Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 99: Breaking the Treasure
Only one person would come here at this time.

Only one person has the courage and qualifications.

She was the only one who did not need to be notified and would not be intercepted. On the contrary, in the entire Kalinxia fortress city, probably more than 95% of the people hoped that she would appear here.

The longer the better, the longer the better.

Calca Besares. Former Holy Princess, today's Holy King. The honor that had eluded her for nine years was now sealed thanks to Wu Chen's single word. And it was at this very moment that she arrived in this library, where no one else was allowed to enter.

Her hair was tied up, and she had changed into a slim-fitting long gown that accentuated her beauty rather than her solemnity. Her alluring curves were outlined and embellished with silver thread adorned with gold leaves, and her light steps were accompanied by a fresh and elegant fragrance.

She didn't interrupt Wu Chen's studies. She simply, carefully and lightly, carried the oil bottle and rekindled the extinguished candles one by one. A delicate fragrance lingered throughout the hidden library, refreshing the once slightly heavy air.

Wu Chen's finger stopped at the last page of the teleportation technique.

Magical energy gathered within the elemental orb, and the corresponding spell model was clearly constructed. With the added bonus of willpower, learning this spell was far easier than learning Mud and Stone Transmutation. He was confident that he could perform it and leave with his companions as described in the spell.

Unfortunately, if you want to experiment, you have to leave here first.

His toes touched the ground lightly—his mark, thus silently engraved on the stone base of the library.

He immediately raised his gaze—his eyes swept across the soft and delicate body faintly visible under the silk fabric. In an instant, the entire "Pipa Xing" had already run through his mind.

Still holding the pipa, half-hiding her face—the ancients never lied to me. Wu Chen was certain that his heartbeat tensed for a moment.

It's because of lust at first sight.

There was nothing to hide, he was sure that he was just attracted by her beauty. And he was also sure that he could do whatever he wanted to the girl in front of him.

Should I just jump in? Wouldn't that be a bit unmannerly? Or should I wait a bit, talk a little, chat a bit, and adjust the atmosphere and mood?

Wu Chen wasn't quite sure.

If the Voice of the World was more cooperative, perhaps it would now convey to Wu Chen a message like [Do you want to be employed as a pure little virgin Lv15?].

——Calm down, calm down!
—There has to be a sense of ritual, Lao Wu! You don't want to look back on this day and regret that your first experience wasn't enjoyable enough! It might even cause you psychological problems!
He closed the spellbook.

As his thought turned, another new fourth-level magic book flew towards him.

"nice weather."

——What the hell are you talking about!?

"What time is it now?"

His tone was calm. While 'balance' might not have been able to control his inner self, it was able to control his body well. He now felt that the first world he had voluntarily crossed into was the 'Undead King'. This was quite fateful. For he now possessed the same signature skill as Juggernaut: Forced Calm!
"It's already night, Your Majesty." Calca's fingertips gently pressed against the bookshelf. Her eyes were bright, but her knuckles were slightly white. "Should I order dinner for you?"

Wu Chen glanced at the spell book in his hand.

The third-tier magic, Food Creation, creates a certain amount of food and water, along with a container. They are both clean and nutritious, and the notebook in Wu Chen's hand contains some tips for making these bland foods sweet and delicious, even adapting them to local flavors.

What a coincidence.

"Are you hungry?" So he flipped through the book in his hand and asked casually...seemingly casually.

“Your Majesty, Dust?”—Answering a question with a question was something Calca had probably rarely encountered before.

"You don't need to call me Your Majesty. You're a king too." Wu Chen's eyes flashed with the details of the spell's structure, and the willpower gathered around him was silently consumed. The young god's wisdom expanded greatly at this moment, and he could even clearly perceive the queen's breathing, heartbeat, and even the flow of blood beside him.

"My promise remains unchanged. I will focus solely on the war effort. All domestic affairs, civic affairs, and the power of governance that comes with them will remain yours."

He heard the gentle breathing and sensed the stirring emotions. He knew the girl beside him had a thousand words in her heart, but strangely, within her complex thoughts, there was not much desire for power.

"His Majesty……"

"You can just call me Dust, Calca." Wu Chen continued flipping the pages in his hand. "Also, if you have anything to say, feel free to speak up. I'll do my best to answer you."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the girl gently pressing her chest. He took a deep breath, determined to make his decision. "What will become of the Holy Kingdom of Lobel?"

"Prosperity, prosperity. That's the theory," Wu Chen said calmly. "I don't like man-eating demihumans, so I will slay every alien species on the Abelion Hills. I can tolerate peace-loving demihumans, so I won't initiate an attack on the sea tribe, nor will I provoke a war with the forest elves. You don't have to worry about me fighting on multiple fronts, nor do you have to worry about me backstabbing the Holy Kingdom's long-term allies."

"But this doesn't allow..."

"Why not?"

"Relying solely on killing won't make everyone smile..."

It turned out to be the case.

Wu Chen flipped another page in his palm. He finally understood why the Saint Princess, despite nine years of reign, remained just the Saint Princess. Because she was so lovable, so innocent. She had never mastered the knowledge she truly needed to become a king. Because she always had the Custodio sisters by her side, she never had the opportunity to face the pain of growing up.

What a pure and fragile gem. How alluring, how beautiful.

So, break her. Then rebuild her. Make her body and mind yours.

"You have mercy on those demihumans?"

"No." She shook her head vigorously. "I have pity for the soldiers, for the people... Even if you kill the demihuman king, the soldiers will still fight the demihumans. Even if you always win, more blood will be shed tomorrow than yesterday."

"So you've always been just the Holy King's daughter." Wu Chen chuckled. "You pity the wounded and the dead, but you don't understand why they fight. Let me ask you, why do the people of the Holy Kingdom fight?"

"Because... because the demihumans always attack us..."

"So, why are the demihumans attacking?"

"Because... we are too weak, and the Theocracy is powerful. Further south is the Ivansha Forest, occupied by the elves. The demihumans would never dare attack there. So they can only attack us."

“You didn’t answer my question, Calca. I was asking, why are they attacking? Why are they fighting? Are they some strange race that can’t survive without killing humans? Or is there some other reason?”

"Just think about what will become of the humans who are attacked by them?"

Calca's beautiful big eyes blinked gently.

"Is it... because of food? But demihumans can obviously farm and graze... Ah! They, they treat humans like livestock and animals!"

"The land of Abelion Hill is very fertile." Wu Chen measured the fertile land with his own feet. "But it's not fertile enough."

"It can easily support a population of hundreds of thousands, even millions of demihumans. Therefore, the demihumans in the Abelion Hills are constantly dying in droves, unable to be completely wiped out. However, after such a large population of demihumans emerged, their land, their strength, and their farming techniques were no longer enough to support the still-expanding demihuman population. Therefore, they had to attack."

"They plundered humans for food, and consumed those inferior tribesmen in battle. It was precisely for this reason that, even during the Holy Kingdom's decline, the lack of borders with any human nation, making it difficult to obtain immediate reinforcements, prevented it from being destroyed."

The desire for power swelled. This knowledge, known even to high school students in the East Continent, was a treasured secret of the imperial realm.

"Do you understand now, Calca?" Wu Chen let out a faint chuckle. "In the eyes of the demihumans, the Holy Kingdom is their pasture, their arena, and their place of exile. As long as they exist, you can't expect to live well. Past Holy Kings understood this, so they mobilized every ounce of their power to resist, to fight, at any cost. Yet, you've always treated the demihumans as a periodic natural disaster, a calamity to be avoided. You haven't considered utterly annihilating them, but have instead adopted a passive defense."

He tilted his head, and a telekinetic finger gently lifted Calca's chin. Yet, such a frivolous gesture was now imbued with rigor and solemnity.

Keyboard politics class, so cool!

"Now, you understand why all I need to do is annihilate the demihumans, and the Holy Kingdom will prosper. Because racial conflict is the only conflict in the Holy Kingdom right now. It's the source of suffering for the people under your rule. Once it's eliminated, prosperity will descend upon this land, and everyone will be content and happy."

As for the subsequent conflicts and contradictions, they are naturally still in a state where even the embryo has not been conceived.

He saw the girl holding the oil bottle fall down - and he just used his telekinesis to hold on to the oil bottle.

"You should have understood this nine years ago. And now, you are learning this lesson."

The girl's heartbreak was clearly audible. Wu Chen's theory completely negated all her achievements in the past nine years of governance. However, this was the undeniable truth, and she had to accept it.

Because this is the consequence of being too kind as a king.

(End of this chapter)