The battlefield descended into chaos the instant the final words between the two opposing sides faded into silence. For a brief heartbeat, neither army moved. Thousands of eyes remained fixed on the figures standing at the center of the open field, waiting for someone to make the first move. The wind swept across the bloodstained earth, carrying the scent of steel, sweat, and the promise of death. Birds that had circled overhead moments earlier fled into the distance as though even nature wished to avoid witnessing what was about to unfold.Anthony slowly exhaled, his calm gaze sweeping across the enemies before him. He had expected this day for a long time. Every decision he had made, every lesson he had taught, and every hardship he had forced his students to endure had led to this very moment. The battlefield was no longer merely a place of war. It had become the stage upon which years of preparation would be judged.Without taking his eyes off King Alvin, Anthony stepped backwar

The battle had raged from morning until the fading light of evening, and by the time the sun hung low over the horizon, the once-green plains had become almost unrecognizable. The earth was scarred with deep craters, broken weapons lay scattered across the field, and countless bodies covered the blood-soaked ground. Thick clouds of dust drifted through the air, mixing with the metallic scent of blood and smoke, while the cries of the wounded echoed from every corner of the battlefield.Neither side had surrendere or retreated.Every soldier who remained standing knew that the war would end only when one army could no longer fight.Keiran and King Alvin continued to dominate the center of the battlefield.Their duel had become the heart of the war itself.Every collision of their blades shook the surrounding ground, forcing nearby soldiers from both armies to keep their distance. Neither Anthony's men nor Alvin's dared interrupt them, for stepping into the middle of that battle was no

The sun had begun setting when a familiar voice echoed through Keiran's courtyard."So this is where all the heroes disappeared to."Anthony looked toward the entrance before chuckling."I wondered how long it would take."Standing proudly at the gate was Anderson.Unlike everyone else, he looked completely untouched by the battle.His expensive clothes remained spotless and his confident grin stretched. Without waiting for permission, he marched inside the courtyard as though he owned the place."Congratulations!"He spread both arms dramatically."You've officially become the people everyone in the kingdom is talking about."His laughter filled the peaceful courtyard"You should've seen the city! They're already calling you legends."Keiran smiled faintly."You seem happier than we are."Anderson laughed loudly."Of course I am!"He pointed toward the distant palacen"The Emperor lost”, then toward the battlefield."King Alvin lost” and back toward Anthony. "And my friends won."Then

The heavy doors of the audience hall closed with a deep thud behind Adam as his voice gradually faded into the distance. For a few moments, no one inside the courtroom spoke. The interruption had stirred emotions that many had struggled to keep under control, yet Keiran's calm response had restored order before chaos could take hold.The young Warlord remained seated, his posture straight and composed. His expression revealed nothing, but those who knew him well understood that he had no desire to humiliate anyone. The court had not been convened for revenge. It had been convened so the kingdom could finally close one of the darkest chapters in its history.The chief elder rose from his seat and unfolded a long scroll containing the official charges. His aged voice echoed throughout the chamber as he listed every crime committed by the former Emperor and William over the years. It began with abuse of imperial authority, unlawful imprisonment, and corruption. It continued with the exe

Silence fell over the grand council hall like a heavy curtain, no one spoke or even dared to breathe loudly.The decision that had just been announced hung in the air, refusing to settle in the minds of those present.Every elder, every noble, every commander, and every official stared at the man standing before them, Wesley, the quiet warrior who had stood beside Keiran through countless battles and also, the son of Anthony, the man who had never once shown the slightest interest in ruling an empire.He was the one Keiran had chosen, even Wesley himself looked as though he had stopped hearing the world around him.His eyes widened slightly while his expression remained frozen"Me?" His voice was barely audible.Several people looked toward Keiran, wondering if perhaps they had misunderstood or maybe the Warlord had intended to say someone else's name.The elders exchanged confused glances, the generals looked at one another, even Marcus raised an eyebrow, Selene slowly smiled to he