Chapter 478

Chapter 478: The Beginning of Chaos

Yggdrasil Empire, Royal Palace, Donald’s Office.

If netizens saw his office, they would be amazed to find that it is filled with modern style, somewhat like the President’s office in the White House.

There is a vintage wooden desk with some buttons, and the walls around it are decorated with priceless magical items.

Jewelry, armor, weapons, everything you could imagine.

Not only that, but there are also fine oil paintings, sculptures, a world map, and above the world map, a wall full of cards.

All these cards are eight-star cards, with the lowest being of epic level.

The value of just this office is even greater than that of some small countries; this demonstrates the foundation of the world’s first empire.

Donald Tran loves cola; for his cola, he specially installed a mechanical device so that whenever he presses a button, a cola will be delivered to him.

But he hasn’t had cola for several days; he has only been drinking alcohol these days.

Donald did not sit on the chair but leaned against the wall.

Everywhere on the floor, vodka was scattered, and the strong smell of alcohol spread in his office.

Donald still held a bottle of vodka in his hand, pouring it into his mouth.

The Yggdrasil Empire doesn’t drink this kind of alcohol; it is quite strong and is only loved in cold places like Presea.

This alcohol is also quite cheap and does not fit Donald’s status.

"Augustus, you are dead, and that is good, very good… You say you are dead; I should be happy, but why do I suddenly feel so lonely? Do you know, I haven’t attended an international meeting for several days…" Donald picked up the bottle again and poured another drink.

"Without you, the international meetings are too boring…"

"I thought there would be an exciting war and game afterwards, and I would completely crush you, making my country rise above all others."

"But, but, you are dead, you coward. To avoid me, you actually died…"

"Puppet Stone, you really did it. You are so daring, you even dared to trick me."

Saying this, Donald couldn’t help but laugh, "Great, very good… One strong enemy less."

Knock, knock, knock…

At that moment, loud banging on the door began.

"Who is it!"

Donald shouted angrily, and the bottle in his hand smashed against the wall by the door, exploding with a loud crash.

Creak.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with great force.

Seeing the newcomer, Donald felt a little more alert.

"Oh, it’s you, old friend. Would you like to join me for a drink?" Donald looked at the newcomer and picked up a bottle of fresh wine, shaking it gently.

The person in front of him was named Joseph, a court wizard of the Yggdrasil Empire, a ninth-level warrior, known as the living book of arcane knowledge.

The reason the five permanent member countries are powerful is that each of them can provide one or two ninth-level warriors.

The strongest Yggdrasil Empire has three ninth-level warriors: a court wizard, a navy commander, and Donald’s uncle.

In this world, the royal families of the major empires are sure to have ninth-level fighters.

In the storylines the players encountered, these ninth-level warriors had not yet intervened to deal with Karoso; instead, the players’ organization, the Church of the Dawn Goddess, and the Kingdom of Persia were in conflict with Karoso.

"You need to wake up! The emperor of Presea is dead, and a coup is happening in Presea. What should we do?" Joseph huffed.

He was completely clueless about these international and political matters; otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached this level of power.

He, like Master Norma, is also involved in research.

But he couldn’t stand his disciple, who is Donald’s son, talking about it every day, so much that Joseph’s ears felt like they were getting calluses.

He had no choice but to seek out Donald.

"The king of Presea has died, hahahaha… What do we need to do?" A spark of excitement shone in Donald’s eyes, "In my opinion, their country will fall into chaos on its own. We just need to seize one important moment, just one, and we can make a fortune from the war."

"Are you waiting for someone to provoke Presea, so you can sell weapons or hire mercenaries?" Seeing Donald this way, Joseph couldn’t help but feel relieved.

"That’s too shallow, way too shallow." Donald shook his head, "What we need are people, wealthy people, people with resources! To put it simply, what we want is wealth and resources!"

……

Yaleman, a tavern.

"Today, we stand here on the land of Yaleman, a land that our ancestors watered with their blood and dignity!"

A middle-aged man with a small mustache was giving a passionate speech, "Before me stands a nation, a nation that groans in humiliation!"

"We are being oppressed by those great powers. The troops from Presea and Yggdrasil bully us freely on our land; they are riding on our backs, trampling our dignity!"

"Tell me, do you want to fight to be free warriors, or do you want to be slaves?"

"You might say, ‘Mr. Adolf, I need a job, a piece of bread.’ Yes, you are right, life and survival are very important, but I want to tell you, there is something more important than life in this world, and that is freedom, that is dignity!"

"As long as the troops from five great powers are here, our dignity does not exist!"

"As long as other countries hear ‘Yaleman’ and respond with scornful laughter, our dignity does not exist!"

"What we need is not just a piece of bread, but a space to live, a space for our nation to survive! This space for survival cannot be achieved by begging, but by iron and blood!"

"We must gather all the forces we can use, relying on professionals, cannons, tanks, and planes, to crush their dignity and lives, making them understand that we are not a group of cowards who only know how to beg!"

"I am proud that among you, there are very few spineless people! Before me is a legion with a thousand years of unyielding blood! This blood once flowed in our ancestors’ veins; they never surrendered!"

"Now, they are flowing rapidly inside our bodies. Tell me, do you want it to cool down?"

"No, we don’t!" The tavern echoed with a deafening sound.

"Two things can unite people: a common ideal and a shared crime. We have a great ideal, and we will give our last drop of blood for it!"

"Do what you want to do, pick up the gun, and bravely lead your fellow men to fight under the banner of freedom!"

"I can see whether you are seventy million slaves or seventy million unyielding Yaleman people!"

Donald is right; the death of Emperor Augustus gave many people opportunities.

What is in front of us is just the tip of the iceberg.