Various Perspectives

Under the terrified gazes of countless knights, the tauren, who had broken through their defenses in an instant, charged before the city gate.

The massive gate was about a meter thick.

It was not purely wooden; the wooden interior was encased in a stone shell.

These shells had been specially treated to possess a hardness similar to steel!

It was almost impossible for even a knight around level forty to break through such a gate.

Yet, before their stunned eyes, the two-and-a-half-meter-tall bull charged the gate.

With a furious roar, he swung the axe he had been dragging behind him in a massive arc, slamming it violently into the gate.

"Bull Strike!!"

Boom!!

With a thunderous sound like the turning of an earth dragon, the walls near the city gate trembled incessantly.

The half-gate, nearly ten meters high, was shattered in an instant.

Everyone was stunned, but Sake was not; he suddenly turned back and roared:

"Go!!"

The knights who had been following the bull were equally shocked, but they did not forget their duty. While the other knights were still dazed, they spurred their horses to a gallop, escorting the carriage through the gate.

"Oh no!"

"Quick, after them!!"

"We can't let them reach Dragon City!"

The pursuing knights only reacted once the carriage had cleared the gate.

However, just as they tried to give chase, they found their path blocked by the two-and-a-half-meter-tall tauren, weighing nearly two tons.

Sss!

A mist like steam emanated from his body. The sudden burst of power had caused Sake's internal temperature to skyrocket, and even his snorts now carried a searing heat.

"With Old Sake here, no one passes!!"

Sake gripped the massive axe that was nearly as tall as he was.

He stood there like a terrifying omen of misfortune, causing the knights to instinctively recoil in fear.

To destroy a city gate was a feat almost impossible for anyone below level fifty.

This meant that this old bull was undoubtedly a powerhouse around level fifty.

Even among level fifty experts, few could shatter a gate so cleanly.

Such existences were beyond the reach of these ordinary knights.

Perhaps only the eight individuals bearing the title of Guardian Knight had the power to break a city gate.

But at this moment, there were only level forty knights at the North Gate.

Without a Guardian Knight to lead them, Brave Knights simply could not unleash battle formation skills.

Except for those with exceptional natural talent, Brave Knights could not comprehend battle formation skills on their own.

This meant that if they wanted to pass through the gate, they would have to face this bull in direct, physical combat.

But after witnessing the ferocious power he used to shatter the gate, who would dare to step forward?

For a moment, silence fell over the North Gate.

Sake let out another disdainful snort.

Sss!

"Hmph! No guts at all."

Turning his head, Sake shouted toward the receding carriage:

"Old Sake will wait right here! Go on, don't worry!"

With that, Sake slammed the butt of his axe into the ground, the end of the handle cracking the stone tiles as it embedded itself. Then, he sat down right there on the ground.

He kept a watchful eye on the cowardly knights before him while muttering to himself:

"Your Highness, I've finally been useful this time! I didn't take those wages for nothing!"

It seemed this bull still remembered the incident where Lola was poisoned under his protection.

...

The situation at the North Gate had fallen into a deadlock.

None of the knights were capable of breaking through, and they naturally did not dare to charge Sake recklessly.

As for the lances that had been stuck in Sake's body earlier, they had all fallen out.

Aside from some superficial wounds, his combat effectiveness had not been affected in the slightest.

Meanwhile, in Moonrise City.

Izzy Russell Capablanca.

This newly appointed first-class Viscount had already seized control of most of Moonrise City.

Immediately after becoming a noble, he had begun recruiting soldiers and buying horses.

This was a task the Saintess had ordered before she left Moonrise City.

"Dear, how is the situation in the city?"

A beautiful woman walked through the door, her long blue hair and deep blue eyes giving her an air of gentle elegance. Her graceful aura was enough to make one's heart skip a beat.

She was a peerless beauty.

Even her voice was enough to make one's heart flutter.

Hearing his wife's call, Izzy took a deep breath and turned to look at her.

"The city is mostly stabilized. Her Highness already performed a purge of Moonrise City before she left. As for the Stuart family, although some of their branch families joined the chaos, they were suppressed by Lord Byron."

With the rebellions breaking out in various cities, Izzy was currently unable to contact Brilliant City.

This filled his heart with deep concern.

While Moonrise City was fine, communications with all other cities seemed to have been severed.

This was definitely not some 'spontaneous' act but a pre-planned conspiracy!

With Lord Byron intentionally yielding, Izzy had also gained a portion of military authority in Moonrise City.

Thus, those who had suppressed the rebellion within the city were all his subordinates.

"Is there any news from Her Highness?"

Izzy watched his wife walk to his side, naturally wrapping his arm around her slender waist and pulling her into his embrace.

Aiya sat in his lap and shook her head.

"No, Brilliant City's communications are still shut down. There is no way to make contact."

Izzy nodded.

At this stage, although the area around Moonrise City had been mostly pacified, the key to the entire incident was not him, but Her Highness.

If Her Highness was fine, then everything would be fine.

But if something happened to her, there would be virtually no way to turn the situation around.

In the end, it all depended on Her Highness!

Recalling the battle at the Central Square in Moonrise City, a strange sense of confidence rose in Izzy's heart.

Though he could see no hope in the current situation, if it were her... perhaps she could save the day.

In his view, even if this rebellion were suppressed, Her Highness could only kill the ringleaders.

After all, the entire Kingdom of the Moon still required nobles to govern it.

Even if Her Highness had collected many books and talented people to establish schools, that would take time!

Humans are not insects; they cannot simply shed a shell and grow up. It requires years, even decades of accumulation to produce talent.

At this stage, almost all the talent in the Kingdom of the Moon was monopolized by the nobility.

This meant that even if Her Highness won this time, these noble families could not be entirely wiped out.

There is no punishing the masses.

If she were to kill hundreds of thousands of people at once, even setting aside whether the knights could suppress the fallout, the subsequent administration would inevitably face massive problems.

Thinking of this, Izzy instinctively recalled the school he had founded.

This was one of the tasks Her Highness had assigned him before her departure.

"Is everything okay with the school? Are there any good prospects?"

They had only been married for two months, but he was rarely home.

It wasn't because he was out fooling around, but because the tasks Her Highness had left him were simply too numerous.

Even when he could go home, he was usually exhausted the moment he walked through the door.

However, she had no complaints; in fact, she was full of joy.

Regardless of the work, the fact that her man was valued by Her Highness and managed most of Moonrise City was a good thing.

"The school is fine. There are indeed a few good prospects."

Aiya was the one managing the school. It had to be said that there were indeed talented individuals among the commoners who were quick to learn.

They were just a bit too young.

"Why did you suddenly think to ask about that?"

Aiya was curious, but Izzy only shook his head with a wry smile.

"What else? Once this incident passes, Her Highness will surely begin centralizing power. But right now, she doesn't have many people she can use. I was thinking that once the school is ready, I can quickly send some talent to her."

Aiya rolled her eyes at him.

"You think this is like steaming buns, where they're ready as soon as the lid is off? It's only been open for a month. Even if there are talents, they aren't ready yet."

"True enough. Alright, let's not talk about it for now."

Izzy shook his head with a smile.

Over the past two months, he had truly experienced what it meant to be exhausted.

Now, he had a virtuous wife and a successful career.

After just two short months, he had matured quite a bit.

In the past, he never had to consider so many things.

But now that he sat in this position, he had to account for every perspective.

The streets of Moonrise City were still bustling with noise and lit by magic lamps and torches.

On the streets, newly recruited soldiers and independent powerhouses were searching for rebels.

Unlike other cities, Moonrise City had undergone a great purge. Except for the Stuart family, the branches of other families were nearly extinct.

Naturally, it was difficult for chaos to break out here. Even if some petty criminals appeared, they were swiftly dealt with.

But other cities were not as well-handled.

They were essentially entirely controlled by the nobility.

The so-called 'rebellion' was just them continuing their control under a different name.

Thus, situations like this were rare elsewhere.

However, the chaos in Brilliant City could be said to be the most intense.

At the Mage Association, Vincent sat calmly in the hall. The room was already filled with mages in various attire, including a familiar figure.

Hubert, the hypnotist mage whom Luo Li had brought back from Moonrise City.

He had been studying here during this time. He hadn't expected that after only two months, things would become so turbulent around Her Highness again.

"President, things are still very chaotic outside. What should we do?"

Hubert asked in a low voice.

Both Vincent and Hubert had high hopes for the current Saintess. They found they had much in common and had naturally grown closer.

Furthermore, Vincent was the president transferred from the Moonrise City Mage Association.

Having come with Hubert, their relationship was naturally better.

As a result, Hubert had become his confidant.

Hearing the worry in Hubert's tone, a smile appeared on Vincent's face.

"It's nothing. We just need to wait. Once Her Highness takes action, I imagine things will settle down."

Hubert's expression was somewhat troubled.

"President, shouldn't we... do something? It's not right for things to stay this chaotic."

Vincent shook his head slightly.

"Chaos? How much more chaotic can it get? Her Highness defeated a hundred thousand demons with five thousand knights. If she isn't even afraid of the demon army, why would she fear a group of decadent nobles?"

At this, Vincent let out a cold laugh.

"Hah, it's not that I look down on these nobles, but these clowns probably don't even have the courage to face the demons. Now they dare to provoke a Saintess who crushed the demon army in a frontal confrontation? They're truly tired of living."

He turned to look at the worried Hubert and patted his shoulder.

"Alright, stop worrying. If Her Highness really gets ruthless, it's hard to say if these nobles will even live to see tomorrow."

Would a Saintess who could crush the demon army on a frontal battlefield fear a group of nobles who had long since rotted to the core?

In Vincent's eyes, this was simply like a mantis trying to stop a carriage—they were seeking their own deaths.

These nobles had played politics for too long, to the point they had forgotten one important thing.

Might makes right!

Setting aside whether they could withstand her wrath, would the Holy See even allow these nobles to rebel?

The current Her Highness had just led the entire army in an achievement that no one on the continent had accomplished in a thousand years.

A counter-offensive against the demon island.

Based on this feat alone, as long as she didn't lead her troops to rebel against the Holy See, the Church would never strip her of her title.

Nor would they take away her power.

To do so would only invite the mockery of other races, or even give them an opportunity to attack.

A Saintess had just led the entire continent to counter-attack the demons and heavily damage their army.

And then she gets taken down by her own people?

Setting everything else aside, would the common people at the bottom even accept this?

Would the knights who followed her to the demon island accept it?

If the Pope dared to strip Luo Li of her power, his prestige would plummet instantly.

He might even find it difficult to maintain his title as Pope.

Furthermore, the Dragon King and the Beast Sovereign, two of the continent's top powerhouses, were on very good terms with her.

If the Holy See wanted to strip her of her power and those two spoke up, how would the Pope answer?

What would he use to appease them?

Therefore, as long as the Pope was not a fool, he would never agree to strip the Saintess of the Moon of her military authority.

In fact, he would likely fully support her in suppressing the nobility.

Summing it up, the truth was... these nobles were seeking their own deaths.

"Hubert, there's no need to be anxious. Just watch; a good show is about to begin."

Vincent listened to the noise on the streets outside as if he didn't have a care in the world.

At that moment, Luo Li was still standing on the back of the holy white dragon, looking up at the distant night sky.

It was nearly half past five in the morning, and there was still no sign of light on the horizon.

It would likely be another two hours before dawn.

By then, they should be arriving at Twin-Wing City.

A cold wind blew through the girl's soft silver hair.

Her gaze was fixed intently toward the northwest.