The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"You are at your wits' end, Oathbreaker."

Evans turned around slowly and saw Aloi walking towards him, a smile that showed he was planning something on his thin face.

Evans just curled his lips in disdain and said:

"Go away, you're done."

"What did you say?" Aloi frowned.

"I'm scolding you, don't you understand?" Evans smiled roughly and opened his arms. "Okay, you lose, take your people and pack up and get out of Thebes!"

"I think you don't understand the situation. You don't think you can threaten me just because you stole a few missile vehicles, do you?"

Aloi frowned slightly and said coldly:

"I won't have any burden if we bomb Loton. As for Wilkin... our air defense system is very strong. A few missiles can easily intercept it. It poses no threat."

Aloi opened his arms with a calm attitude:

"How? Surrender and we can still..."

"Damn it, they say the Wilkins are smart, why are you just like a jerk?"

"What did you say?"

Aloi frowned, veins popping out on his forehead:

"Say it again...I..."

"What the hell, you could have guessed that I was going to blow up Debit and Wilkin? Are you completely crazy?"

Evans said, pulling up his trousers and a rough smile on his face.

"What I want to blow up is the Federation!"

......

Extra) "Until the top of the snowy peak" (Part 20)

When Evans said the words "bomb the Federation," the atmosphere on the street froze.

Aloi stared at Evans blankly. For a moment, his brain seemed to be going through a journey through biological evolution to the present day. Countless characters intertwined and then stopped at the word "Federation".

"What did you say?" Aloi was a little confused.

But the next second, he realized Evans' plan.

Yes... The Federation and Wilkin only had a thin cooperative relationship in the matter of the Dila War. Wilkin is now able to take over Thebite in secret, but in fact it is just outside the sphere of influence that the Federation can control at any time.

If Evans fired missiles at the Federation, the situation would be completely different: missiles fired from Thebite at the Academi Federation, regardless of whether they could cause damage or be intercepted, would be enough to give the Federation reason to intervene.

——Wilkin can no longer control the rebellion in Thebite and needs the Federation to provide "help".

Do the federals care who launched the missile? No, they will only use it to make a fuss and maximize their profits.

And Evans Monarch happens to be a [Blade of Babel] and a [Oathbreaker]. He has the ability to let missiles bypass the federal air defense system and create some minor unrest on the border of Lavis.

If the Federation intervened in Thebite, the Wilkin royal family would completely lose the opportunity to search for Carl Monarch's bunker in the mountains.

"..."

Seeing Aloi in a daze, Evans knew that he had fully understood his plan.

But it wasn't over yet. How could he let go of Prince Wilkin, who was proud of his "strategy" so easily?

"You know what? Radioactive factors can have a long-term impact on the clouds. In milder cases, it may cause acid rain. In more serious cases... radioactive poisonous rain is not impossible..."

“You’re bluffing!” Aloi yelled, but his expression was less firm. “You’re bluffing.”

"It doesn't matter. You don't have to believe it if you don't want to. After all, even without those missile heads, I sent four or five radioactive factor bombs out of the city as packages," Evans said nonchalantly. "Wilkin's city... Lavis's border... The air defense system is very powerful. Can your logistics detect the inert factor?"

"you..."

"Don't get so angry. If you're still thinking about whether you can kill me and destroy the missile vehicles I've deployed all over Loton, it's too late..."

Evans opened his arms, with a crazy light in his eyes:

"Because! The missiles were already fucking launched! Ahahahahahahahaha!"

"Go back to Wilkin!" Aloi turned around and scolded the guards around him, "Go back now! Immediately!"

"Yes!"

"..."

Aloi glanced at Evans Monarch angrily, his hands shaking constantly, and he even wanted to kill the [Blade of Babel] in front of him before going back.

But he knew that he couldn't do it, far from it.

He couldn't accept that a venomous snake like him was fooled by a federal man, and he couldn't accept that he had already been tricked by others before he could even launch his own plan.

"I'll come back to find you..."

Aloi glared at Evans fiercely, then he turned around and followed a group of guards away.

As he watched them get into the energy car and drive away down the street at top speed, Evans put his pockets back in his pocket.

The rain streaked across his three-dimensional face, washing away the previous madness.

He tried to feel around his waist to find a cigarette, but when he found nothing, he sighed:

"Fool... you're so easy to fool..."

In fact, the packages he sent out contained children's candies that were a specialty of Lorton.

There were also notes inside: Happy Children's Day, little prince.

I wonder what Prince Aloi's expression will be when he finds the package... Evans has placed networked cameras in those packages, which should be able to capture his wonderful expressions.

Then you can put it on the Internet. People in the Federation like to see it... It's really mean...

As for the missiles...of course they were not launched. How could we waste ammunition like this?

"Shit...I need to find a cigarette."

Evans cursed, turned around and looked at the Wanren Mountain that was pressing down on Loton.

"That kid, should have almost solved the problem, right?"

......

The subsequent cleanup work of the Battle of Iron Fortress was completed quickly with almost no time wasted.

The major families caught the war criminals under Venia one by one, and after their crimes were determined, they were beheaded on the spot, with basically no chance to defend themselves.

[Hunter] Vasily came to the Iron Fortress the day after the battle. He looked very old, but even with the black muzzle of a gun pointed at him, he spoke nonchalantly:

"I pledge my loyalty to the Monarch family."

After this battle, almost all the lords on Wanren Mountain realized a fact: even an iron fortress is nothing more than a paper tiger if everyone is determined to overthrow it.

The person who made them understand this was Pace Monarch.

Everything that followed was natural and logical, without any objection -

——Pesi Monarch will be crowned as the king of the unified Thebite Confederacy.

"..."

On another mountain in the snowy peak, [Ice Wolf] Yuri Smirnov stood on the edge of the cliff, silently watching the steel fortress being repaired after the war.

Behind him, [Angel] Ye Lina was also looking at the thriving scene with no expression on her face:

"Is this your original choice, Yuri?"

"I'm just an old man who goes with the flow," Yuri said with a smile, "Compared to this, why did you choose to follow Evans during the Dila War?"

"Nothing else," Yelena lowered her head slightly, "I don't want to be used as a pawn."

She thought back to Loden, her brother who had stood in front of the Red Devil and died in the ruins.

"Mikhail has changed, we have to admit it."

"No, he didn't change. Perhaps he remained unchanged until his death." Yuri looked into the distance. "We are the ones who changed."

The old man turned around, nodded at Ye Lina with a smile, and then took a step forward.

As they passed by, he patted Ye Lina on the shoulder and said softly:

"Let's go, don't miss the coronation."

Ye Lina did not move. She silently looked at the steel fortress in the distance, watching the lights lighting up one after another, with spots of light flashing in her cold eyes.

After a long time, she turned around and followed the footsteps of the [Ice Wolf], just like the little girl during the Unification War.

......

For Pace, the coronation seemed to happen in a flash.

When he came to his senses, he was already sitting on the Fire Throne that was moved out of the secret room, looking down at all the lords in the hall.

All the lords bowed their heads and shouted his name, just as they had shouted the name of Mikhail Irenforno.

Vance and the old butler stood on either side of him, reading something solemnly, but Pace could not hear it clearly.

For him, the identity of a king has always been distant, high and mighty, and untouchable.

And now, he personally sat on the throne, dominating the snow-capped mountains.

Pace was not worried that he could not bear the weight of the crown. He had countless trustworthy people around him. He was not worried that he would become a dictator like Mikhail, nor was he worried that he would be as mediocre and cruel as Venia.

However, when he faced Venia's army alone in the Iron Fortress, he deeply felt his brutal blood.

The Monarch family's blood contains a terrifying bloodthirsty gene.

That was the bloodline that his father, Karl Monarch, had sealed in the bunker along with the flaming giant sword [Svarog]. Now, he was bringing it all back to the world.

In the next ten years, the legend of Pes Monarch defeating a hundred enemies with his overwhelming force will spread among the Wanren Mountains. The legend is even more bizarre than the reality and forms the foundation of his rule over everything.

But Pace was worried that he wouldn't be able to contain it all.

He tried his best not to inject the [God Essence] because his father believed that Thebeth should be ruled by humans.

But does he really have the ability to become that "person"?

Pace asked himself, if one day, the Iron Fortress once again faced an attack of the same magnitude as the one a few days ago, would he be able to deal with it calmly?

Will he reveal the essence of his bloodline again, roaring and burning the Wanren Mountain to ashes?

Can he live up to the expectations of the lords? Can he replace Mikhail Irenfono and give the mountain people a more correct future?

Or will he become an even more violent and uncontrollable monster than the former?

"..."

Pace sighed silently in his heart. Perhaps, he had always been the down-and-out young man who spent his life drunken and dreaming in the bar, and should not have shouldered such an important responsibility.

But now that he has come this far, he can't ignore his own talents and forget about everything.

"Lord Pace, what is your claim?"

Yuri Smirnov finished reading, turned around, and respectfully asked Pace a question.

According to convention, every lord of Wanren Mountain will declare his or her imperial title at the coronation ceremony, which is the name that will be recorded in history.

Looking into the old butler's eyes, Pace stood up calmly and faced all the lords who were looking up at him.

He saw countless pairs of eyes: expectant, cunning, loyal, malicious, and at this moment, all focused on his face.

Forget it, since I must give it a try, I might as well just go for it.

Use the same iron fist of the Monarch family as Carl Monarch to put Thebeth back on track.

"..."

Under the gaze of all the mountain people, Pace raised his head slightly, and his black eyes shining with fire looked down at the hall.

Then he quietly announced his name:

"【tyrant】."

......

Venia Irenforno never dreamed that he would end up like this.

Instead of killing him, Pace exiled him to the border between Thebeth and Itram, making him a low-level private soldier.