Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 403 The End of the War

Everyone in the Yadley royal family suddenly looked pale. Deep down in their hearts, they still had the last thought of relying on the Church of Redemption to counterattack. As long as the strong men of the Church of Redemption took action, it would be almost effortless to eliminate the Fisher family and the Roman family.

But now that things have come to this, the last idea has been completely shattered.

Although the six orthodox churches are powerful, to this day they still abide by the rules set by the gods.

Even though they have begun to interfere a lot behind the scenes, the Orthodox Church will not directly intervene in the various struggles among the secular extraordinary nobles without reasonable and legal reasons.

In fact, that's a matter of course.

Because in the long history of tens of thousands of years, several major orthodox churches have been directly controlled by numerous gods through means such as "oracles", which serve as their "hands and feet" in the world of Krad.

Therefore, most people who are unwilling to abide by the rules of God in their hearts will often be eliminated at the beginning, so most of the clergy who remain today have certain beliefs.

Even after the gods have completely left, the faith in some people's hearts will sooner or later gradually deteriorate and be destroyed, but at least until today, the rules have not yet completely "collapsed".

The orthodox churches are still a force that values ​​dignity and rules.

Cardinal Albert looked at everyone calmly, looking down on them. No one knew that he actually had a huge concern, which was a certain apocalyptic legend hidden in Syat.

Although he didn't know how that terrifying existence hid here and why he was able to violate the laws set by the gods, Cardinal Albert never wanted to challenge him again.

He just said calmly:

"Hurry up, if you don't choose someone to leave, I'll leave alone."

Eventually, the members of the Yardley royal family split into two factions, with most willing to leave with Cardinal Albert, and a minority who said they wanted to stay.

"Okay, now that you've made your choice, you all should come with me."

Cardinal Albert nodded slightly, then stretched out his seemingly powerless hand and pointed it in front of himself. Everyone saw ripples gradually emerging in the void, and then the space was broken.

On the other side, the vague shadow of Kernas, the capital of Lorn, the "City of All Capitals" and the "City of Stars", could be seen, and even figures walking around in the cathedral could be seen.

It was a true "space gate".

Cardinal Albert possesses the blood power that can control space. He has always been one of the most "free" people on the continent of Siat.

So he just clenched his other hand, and through an invisible force, he instantly brought those who wanted to go with him to Kernas.

They just disappeared.

There were only five members of the Yardley royal family left. They looked at each other, and soon some of them began to regret their actions, but there was no way they could follow.

The leading old man sighed and said with a tired look in his eyes:
"Let us wait until the last moment."

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The rain falls finely and evenly on the ancient and mottled ground, making a fine and long sound, like light footsteps moving slowly forward in the long river of history.

The sounds of horse hooves, footsteps, and vehicles mixed together in the rain.

Darren, riding on a black and red horse, reached out and tugged at his dark coat, staring into the distance.

“We’ve finally arrived.”

The Northern Kingdom's army finally arrived at the outskirts of the capital of Syat. Many people couldn't help but feel joy deep in their hearts, knowing that the war had finally come to its final moment.

They could already clearly see the walls of the royal capital!

Under the gentle caress of the drizzle, the walls of the royal capital seemed to be covered with a hazy and mysterious veil.

The city wall towers into the sky, and it looks even more majestic and spectacular in the rain. Every stone tells of the past glory and vicissitudes. The rain flows slowly along the cracks in the city wall, gathering into a stream, and gurgling down along the ancient drainage channel, leaving mottled traces, witnessing that the capital has stood firm after wind and rain.

Outside the city wall is a vast land moistened by the drizzle. Fields, villages and rivers are looming in the rain, like a detailed painting.

An army that symbolizes conquest and destruction, like the most discordant element in a painting, suddenly arrived near the royal capital.

Darren remained silent, still gazing at the city that symbolized Siat's supreme power.

It has witnessed the rising and setting of the sun and the moon, the coming and going of spring and autumn in Syat for more than 170 years. It also carries the dreams and hopes of countless people and has long become the eternal symbol of this country.

Soon, it will belong to the Fisher family.

Darren's heart was filled with an indescribable surge of emotion, a mixture of the joy of victory, the desire for power, and the longing for unknown challenges. The extremely complex emotions made his chest seem to be burning in flames, and every drop of his blood was boiling.

"We're finally going to win!"

"Great!"

"The Yardley royal family in the south will pay a heavy price!"

Standing on this conquered land, many extraordinary people in the army looked into the distance with gleams in their eyes.

Every inch of Syat has witnessed their bravery and wisdom. Their names will be forever engraved in the country's history. The sense of achievement is like a tide, making people feel extremely proud and satisfied.

However, the mood of big names like Darren and Aldridge is not just limited to the joy of victory.

They knew that conquest was only the beginning. The real challenge lay in how to govern the land, how to make the people live and work in peace and contentment, and how to bring new vitality to Syat.

Moreover, Darren has a desire to explore the unknown world in his heart. He is eager to move forward, conquer more lands, challenge more difficulties, and finally let the name of the Fisher family resound through the sky!

This desire attracted him like a magnet, making him unable to stop and moving forward forever.

The barrier had no intention of rising from the beginning, and the city gates were wide open.

The atmosphere in the royal capital was heavy and solemn. Although the drizzle had stopped, the air was still filled with an indescribable tension and expectation. The gate of the royal city slowly opened with a heavy creaking sound.

This scene marked the official surrender of the royal city to Darren.

On both sides of the city gate, the defenders who were originally on high alert have now laid down their weapons. Their faces are full of helplessness and relief, and their eyes contain both grief for the loss of their homes and worry about their future fate.

Just inside the city gate, an old man in gorgeous clothes walked out slowly. Although his steps were heavy, his eyes revealed an unyielding dignity.

Holding the scepter symbolizing royal power, he submitted a letter of surrender to Duke Darren Fisher on behalf of the entire royal city.

At this moment, everyone held their breath deeply. The past glory and honor of the Yadley royal family seemed to be condensed in the surrender document and became a part of the old history.
As the surrender ceremony progressed, residents of the Syat capital also came out of their homes. They bowed their heads in silence and looked up, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Some residents were crying for the loss of their homes, while others were praying for the coming of a peaceful life.

The extraordinary nobles laid down their weapons and walked out of the city.

Darren looked at the old man calmly. He did not take the letter of surrender, but waited silently for the other party to speak.

"..."

The old man from the Yardley royal family who was in the lead raised his head, stared at Duke Darren Fisher who was coming, and took a deep breath.

He lowered his head, as if he had suddenly lost all his dignity and backbone, and finally said the most reluctant words in his heart.

"The Royal Family of Yardley is willing to swear to God, surrender unconditionally, and fully obey all decisions of Her Majesty Queen Peggy..."

(End of this chapter)