amaotonovel Chapter 212 It’s night
Chapter 212 It’s night
As Alice walked toward the Crown Prince's room, she thought of many things—would a hundred thousand axemen emerge from some strange place, would there be some explosives, would there be some mysterious trickery—or perhaps nothing at all, just his declaration of compromise?
Before departing, Raffarin Law handed Alice the so-called "Crown of Domination," which she had left in some unknown pocket. It was no different from before, but Raffarin Law still gave her this small crown and asked her to keep it safe and by her side.
The waiter pushed open the door, Alice glanced at him, and the waiter hurried away, leaving Alice to enter the room alone.
Inside the dimly lit room, Alice held a pistol in one hand as she slowly walked in. There was a large bed, some fabrics, some carpets, and some pillows. But what captivated her most was the lovely woman in the middle of the room, dressed in sheer clothing that revealed her skin and beautiful figure.
"We already knew, so that's how it is... Who exactly are you? The Crown Prince...?"
"As expected of my most admired Lady Alice, she knew all along? Sigh, I am a girl, and pretending to be a man, it is easy to give myself away."
“Lilivia Valerie, the last legitimate claimant of the Balkan Empire, a crumbling nation, Sivits is my pseudonym.”
The girl turned around to face Alice. Her thin gauze dress couldn't block her gaze, and Alice stared straight at her. Alice was a little puzzled, but she just stood there.
“I’m sorry, Miss Alice, I know I have no right to ask you anything, but I want to live.”
Lilivia Valerie pleaded, “The people of this country are innocent. The Caliph’s henchmen and the Church’s cross are driving ethnic hatred and division. I have seen the intelligence sent from the occupied territories. Ethnic hatred has disintegrated the country itself. My country is already destroyed.”
"But the people here still want to live."
Lilivia was surrounded by newspapers and reports. Within the empire's borders, leaders representing various races, ethnicities, and beliefs turned their swords and spears against each other, who were once part of the same empire.
The nobles destroyed everything the former empire had in its vast, directly administered province, including the fragile national identity. Decades of evolution could not erase millennia of hatred. In this Balkan country, within just one month, everyone found incredulous that no one could regain control of the situation.
The rebels split into countless rebel groups, and the occupied territories became hell. The Sand People pointed their guns at the Elves, the Elves pointed their cannons at the Orcs, and the Orcs stabbed their claws at the Humans.
The Church had not anticipated that the faith they promoted would be challenged first by the Sand People. The Caliph had not expected that the Elven rifles would sever the tentacles of the vast empire.
Everyone fought to control the remaining parts of the empire, and ancient records unearthed from dusty corners provided a pretext for contemporary people's heinous acts, turning the evil killings and destruction into modern hatred.
With everything supporting a trans-ethnic and cultural empire severed, the Balkans ultimately failed to maintain the progress of a universal empire.
Lilivia's head drooped lower and lower until it finally touched the ground. The establishment of Amelansi was not merely the rise of a universal empire; this nation was not held together by the power of bloodlines, but by a system recognized by the public.
For her, the existence of Amelansi was a breakthrough against the regime maintained by bloodline. On this land, the bloodline conflict had lasted for thousands of years, and every story engraved on this land was dripping with the blood of mingled blood.
Lilivia handed over the palace, raising her arms above her head.
"Please... save us."
Alice remained silent. She bent down, not picking up the crown, but instead taking the heavy book beside Lilivia. It was a book about Alice published by Vera, and she turned each page herself, which was marked with annotations.
Everything Alice did was recorded. She never imagined that everything she did would be recorded so truthfully, nor did she ever imagine that anyone would follow in her footsteps.
She tore down the crown to stop people from using it to oppress her; she ended imperial power to avoid being bound by it. But the most difficult thing she faced was tearing down the crown in people's hearts.
Lilivia knelt on the ground, bowing her head in submission, but Alice was not pleased.
She sighed, picked up the crown, placed it on the ground, drew a pistol, placed the book on the crown, and then pressed the pistol down on top of the book.
"No one can save you but you yourselves."
Lilivia's body trembled as she looked at the crown hidden under the book, then at the pistol on the crown. Alice's meaning was very clear.
What Alice didn't know was that even in this corner of the world, disappointment with the crown prince was growing stronger. People no longer supported the crown prince, and despite his continued victories, these victories were meaningless.
Life in the royal-controlled area continues to deteriorate. Although it is not as deadly as in the occupied territories, famine, floods, and crime have paralyzed the already chaotic society.
Before Alice arrived, the refugees and starving people had gathered together and attacked Sarajevo several times. If it weren't for the arrival of Amelansi's air fleet, Sarajevo would have been in danger.
The Crown Prince's education was no longer sufficient to deal with this situation. Lilivia watched in horror as countless people cried out. She emptied the national treasury and the grain reserves, but it was not enough to quell the chaos.
She saw hungry crowds brandishing knives at children; she saw living people being cooked and eaten; she saw natural disasters, man-made natural disasters.
The slums in Sarajevo are teetering on the brink of destruction, where human reason is being stripped away by instinct.
"Lilivia doesn't know what to do anymore, Lady Alice... Please, Lilivia will give you anything you want, Lilivia will give you everything."
It was as if day and night were two different people; she pleaded with Alice through her tears, but Alice just looked at her.
She could no longer rule the Balkan Empire, but the story of this land would continue. Alice helped her up, but Lilivia grabbed her arm. Lilivia lay in Alice's embrace, recounting a muffled story through tears, before finally falling into a deep sleep.
The day after the Amerlansi delegation arrived in the Balkan Empire, the Balkan Empire ceased to exist. In the regions where the empire still maintained its rule, the Amerlansi Balkan Regional Emergency Management Committee, established by Amerlansi, was formed.
Everyone understood that the situation had become clear, and amidst the chaos, the first glimmer of a new order was beginning to emerge.