All Chapters of The Last Golden Eagle : Chapter 171
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Chapter 170 – The Princess and the Secret
Over the next two days, Darian and the others roamed the palace freely, always using the guise of inspecting the place. He had told Noel to help him investigate the prince in a mask—William. For some reason, Darian had issues whenever he saw him.Darian got to the back end of the palace and saw other senior guards standing there. He had never been in this part of the palace before. He heard the sound of hands plucking the strings of a zither. Darian turned to see someone sitting under a shed. She was an extremely beautiful woman with piercing green eyes, wearing a simple white dress that flowed around her like a mist. As she played, the wind did its best to pick up her hair and float it. Darian felt a warm sensation in his chest and he just could not take his eyes off her.A fellow guard named Robert placed a hand on Darian’s shoulder. “Just like you, Luke, it is hard for anyone to take their eyes off her whenever she walks or she plays.”Darian smirked. “Who is she?”Robert replied,
Chapter 171 – The Return of the Eagle’s Mark
Darian responded, “Well, since the three of us are suspicious, let me be the one to go near him. I feel he will come to me soon.”“Why?” Jerry asked.Darian replied, “I have gained the trust of the King. From time to time, I spend time with the King and I speak to him. I am learning how the King thinks, but I am also noting how ambitious Prince William is.”Noel added, “I heard that Prince William was never cherished. Later, he left the royal family under the guise of going into the mountains to pray and train. He stayed there for a while and then he returned the moment the Rebel Master in our camp died.”Darian leaned forward. “You mean the timelines match exactly?”Noel nodded his head. “Yes.”Darian went silent and balled his fist. Then he spoke, “Coupled with the fact now that he wears a different mask. His mask used to be black and grey, and now it is gold.”Jerry sighed. “We would have all died; I just knew it. I am grateful that it was all revealed sooner.”***The next day, wh
Chapter 172 – The King’s Ruin
Life is about cause and effect. And of course, the Palace of Azariel was thrown into turmoil. The Eagles had broken into the security systems of the palace, and security had to be beefed up. Jerry walked over to Darian and whispered, “I have seen where Her Holiness hid the second gem. I can give you the location.”Darian smiled to himself.That night, Darian fought the feeling to go and see his father. The last thing he wanted was for him to be traced as one who left the palace. Noel noticed and sighed as he whispered gently, “We are in motion, my man. We will soon be done.”***William knelt on the cold, icy floor before the throne of Her Holiness. Her throne was made of jagged, translucent ice, fitted directly into the middle of the wall, with staircases carved from packed snow that shimmered with an unnatural light.William was shaking all over.“You said you had it all under control. You said you knew that the next place for action was for the Golden Eagle to come here. You claime
Chapter 173 – The Eve of Judgment
“The King has been removed from his position for treason against me. As a warning to others, the King is to be executed in the full glare of the people of the capital of Azariel with slow slicing. Just as I cut his hand, the rest of the parts of his body are to be sliced,” Her Holiness declared.“No!” the King yelled.“Stuff his mouth for me,” Her Holiness ordered, and a big rag was squeezed into the mouth of the King.“Back to what I was saying. Prince William has given me good information. He is to be made King!” Her Holiness said.William gave a bow and smiled to himself. “I thank Her Holiness for seeing my deep-seated loyalty. I will not fail you.”Her Holiness chuckled dryly. “For your own sake, you had better not. Take the deposed King away and execute him by dawn. Make sure he does not die before then.***Darian and all the soldiers got the news. William was to be made King. Darian told Noel and Jerry, “I think tomorrow at the public execution is the right time to strike.”Jer
Chapter 174 – The Day of the Eagle
The soldiers hurried to sweep people out of their homes. If they were seen not doing their duty, they could be killed. Darian, Noel, and Jerry were also working. They yelled instead of hitting people, and Darian had caught sight of some of his men. They were dressed so much like commoners that it took a while to recognize them.Soon, all the people were made to surround the place. They stood on the big field, waiting for what was to happen. Some of the common people shivered, many whispering to each other that they could die today because they were forced into the execution ground. They looked at the execution platform before them and waited.Soon, the sound of drums was heard. Everyone went on their knees immediately—both commoners and royals. It was Her Holiness’s procession. She was carried on a giant, lavish sedan, its sides draped in shimmering white silk and adorned with gold tassels that swayed with every step of the carriers.Then she stepped out of it and climbed the steps of
Chapter 175 – The Fall of the False King
Even if that was not his priority now, Noel just wanted to confine Prince William until he had the chance to humiliate him well. So, he rushed to Prince William and pierced his arm, tearing it so deep that blood splashed everywhere. William groaned in pain.William used his other hand to grab a knife from his side. He tried to use it to slice the eagle, but Noel used the fire that rose from his feet to burn up the knife. William yelled and tried to turn his horse so that he could run away. But when he did, he met dead bodies, and the majority were those of his men. Then the eagle came to face him.Noel immediately resumed his true form. “Remember me?”William was taken aback. With a growl, he said, “Noel?”Noel smiled, “Rebel Master! I knew it was you!” He launched at him with a knife.Noel lunged, his blade catching the sunlight, but William—despite his mangled arm—was fueled by the desperation of a cornered rat. He rolled off his horse, his royal robes staining with the mud and bloo
Chapter 176 – The Reclaiming of the Sky
The sky over the capital was no longer blue. It was a mix of gold and cold white. Darian had summoned a solar beam, and as the Solar Beam hit Her Holiness, she shook. Her fingers went numb. The crooked staff—the tool she had used to rule for a thousand years—slipped from her giant hand.It fell through the air like a big mountain. It hit the ground near the execution field with a loud bang. The staff rolled away, then it resumed its normal size.But Her Holiness was not finished. She was still very angry. She looked at the staff. It was still too far away. If she were to go after it now, the golden eagle would have the chance to defeat her."You think a stick makes me a god? I have sucked up that thing for a thousand years!" she screamed. Her voice was as loud as a falling cliff. "I am the winter that never ends!"She slammed her giant hands into the dirt. Huge spikes of black ice shot out of the ground. They moved toward the sky like spears. Darian, in his giant Golden Eagle form, fl
Chapter 177 – The Reclaiming of the Sky
The sky over the capital of Azariel was no longer blue; it was a swirling vortex of gold and frost, a celestial battlefield where two eras of magic collided. As the Solar Beam struck Her Holiness, the force of the impact sent a tremor through her gargantuan frame. Her grip, which had held the world in a frozen vice for a millennium, finally faltered. The crooked staff—the source of her borrowed divinity—slipped from her massive, numbed fingers.It fell like a falling mountain, whistling through the air until it slammed into the stone outskirts of the execution field. It rolled a great distance, carving a trench in the earth, the giant gem in its center flickering with a dying, erratic light.But Her Holiness was not defeated. Even without the staff, the malice in her soul was a battery of its own.“You think a stick makes me a god?” she shrieked, her voice cracking like an avalanche. “I am the winter that never ends! I am the hunger of the ice!”She crouched low, her giant hands slamm
Chapter 178– The Fire of the Golden Eagle
Her Holiness lay on the cold stone, but she did not look defeated. Suddenly, she began to shake. A horrible, dry sound came from her throat. She was laughing. It was a loud, crazy sound that echoed off the broken walls of the palace."You think you have won, little boy?" she shrieked. Her eyes were wide and full of madness. She looked at Darian with pure hatred. "I curse you! I curse your blood and your kingdom! I have lived for a thousand years, and I will be the shadow that haunts your dreams forever! You will lose everything you love, just like Fortune did!"She stood up on shaky legs, her face twisted and ugly. She began to scream ancient, dark words, trying to call upon the last of her black magic. The air around her turned cold one last time, but Darian did not flinch.Darian looked at her with pity and strength. "Your time is over, Laurel. The world does not belong to your shadows anymore."Darian stepped back and took a deep breath. He did not even need to transform fully. He
Chapter 179– The Throne of Gold and Grace (The End)
Noel picked up another letter. "The Southern Governors say the same thing. They have already opened their granaries to the poor and are waiting for your tax collectors. They are terrified, Darian. They’ve heard that you turned Her Holiness into ash with a single breath."Darian leaned back, looking at the eagle carving on the wall. "I do not want to kill them, Noel. If they submit and treat their people well, they can keep their lands. We have had enough blood. I want to build a kingdom, not a graveyard."Noel nodded, looking relieved. "I will send the replies. They will be happy to know they get to keep their heads."The day of the coronation arrived, and the capital was more crowded than it had ever been in history. People had traveled from the Lowlands, the North, and even the recently submitted East to see the man who had broken the thousand-year winter.The ceremony took place on the high balcony overlooking the Great Square. Darian stood at the edge, looking out at a sea of face