Not A God

Chapter 87

What began as a conflict between some small kingdoms became a conflict between empires, with more and more friction and hatred building up day by day. The real nightmare began with the accession to the throne of a child under the age of fifteen. That emperor, Caesar V, who claimed to be the last royal descendant of the Caesar dynasty, the most powerful empire of the past, launched a war of revenge against the enemy emperor in his first year on the throne.

Caesar V claimed that the royal family had been cut off by the enemy emperor. And as the last of the royal family, he wanted to avenge the deaths of his royal kin in vain, even going so far as to gamble on the dynasty's national fortunes to fight the then-powerful enemy kingdom.

At the time, everyone was looking on in amusement. No one thought that this milquetoast child's spur-of-the-moment war would have much impact, and would most likely die before his time. It was clear that the young man had someone behind him to make it to the throne and would not have indulged in such a foolish and costly battle plan.

However, the war ended abruptly, beyond all expectations.

Even before the other countries on the continent could react, the Caesar Empire's territory expanded several times, completely wiping the enemy country off the continent's map in a gesture of unparalleled power that shook the heart. In particular, Emperor Caesar's brutal murder of hundreds of thousands of the enemy's subjects was a scandal. It is said that the long river that flows through the continent near the enemy's country was red for two months after the end of the war, and the smell of blood still lingered in its waters until six months later.

It was unbelievable that it was only a boy under the age of fifteen who had done this. From then on, Caesar V was nicknamed the "Blood Emperor", a name he seemed to be happy with and allowed himself to be called by other nicknames, and from then on he became obsessed with war, waging one war after another on the Mist Continent, with a cloud of death hanging over the otherwise peaceful continent. Wherever Caesar V pointed his sword, he was invincible in battle, but never took prisoners, but

Every city was slaughtered, blood was spilt, and booms were destroyed.

Every city that once flourished was reduced to ruins, the cries of the common people were heard in the sky, the dead were everywhere, and the land was dyed red with blood.

The name of the Blood Emperor was true to its name.

In the end, the whole continent was forced to form a common alliance to fight against this poor empire, and even to pray for the help of the Holy Sieze. The priests, whose power had been restricted by the empires to hunt only sorcerers, became their last straw. It was rumoured that the reason why the Blood Emperor was so fearsome and invincible was that behind him stood the most terrifying sorceress on the continent, Vadilan.

It was she who had single-handedly created an army of alchemical creations for the Blood Emperor, each one immortal and powerful. Although it was unknown why this madwoman who believed in the Faceless God was helping the Blood Emperor, the only person who could currently stand up to this sorceress was His Eminence, Del in the Holy Sieze.

"...... Your Adjudicator, this is what the representatives of the Empire wanted to tell you, may I ask what Your Excellency means?"

Inside the ornate and spacious cathedral of the Holy Sieze, in the lobby covered with towering columns, the insectoid, whose face could not be seen in his white robe, listened to the message delivered by the priests under his command and was silent for a long time before saying, "I understand, I will intervene in this matter and tell them not to be too eager."

This was the third wave of Imperial representatives to come, and it was easy to see between the utterances the restlessness in the hearts of these Imperial royals.