Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

An orderly and disciplined army, a force that obeys orders without question, and a group of warriors who are loyal only to him—this was the source of Teutons' confidence in coveting the throne of Letania.

At that moment, he unhesitatingly issued his order to this source of confidence:

"Raise your weapons, turn around, and aim at the Bavarian army!"

"What!" The Grand Duke of Bavaria exclaimed in surprise, his brain still racing, trying to find a reasonable way to explain what was happening before his eyes.

One elector drew his weapon directly at another elector and ordered his troops to treat each other as enemies. This was clearly an act of provoking a civil war. How could Teuton dare to do that?

"Wait, Einstein, don't be impulsive. I came to search for you and the Queen as soon as I received news of your disappearance. When have I ever been your enemy?"

She explained rapidly, while simultaneously turning her gaze to another person present who could prevent the situation from escalating further—the Queen—and said,

"It is a blessing for Letania that you and Her Majesty the Queen are both safe. Why then do you want to start a war with me at this time? Do you intend to put Her Majesty the Queen in danger?"

"Even if there are any misunderstandings, we can explain them away privately later."

Manfred's presence at her side was inexplicable; the Bavarian Elector's words were essentially an offer of surrender. It meant she was willing to concede some benefits, make some compromises, and even accept some reduction in power and punishment, hoping only to avoid a complete breakdown in relations.

She believed that this was also what the Queen wished for.

After all, their current empress is known for her social skills and she wouldn't misunderstand their meaning.

She was absolutely unwilling to resort to violence here. The Teutons might have harbored rebellious intentions from the beginning, so they were willing to risk their lives, but she was a smart woman. She would not put her life on the table to gamble with a madman.

Did the Queen understand? Of course she understood.

The smile that appeared on her lips was the best response; she must have understood what she meant. Maria thought.

But what happened next was beyond her comprehension.

She watched as the Queen of Letania, a noblewoman of great honor, turned and cast a glance at the familiar Kuranta beside her, a look that held admiration, reverence, and even a hint of fear.

She maintained that complicated gaze and asked Roy in a low voice:

"Mr. Roy, do you have any objections?"

Inquiry. Not a solicitation where a superior seeks answers from a subordinate, but an inquiry between peers or even juniors.

Maria suddenly realized that she might have made a mistake.

That is, the fact that the blue-haired Kuranta could appear in that position at this time, standing between the Empress and the Elector, is enough to prove his specialness, his extraordinary nature, and his key role!

Roy shook his head and replied, "That's your business. I just hope it won't affect our upcoming agreement."

What was the agreement? Roy couldn't tell, but since the Queen specifically mentioned the agreement when she left that tower, it must be quite important.

Roy had no intention of interfering in Letania's politics. He wasn't Kal'tsit; he had no interest in the politics between nations, the unspoken understanding between nobles and emperors, or even in Kazimierz. He had left it to his cheap boss, Xuan Tie, and his uncle, the second-in-command, Marna, so Let alone Letania's politics.

Upon hearing the agreement, both the Queen and the Elector's expressions changed, clearly showing anticipation. The Queen met Teuton's gaze, giving him a look that said, "You can handle this," before turning her head away, her smile fading, and remaining silent.

Compared to the meager benefits that the Bavarian Elector could offer, the Empress would rather get rid of this man who had already met Roy and clearly sensed Roy's extraordinary qualities.

Moreover, even setting aside politics, from a purely personal perspective, she finds it hard to accept letting the guy who almost killed her and Roy continue living.

Having benefited from the Queen's favor, Teuton's lips curled into a cruel smile.

He, too, had become too relaxed after his recent victories, to the point that even his temperament had softened. It was time for the other electors to remember why only he was qualified to dream of "unifying Letania."

"Your Majesty!" The Elector of Bavaria, already aware of the potential for a bloody battle here, suddenly called out to the Empress.

The Empress stopped and turned around, only to see that the Bavarian Elector had already raised his hand, and a small arrow tip of an exquisite magic crossbow popped out from under her gorgeous sleeve, gleaming with a cold light.

Since a bloody conflict is inevitable, we must find a way to make the situation even more chaotic. She brought far more Elector's Guards than the Teutons, and the Queen is alone. Add to that Manfred and the Sarkaz lurking in the city, and it's not impossible to make things fait accompli!

The crossbows were ready to fire at any moment, and the spell aimed at the Queen's heart could be unleashed in the next second. The Bavarian Elector's expression was unusually serious, until a calm yet deafening warning came from behind a flowerbed not far away:

"Before making any irreversible moves, I advise you to think carefully. The Queen's voice is just outside the city, and it will arrive in less than half a day. And the Kuranta man standing before you is the legendary knight Roy, the Ever Knight, who once single-handedly wiped out the entire Ursus Third Army. Are you really confident that you can break through the Ever Knight with a single crossbow bolt and attack the Queen?"

A figure in green and white rose from the shadows of the flowerbed, Kal'tsit's gaze burning, stinging the Bavarian Elector Prince with a pang of guilt.

Knight Heng, she remembered, Knight Heng!

That was the Knight of Eternity who was said to have a romantic relationship with a descendant of the Lin Guang family, and the two of them worked together to defeat the Ursus army group that was carrying a war fortress!

However, he is alone now, and the Tenma from the Rinko family isn't present, so he might not have that kind of strength...

As if she had seen through Bavaria's thoughts, Kal'tsit stated in a declarative manner:

"Countless coincidences exist on this land, but I prefer to call them 'inevitable events yet to happen.' Just like right now, can you believe that Margaret Nearl is here?"

As she spoke, she reached out and pointed to the alleyway not far away.

Margaret Nearl, her face flushed, reluctantly stepped out, glaring fiercely at Kal'tsit, then giving Roy a complicated look before finally letting out a long sigh and resigning herself to her fate by unleashing her Originium Arts.

She shines like the sun.

P.S.: Finally home. The May Day holiday was absolutely packed with people; I'm never going to tourist attractions during holidays again. The feeling was truly unpleasant.

I've finished the story mode for this event, and my assessment is: absolutely amazing, absolutely amazing, absolutely amazing! And there wasn't a single angel who betrayed me, lol.

Volume 1: Chapter 226 Which grave did you crawl out of?

The Bavarian Elector will soon step down, and his title will be inherited by the Count of Hamburg.

"Where will she go?"

"Who cares? It wasn't mentioned in the newspaper."

The Letanians' discussion about the future of this great elector ended there. People who were neither well-off nor wealthy were not particularly interested in the future of a nobleman they rarely interacted with; in their view, the worst that could happen was that these people would simply move on to another place to enjoy their newfound wealth.

As for the newly appointed Count of Hamburg, although he was a distant relative of the former Elector, his territory was in northwestern Leitania, a member of a commercial city-state alliance including Wollemund, far enough away from the hereditary territory of the Elector of Bavaria. Furthermore, the two families had been separated for over a century, and their relationship was far from close. Taking over the position might actually be a burden for him. It's conceivable that for at least the next hundred years, the Elector of Bavaria would have no chance of rising again.

This is a result that satisfies everyone.

Although Roy believed that even without his and Margaret's presence, the Empress herself was unlikely to be injured by the Bavarian Elector's crossbow bolts, she still solemnly thanked Roy, Margaret, and Kal'tsit, who made a strong impression as a negotiation master upon her arrival.

"Rhodes Island will be a friend of Letania. This is not just a polite remark, but a promise that I and the Teutons have made to you."

Sitting in the Speaker's seat of the Violet City Council, the Queen, now dressed in formal attire, spoke while turning her head to look at the Teutonic Elector sitting in the second seat.

The Grand Elephant nodded, agreeing with the Empress's statement.

The Empress continued:

"Of course, this is just the beginning. I believe there is room for deeper cooperation between Letania and Rhodes Island. But before that, I need to finalize an agreement. Mr. Roy, are you ready?"

Sitting down in his Rhodes Island seat, meeting Kal'tsit's questioning gaze, Roy took a deep breath and nodded affirmatively, "Ready? Ask away."

He remembered the promise the Queen had made to him when she left the office: their quiz game would continue once the storm had passed.

To be honest, Roy was somewhat reluctant to reveal all the facts he knew to the public. Too much information beyond the public's understanding could cause panic, and Roy preferred to only communicate and share with Kal'tsit, who clearly had connections to the previous civilization. But this time, things were clearly different.

In order to successfully escape the Witch King's space, he had already revealed some of the secrets he knew to the Queen, the Teutonic Elector, and even the Witch King, who might currently be listening in from inside the Teutonic body. They were now considered to be in the know as well.

As for Kal'tsit, who was present, Roy had already planned to communicate with her. Skadi and Margaret, one directly involved in another Terran crisis besides the skies, and the other... a good colleague who could work together with him, and the most likely future leader of the Kazimierz region, it wouldn't be a big problem for them to know in advance.

Therefore, after much deliberation, Roy decided not to delay. Since he would have to ask sooner or later anyway, he might as well say it now and reach a cooperation agreement as soon as possible.

The Queen nodded and asked the first question that had been on her mind for a long time, but she had never asked it:

"Mr. Roy, who exactly are you?"

This wasn't just her biggest concern; it was a common question for many who had met Roy and been influenced by him. In official records, Roy was just an ordinary Kazimierz who participated in a commercially driven knightly tournament and won a championship medal whose value, in the eyes of politicians, was no more than a bronze ingot. In the hidden background known to a few, he was merely a Blue-Gold rank leader in the Unarmored Alliance. While he possessed considerable power over disobedient knights, against a proper soldier, he probably couldn't even withstand the charge of three Silver-Spear Pegasus warriors.

But despite his seemingly ordinary identity, Roy achieved unimaginable feats.

The unprecedented Originium Arts technique, the Great Wilderness Meteor Shower, a spell that altered the terrain with a single arrow, creating a rift in the White Wave River, and crushing the Ursus Third Army—this was clearly not the power a knight could possess. Rather, if a knight truly possessed such power, would Letania and Ursus still be able to exist around Kazimierz until now?

Something unusual must be going on. Kal'tsit, who knew more, had even suspected more than once that Roy might be the incarnation of some colossal beast she had never recorded—only they could possess such power and know so many secrets.

The Queen also had the same suspicion—could Roy be an immortal being who changed his name? An old monster who has lived for thousands of years?

Facing everyone's gaze, Roy remained silent for a moment, then suddenly looked at Kal'tsit and replied:

“I am human. Can you understand me, Kal'tsit? Or rather, AMa-10?”

Roy had already mentioned Kal'tsit's name in the voicemail he sent her, but now he repeated it again in fluent Chinese.

The Empress instinctively felt it was the language of Yan, but she couldn't discern which words besides "human" belonged to Yan. Only then did she realize that when Roy spoke the word "human" to her and the Grand Elephant in the Witch King's space, he had actually used a different language.

But why is it that the word "human" in this unknown language is so similar to the language of Yan, that none of them reacted immediately?

The Queen looked at Kal'tsit in surprise. Roy's question was clearly directed at her, which meant that this seemingly unremarkable woman, Filin, who was only good-looking, was hiding some huge secret, just like Roy, and might even be able to understand the language Roy was speaking!

But when her gaze shifted to Kal'tsit, she saw a visible change in her expression, which had remained unwavering even when facing the clash between the Elector's guards and the Empress.

She involuntarily opened her mouth, her pupils suddenly contracted, her breathing became rapid for a moment, and a bead of cold sweat slid down her forehead.

She swallowed hard, but still couldn't suppress the shock in her heart. She had speculated about the behemoth, about its lord, and even about whether Roy was possessed by an ancient, incredibly powerful Sarkaz undead spirit, but she had never made this speculation:

"Humanity?"

"From which stone coffin did you crawl out?"

Roy was amused.

Hey, what are you saying? It sounds like you're insulting me. What do you mean by "climbed out of some grave"? Can't you describe it better? I've gloriously risen from my coffin!

Volume 1: Chapter 227 [Humanity] A member of civilization, here to correct mistakes.

“Kal'tsit, you should know that sarcophagi are not the only way for the flame of human civilization to continue.”

Roy answered confidently. Of course, he didn't crawl out of a stone coffin, and naturally, he couldn't possibly make up a coffin. There might be matching ones in other people's coffins, so what if a made-up one didn't match?

Moreover, Roy was quite certain that the sarcophagus was definitely not the only way that a civilization that had reached the space age and could create an artificial moon could have conceived of to preserve its own civilization. Although the possibility remained a mystery, Roy wondered if the module system currently within his body might not simply be an unreasonable cheat code, but rather related to some legacy of a previous civilization.

After all, collectibles like the [Disaster Lab ID Card], modules that always arrive at just the right time, and various missions that clearly guide him to confront the end-of-the-world crisis, it's hard not to make Roy think more and bolder.