I Pioneered Scientific Magic C.286: The Fate of the Kingdom Hangs Today!

Inside the tower, cries of surprise and skepticism echoed incessantly. Hatar observed every reaction. The reason for gathering the kingdom's nobles tonight was to discern who among them supported the Church, who were internal allies of King Bazeel, and who truly stood by him.

Devout believers like Mortan and Bell were obviously targets for removal.

"What exactly do you intend, Prince Hatar?" a nobleman barked sharply.

"To purge the Church's influence from our entire kingdom and reclaim the rights we deserved a century ago!" Hatar declared firmly.

"Think about it, my friends. We'll establish a new realm—no more interference from the high and mighty Church, no more pretending to rely on prayers to decide wars. All affairs within the kingdom will be ours to decide... No one will undermine the authority of the lords!" His impassioned speech aimed beyond his father, King Bazeel, heralding himself as the true ruler of the kingdom.

"That's impossible!" "Absurd! Do you seek divine wrath, Hatar?" "King Bazeel would never agree!"

The assembled nobles vehemently objected. While Hatar's vision for a new kingdom was alluring, it meant confronting both the Church and the Empire—a monumental challenge.

"It's entirely possible!" Hatar's voice rose above the tumult, drowning out the protests. "But we need capable allies!"

Allies?

Bell and others hesitated before seeing two figures emerge from behind the tower's curtains.

The foremost man appeared young, about twenty, with a steely, perceptive gaze. The older figure behind him, clad in black robes, white-haired, trailed like an apprentice, always a step behind.

"Allow me to introduce Master Anthony to you!" Hatar turned to Anthony, introducing him. But upon seeing Lynn, hesitated. "As for the other, he is..."

"This is Lord Lynn from the Land of Wizards... also my mentor!" Anthony took over, gravely responding.

Anthony referring to the seemingly younger Lynn as his mentor had a peculiar touch of irony.

Yet, the onlookers weren't amused. From Hatar's words, it was clear—both were wizards!

"The Land of Wizards? The gathering place for those heretical worshippers and devil believers? You must be insane, Hatar, to collaborate with these demons..." a noble couldn't believe it. "It seems Prince Harold wasn't mistaken; your involvement in the miners' revolt is evident!"

"All for the necessary rebuilding of the kingdom!" Hatar openly admitted.

"You've all heard it," Count Bell immediately spoke up. "Prince Hatar seems to have been corrupted by these devil worshipers, seeking to defy our great Lord!"

"The fate of the kingdom hangs today. We must unite and kill these two devil worshippers, or the entire kingdom will suffer forever!"

Bell's fervor rose. Confiscated of their weapons, confined within this heavily guarded tower, it didn't mean they lacked the ability to resist. Hatar should never have gathered them!

Each noble of the kingdom was a seasoned warrior capable of battle. Among them were noble bloodlines and knights with exceptional powers. Even without suitable weapons, they were not easy opponents!

In fact, the moment Bell entered the tower, he had already activated the communication artifact handed to him by the Archbishop. If they could create chaos before the Church's forces arrived, he could be the kingdom's greatest hero in quelling the rebellion!

In a daze, Count envisioned commendations and being bestowed the title of Duke. His emotions surged.

However, the situation deviated from his expectations. No one came forward to support him. Bell soon realized why. He felt a sudden loss of control over his body, as if an invisible hand had throttled him.

Anthony's aura surged without wind, his immense magical power pressing on everyone, suppressing any resistance.

Simultaneously, Lynn's voice echoed.

"You know my identity now. I'm here to help you break free from the Church's exploitation and constraints."

"Of course, this isn't coercion. Unlike the Church, the Land of Wizards operates under democracy. Each of you has the right to choose!" Lynn smiled as he spoke.

Though Lynn's smile seemed amiable, the nobles weren't fools, nor could they take it lightly. This choice... might very well be a choice between life and death!

Lynn gestured for Anthony to release their actions, allowing them to speak freely.

"You won't deceive us!" Count Mortan, staunchest among the believers, stepped forward, vehemently refusing to surrender to the wizards!

But not every noble was as resolute as Mortan; many began to waver.

At that moment, several attendants rushed in, urgently shouting.

"Your Highness, Archbishop Alva has brought a large contingent of guards. They've surrounded our mansion!"

Hearing that Archbishop Alva had arrived, the nobles, previously wavering, immediately stiffened, filled with hope and excitement.

Even Hatar felt a twinge of anxiety. While the Archbishop's appearance was part of their plan, Hatar lacked complete certainty and looked to Anthony.

Anthony remained silent, while Lynn smiled and said, "In that case, let's go have a look together!"

Lynn took the lead, not leading them out of the tower but up to its top.

Below, the chaotic scene at the mansion quickly caught their eyes. In the torchlight, thousands of well-armored guards clashed with the mansion's defenders, driving them back. It was evident the mansion's fall was only a matter of time...

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