description. In a bossy and domineering manner, he explained, "All you need to do is mobilise the full military might of the entire empire and pick up the pieces after me. In the future, there will only be one empire on the Profound Continent, and it will be our Lancelot Empire!"
When he had finished, Han Shuo stood up from the chair and although he noticed that Lawrence wanted to speak, he said with a half-smile, "If you trust me, get them ready!"
"Of course I trust you, but..." Lawrence was torn between laughter and tears. He thought to himself, he hadn't changed much in appearance, but how had he become so insolent and domineering in character?
"Very well then!
We will carry out this project together. I will be the main assault force, and you will be the auxiliary force. These will do!" Han Shuo outlined the master plan. With an unruffled smile, he said, "Now, I shall make my move. I will start with the Orc Empire on the southern border. Our Lancelot Empire's conquest for world domination has officially begun!"
Han Shuo's body shot into a dark spot in the room like an erratic ghostly shadow and disappeared without a trace. Lawrence, who was watching Han Shuo with his eyes wide open, felt as if he had simply merged into the darkness without leaving a trace.
***The southern border of the Lancelot Empire. Southern Border City.
War and conflict had shrouded the South Border City. Since the Orc Empire began its violent onslaught two years ago, the city had endured dozens of attacks, large and small. Compared to the Orc Empire's previous attempts, the orcs seemed to have gone mad in the last two years.
They hadn't simply gone mad, but they were united and dedicated to an unprecedented degree.
During those two years, Firenze, known as the Empire's greatest military strategist, commanding the Howling Legion - the mightiest legion in the Empire - had relentlessly defended Southern Border City, never letting up for a moment. In the early stages of the war, Firenze was not only able to secure the Southern Border City with ease and skill, but was also able to launch offensive strikes and score a few victories.
As time passed, however, the battalion of orcs massed outside the southern border of the city grew larger and larger.
Like swarms of locusts, they occupied the vast plains outside the city. Round after round, they launched fierce attacks on the Southern Border City in defiance of death.
This was Firenze's military strategy against the Orc Empire, whose army vastly outnumbered his own.
Being on the plains, even Firenze dared not venture outside the city walls to meet the orcs head on. The army stationed to defend the southern border city was slowly worn down by rounds and rounds of vicious enemy bombardment.
At the same time, the Kasi Empire from the west began its ferocious invasion of the Lancelot Empire. The Imperial Army, still recovering from the invasion of the Seven Grand Duchies, had committed most of its forces to defending against the Kasi Empire, and was therefore unable to replenish the South Border City with the troops it needed.
The advantage isn't on Firenze side. No matter how wonderful Firenze's military strategy was, without sufficient manpower to withstand the Orc Empire's never-ending stream of attacks, the Southern Border City's strength was gradually diminishing.
The military strength of the southern border city was shredded in every battle. But fortunately, because the people in the south were tough as nails, because Firenze had a majestic status on the southern border, and because the virtues of King Lawrence had spread far and wide, many able-bodied men had taken the initiative to abandon their original careers and dutifully enlisted in the army to defend their homeland from the invasion of the Orc Empire.
It was precisely for this reason that the Southern Border City was able to hold out for two years!
However, the day would come when their limited manpower would be completely exhausted. Much of its able-bodied population had been wiped out during the two years of resistance. Faced with the seemingly never-ending stream of orcs, and the mounting body count, most of the people were in low spirits.
To add insult to injury, the city gate was nearly breached just the day before yesterday. The southern border city was in a state of unprecedented panic!
"We are finished. No matter how brilliant Lord Firenze was, what could he do without military resources?"
He sighed, "What are we going to do? His Lordship has been very kind to us.
His Majesty the King has been wise. I really don't want to leave this place where I've lived since I was born! But I don't want to die either!"
"Go to Brettel City. It is said that this is the only safe city in the entire Lancelot Empire! After all, it is Lord Bryan's city. Even though Lord Bryan has been missing for five years, His Lordship has a group of miracle experts there.
It should be safe!"
"Sigh, I only want to leave my hometown as a last resort! Let's see how things go first. If things go horribly wrong, we would have no choice but to travel thousands of miles and emigrate in order to stay alive!"
Conversations like this were common during the recent period of hardship. With their lives in danger, they would surely make plans for themselves. Brettel City, which had been relatively peaceful and tranquil in recent years, and which had enjoyed rapid growth in military and financial resources, became the first choice for the commoners to seek refuge.
On that day, at a time when the people of the southern border city were terrified, the city's magical transportation matrix, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly lit up.
"Eh? It's the young lady, the young lady has returned!" the Chief of Guards shouted in surprise, excited to see Fanny.
"Where's my father?" the no-nonsense Fanny asked straightforwardly, her eyebrows furrowed.
"His Lordship is on the city wall, reinforcing it with the commoners. Sigh, he's been up there a whole day and night!" The chief of the guards seemed concerned for Firenze.
"Come, let's go to my father!" Fanny pulled Han Shuo and flew straight to the city wall.
"Who's that guy?" the chief guard asked after staring blankly for a moment.
"I have no idea. I thought Miss Fanny would reject all advances, no matter how talented or handsome? Why would she change her mind so suddenly?" Another knight was equally shocked.
"Lord Bryan disappeared for so many years. It seemed that even the young lady had forgotten about His Lordship!"
"Sigh. Let it be. We are just lowly troops, why should we care? However, the young lady doesn't seem to be as loyal as we thought," he sighed again, "no one stays good in this world... no one..."
Their conversation gradually faded into silence.
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