After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

Here, George muttered to himself as he started walking slowly and tremblingly towards the palace not far away.

Heidi didn't say anything, but just followed silently.

Now that everyone has hurriedly evacuated, both the safe zone and the palace have their doors wide open, in a state of devastation, yet empty and silent as a dead zone.

In such an environment, George moved forward slowly and steadily.

He was tripped by debris several times, but he mechanically stood up again and continued to move forward.

His skin had already festered, revealing the flesh and bones underneath which were also rapidly decaying. His body structure was crackling and was actually no longer able to support his movements.

But he still moved forward, sleepwalking forward.

Enter the palace, walk through the corridor, and finally arrive at the throne room.

This former center of the Kingdom of Arte was unprecedentedly dirty because it had been used as a starting point for evacuation not long ago.

Abandoned luggage and debris were everywhere. The gorgeous red carpet had been completely turned into a pile of garbage due to the intense trampling. Even the exquisite murals that could be seen everywhere were defiled and destroyed in the riots, making it a horrible sight.

But George didn't care about any of this.

He stepped onto the innermost step and placed himself on the throne, which was heavily protected and therefore still shone with golden light.

At this moment, a little light even returned to his eyes.

This made Heidi, who had been following him, let out a long sigh.

"Sure enough... you want to come here?"

Even at this point, even though his personality has collapsed and only his broken body is left wandering around, he still wants to come back here and sit on this chair again.

This has gone beyond desire and become some kind of deformed instinct.

Right.

This guy, for this chair, for this position, refused to even accept death, so what else could stop him?

With the idea of sending him off for the last time, I let him go here.

Heidi felt that it was time to put an end to this farce.

Dragging the axe, she followed him up the stairs and stood in front of her father, who looked emaciated.

“This king… This king… will stay like this… forever… This king…”

Ignoring Heidi who was right next to him, George raised his head slightly, his cloudy and dim eyes seemed to be looking past his daughter at something in the distance.

In response, Heidi just shook her head expressionlessly.

"No, no, nothing. It's time to go."

He said this lightly, and raised the battle axe in his hand. The shadow it cast covered George Art's body, which was gradually turning into a corpse.

Then, using all his strength, he dropped down suddenly.

George's withered body instantly disintegrated under the cold axe blade, turning into countless pieces, and then completely withered and decomposed in the air, and finally literally turned to ashes.

The extremely luxurious throne he was sitting on was also split into two halves with this blow, merging into a ball with the scattered and falling debris.

"Goodbye, father. In this way, then..."

Heidi, with a gloomy face, did not continue.

As her tense nerves snapped, her vision was instantly engulfed in darkness, and her body fell limply backwards.

As her petite body fell to the ground, the incident in the royal capital came to an end.

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The moment the incident ended, Heidi, who had persisted until now purely by her own perseverance, collapsed completely.

He did not regain consciousness for a long time afterwards.

Unlike the previous times she fainted, this time, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not have a nightmare, nor did she toss and turn between being half asleep and half awake. Instead, she truly fell asleep.

Ever since the outbreak of the blood plague in the royal capital... no, it should be since the Battle of Anlin Plains almost two months ago, she has not had a good rest.

The improvement of the situation is certainly one aspect, but more importantly, it is a change in mentality.

Heidi Yalter, this vase constructed from the glamorous lies of the nobility and the royal family, was pushed to the forefront due to current events.

Struggling with the huge gap between cognition and reality, he gradually became paranoid in order to protect himself, and accepted everything step by step amidst continuous blows and shocks.

In the end, when her father's true face was exposed and the original starting point of her three views completely collapsed, Heidi felt relieved.

After all, there is no need to worry about those messy things. Just admit that you have been deceived, and then start all over again with unity of knowledge and action.

As for where it will go next...it's hard to say.

Eze didn't dare to make a decision for her while she was sleeping.

However, due to her disability, the task of concluding the incident in the royal capital will have to be done by Aize for a short period of time.

The moment George Art finally returned to dust, the eternal night that enveloped the royal capital also dissipated simultaneously.

Those blood slaves who still remained in the royal capital and had not yet been eliminated also perished along with their masters' departure.

But the aftermath of this incident has only just begun.

Three-quarters of the population in the entire royal capital died.

After the final battle, nearly 100,000 corpses were lying all over the place around the safe zone, literally becoming a sea of blood and corpses.

Although most of the blood slaves' bodies turned into ashes after the sun rose, cleaning up the remaining ones was still a huge hassle.

If we are not careful, a plague in the conventional sense may break out after the blood plague.

I can't even laugh just thinking about it.

In addition to the casualties, the capital's infrastructure, even the royal palace, was almost completely destroyed.

The entire city was completely paralyzed, becoming an oversized ruin and refugee camp, no longer having even the most basic functions.

And the problem is not limited to the royal capital.

Bryan had previously rebelled and fallen, and in this incident, Auchinleck was killed in the chaos.

A major reshuffle of the kingdom's situation is inevitable.

Letters and messengers from various forces rained down on the royal capital, and everyone was considering what would happen next.

Even Aize was scratching his head over this series of troubles.

But what needs to be done still needs to be done.

Cleaning up the bodies, resettling the people, communicating with the Chamber of Commerce to ensure the supply of materials and the resumption of business activities, and determining some of the most important reconstruction work, etc.

It took two days to basically stabilize the situation.

On the third day, when Aize was continuing to handle related matters in the study of the palace, there was suddenly a hurried knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Aize, who was already getting irritated from working overtime, didn't even bother to look up and just responded casually.

With a crisp click from the keyhole, the door was almost knocked open, and a figure flew in, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, directly passed over the desk and hit Aize who was busy with his work with his head down.

“…What the hell!? Aa ...

Before Aize could react, he was knocked to the ground along with the chair.

“It hurts, it hurts—Who is it!!!!?”

I opened my eyes dizzy and saw a familiar figure.

She has the appearance of a cute little girl, with expressionless, doll-like facial features and silver hair.

Nain, a member of the brave team Silver Star, is also Yuriel's subordinate.

Like her captain, she was one of Aize's best partners when she was still active as a hero.

"Aize, long time no see."

After flying over and knocking Aize to the ground, she was now sitting astride the latter's chest, with her head slightly tilted, greeting him expressionlessly.

Aize's anger instantly turned into doubt.

"Nain? Why are you..."

"What are you doing?! What are you going to do if you get hurt?!"

Before he could even ask, Uriel rushed into the study and lifted Nain off Aize like a cat.

The latter neither struggled nor showed any displeasure, but simply said mechanically:

"Because I haven't seen Aize for a long time, and I miss him."

"We've come such a long way, and you're going to pounce just a little bit closer? Why aren't you so agile in normal battles? And, I..."

The strongest black-haired hero didn't continue speaking.

Because she found that Aize, who had suffered an inexplicable injury, was still lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, looking at the two of them with a puzzled look.

This is obviously inappropriate.

He put Nain down and pulled Aize up from the ground, and the three of them sat down on the sofa.

Nain picked up the biscuits on the coffee table and sat next to Aize without any hesitation. She savoured the biscuits slowly while swinging her legs and rubbing her head against Aize intentionally or unintentionally.

As mentioned before, this guy can be considered the most special among the heroes.

As an artificial person rather than a human, she has no normal emotional expression and speaks like a machine, but she particularly likes to stick to Aize.

That's how it used to be.

Now it seems that nothing has changed.

Yuriel took the opportunity to explain the whole story.

What she said made Aize's brows twist into a knot in an instant.

"...You mean, Rosalyn asked you to come?"

"Yes, she said that you were involved in the blood plague incident in the capital of the Kingdom of Arte and were in danger. She hoped that we could come and help you."

During the riots in the Holy City that occurred simultaneously with the blood plague incident in the royal capital, she relied on her keen intuition to capture and severely injure the frantic Leah.

He wanted to kill the crazy woman directly, but was stopped by Rosaline who suddenly appeared and claimed to have received inspiration from the goddess.

The latter also told Uriel that Aize was in danger.

"I wanted to get here as quickly as possible, but I was also worried that the bastard was playing some trick on me, so I split the team and the Knights into two groups, heading to Tafia and the Royal Capital respectively."

They split up and acted separately, so only two people from the four-member Silver Star team arrived.

At this point, Uriel sighed softly, then smiled wryly and shook her head:

"In the end, I didn't expect that you had already solved the problem. We made a wasted trip."

"Um……"

Aize fell silent.

Before coming to the royal capital, he had already learned about the riots in the Holy City from his informants.

Unexpectedly, the subsequent development turned out to be that Leia bypassed all martial law and pursuit, and went on a killing spree in the Holy City alone.

No matter how you think about it, that disabled person is not capable of doing such a thing.

So what's going on?

Is Rosalyn behind this?

If so, how did she do it and what was her purpose?

I don't understand.

As long as things are related to this guy, they will inevitably become inexplicable.

Let’s put aside the matter of the Holy City.

Reveal information to Uriel and let Uriel help him.

She had done the same thing before in Tafea, but she caught up with it that time and didn't this time. The behavior itself was no different.

Why is it?