Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Thinking about it carefully, Roy found that this was really possible. The throne of Londinium had been vacant for more than ten years, and the entire Victoria relied on the parliament for support, but the major dukes all had armies that could not be underestimated.

According to the regulations of the parliament, the duke is not allowed to reside in Londinium, so they all send their own envoys or viscounts in the territory to move around in Londinium and convey their will.

However, there was one duke who was special, the duke in charge of garrisoning Londinium. It was he who brought about a balance between the parliament, the duke, and the royal family.

As for the identity of the duke, Roy guessed that it was one of the three mythical species that make up the Victorian symbol - the unicorn.

The Duke of Wellington is the most ambitious person after the death of King Aslan, and he may have won over the Duke of Caster.

The balance between the eight dukes will be broken, but the parliament and the steam knights in Londinium have not yet been eradicated, which is an obstacle to everyone's fight for the throne.

Therefore, Roy had reason to guess that the Duke of Wellington came to him this time, most likely wanting to use the Sarkaz Demon King to break the precarious situation inside the capital Londinium and let him lead his troops to move in.

This is exactly the same as the plot where Tracy was invited to lead the Military Committee to settle in Londinium and kill the Steam Knights.

However, this time the result was not reached after a meeting of the great dukes, but the Duke of Wellington took the lead.

"It's really interesting. Wellington is a man of outstanding military achievements, and he is praised as "the only Grand Duke in Victoria after the Battle of the Four Emperors", but he is timid when it comes to seizing power."

"If he publicly stated that he was ready to take over the crown, I believe many people would not dare to say anything, but why did he support the Deep Pool?"

"Is he trying to push Drake to the throne so that he can control the power of the parliament? Or is it because he is from Tara that he will inevitably be criticized for inheriting the throne? But why would he care about these things?"

......

Royce thought about it for a long time, but couldn't come up with a reason that could convince himself, so he simply put it aside.

Anyway, this is Victoria's own business. As long as it doesn't interfere with Kazdel's development, they can do whatever they want.

"There was such a big commotion last night. I wonder if this old man, Quisatusta, who is good at hiding his life, has noticed anything? It's time to pay him a visit..."

"Are you hiding well? The sinner of the Sarkaz - Quesatusta."

Roy stood up and left the reception room, with his hands behind his back, and a pitch-black scabbard appeared in the void.

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"Your Excellency the Duke, that person has rejected your invitation and expressed no interest in joining..."

The envoy who left the Kazdel landship soon arrived at the Duke of Wellington's residence in Oak Forest County, knelt on one knee on the soft animal hair carpet, and reported the situation.

"Okay, I got it. You can leave..." Wellington stood alone in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the capital, Londinium.

After receiving the new order, the messenger nodded heavily and disappeared in the shadow cast by Wellington.

He was so old that he had almost forgotten what the air in Londinium smelled like. He probably thought it was all exhaust from factories.

When he participated in the Four Emperors' War, Duke Kast was still a child. Many of the Grand Dukes in office today grew up listening to the story of "The Death Knell of the Empire" and they are filled with emotion when they think back on their lives of fighting.

"Hehe... Wellington, when did you become so weak? Are you too old? You actually thought of seeking help from the Sarkaz, something that only the younger generation would do."

"...In that case, I will tear all the enemies that stand in my way into pieces and swallow them into my stomach..."

With his dry hands behind his back, he picked up the gorgeous saber again and pulled it out easily. The mirror-smooth blade reflected the old lion's vertical pupils, which were sharper than the blade.

......

"Shining, we'll set off for Londinium tomorrow. The matter of the Absolver must be resolved eventually." Roy found Shining who was maintaining her weapons. She was wiping the sword-shaped staff she used before with a sword cloth.

Extending from the tree-branch-like decorative hilt is a flawless white blade, the same color as Shining's hair.

"I know that this is a sin that I should eliminate with my own hands. I won't run away anymore." In Shining's compassionate brown eyes, there was no longer the confusion that she had when she escaped from Victoria's underground laboratory with Nightingale.

"That nightingale..."

"I will tell her everything. I don't expect her to forgive me. All her suffering was caused by me, and I should be responsible for it." When mentioning Nightingale, sadness and pain appeared in Shining's calm eyes.

"I think you should talk to her first." Roy sat down next to Shining and offered his suggestion.

Shining shook his head slightly and said, "I want to tell her after all this is over. She has her own free will, and no matter what choice she makes in the end, I can accept it."

After saying that, Shining put the sword back into the scabbard and began to prepare tomorrow's combat equipment.

She knew very well what the environment was like in those filthy laboratories hidden underground in Londinium.

Shining doesn't want Roy to take action on her behalf the whole time. She wants to use her own sword to cut off the sin hidden deep in her blood.

"Ah..." Roy sighed deeply and left Shining's room.

......

"Bang bang bang..."

"Nightingale, are you resting?" Roy, who learned of Shining's attitude, came to the door of Nightingale's room.

"Is that Roy? The door is not locked, come in." Nightingale replied in the room.

When I opened the door, I saw Nightingale leaning on a chair, knitting needles in her hand, and a piece of black and white cloth lying quietly on her slender thighs.

"What is the nightingale doing?" Roy took a closer look, but couldn't tell what the nightingale was weaving.

Nightingale raised her head and smiled sweetly, and said in a joyful tone: "This is a scarf I knitted for Shining. How does it look?"

She put down her knitting needles, picked up the half-finished scarf, tied it around her neck and showed it to Roy.

"Where did Nightingale learn this craft? The patterns on it are so beautiful." Roy reached out and touched the intricate patterns on the surface of the scarf, and asked curiously.

"This is a pattern I created based on my own magic and with the guidance of Miss Theresa. I spent some time creating it." Nightingale looked up proudly, her delicate little face full of pride.

"I see... By the way, we are going to Londinium tomorrow, Nightingale, please get ready tonight." Seeing Nightingale's condition, Roy understood why Shining chose to do this.

Nightingale believed in and relied on The Shining so much, but The Shining hurt and deceived her from the very beginning.

"Are we going to deal with the Absolvers? But aren't they Shining's companions?" Nightingale frowned. She was worried that Shining would not be able to accept it.

"No, they are a group of Sarkaz who have committed serious crimes. We are the only ones who are Shining's companions, so Nightingale must stay with Shining at all times."

"Okay..." Nightingale answered dazedly as her blue eyes gradually lost focus.

Roy added a spell to his words without Nightingale noticing, causing her to become temporarily unconscious.

"Nightingale, I hope you can make a choice that follows your heart with your own will. Don't worry about your past. Shining and I will face it with you."

The dark crown between the two horns flickered, and Roy left a spell in Nightingale's mind, which could help her stabilize her consciousness when she fell into self-doubt.

A nightingale is only a nightingale, not a vessel for a usurped crown. Perhaps after tomorrow she will have a name of her own.

A nice name, instead of the current code name Nightingale.