Chapter 193
On the day golden rain poured over Iwatar, a small nation, the words of a prophet also came to light.
—To avoid being plundered, take up the Sword of Punishment; for what those who envy our gold seek to take is ultimately our very lives.
The day the gold fell, farmers abandoned their plows. To forget the days of starvation, they bought food indiscriminately and began hiring mercenaries left and right.
However, it wasn’t just the farmers who were consumed by greed. The lords of Iwatar, their eyes gleaming, sought to extort the gold from their subjects.
But the lords overlooked one thing. Driven by a fierce defiance and the refusal to return to the past, the peasants rose up in a collective rebellion.
The result of their desperate struggle: the lords who had disregarded the blood and sweat of the people found their heads severed by the blade of the guillotine.
It had been only ten days since this monumental event occurred. In just ten days, the country of Iwatar had been completely devastated.
Intoxicated by drugs and wine, and using their overflowing gold to buy vast quantities of food and weapons, they caused great chaos even in neighboring countries.
In the Stark Empire, the leading nation of the Rogaha Alliance, stayed the King of Iwatar and his son, who had fled after being heavily besieged by the peasant uprising. Even now, they wore expressions of confusion, unable to overcome the terror of the tragedy they had witnessed.
Ludger Stark, the first emperor of the Stark Empire, furrowed his brow. Should he treat someone who prioritized only appearances and couldn’t even manage a single uprising as royalty? Did that bloodline even hold meaning anymore?
