Therefore, when the war began, Hysilens was able to lead many soldiers to capture cities without encountering resistance from the populace, precisely because many Empire people believed in Cerydra and believed that the Northern Country and the resistance could overthrow the Empire together.
But the deeper the love, the deeper the hate.
The Northern Country had given so much to the resistance, but what did they get in the end? Betrayal!
Those resistance members who held up the banner of justice were now actually acting as enemies to their own allies, going so far as to backstab the Northern Country.
How could the people of the Northern Country just sit by and watch?
Not rushing directly to attack the resistance was already a sign of great composure.
Seeing this, Caesar's lips curled up slightly.
What she had done was a success; public outrage had been pushed to the stage, and it wouldn't be easy to step down... at the very least, it wouldn't stop until the resistance was annihilated!
"Quiet, citizens of the Northern Country."
Kerridwen once again displayed her crowd control ability; her voice was like a clear, melodious sound that instantly silenced everyone, waiting quietly for what the Empress would say next.
"I know you are angry and very dissatisfied with the resistance, but mere anger and dissatisfaction have no meaning, because the resistance has already declared war on us, just like the Empire did in the past."
Kerridwen slowly stood up from her throne and walked step by step down the stairs toward the wooden platform where several resistance Assassins were being held.
Everyone's gaze followed the Empress's footsteps; they didn't dare blink, fearing they would miss this historic scene...
Soon, the Empress arrived beside the Assassins, and an attendant nearby hurriedly handed over the longsword in his hand.
Clang!
Before the attendant could even raise the sword, Kerridwen flashed forward and drew the precious blade. The sound of the sharp blade leaving its scabbard echoed throughout the Imperial City at that moment, immediately imbuing the surrounding air with an aura of killing intent.
"There was a time when the Empire also wanted to put us to death."
"Amidst the endless mountain ranges, a million-strong army surged like a tide, vowing to put the Northern Country to death. Under the flashing thunder that filled the sky, General Budo did his utmost, vowing to turn the Northern Country into a wasteland. In the silent night sky, the Imperial Assassin force appeared from the darkness, vowing to cut down the sun of the Northern Country... but now, they have all turned to dust."
"The resistance is just like the Empire; it fears us, just as it fears the 'Law', fearing that rising sun of the North... because I am Kerridwen, I am the Emperor."
As Kerridwen's voice fell, earth-shattering cheers erupted; no one expected their Empress to be so bold as to compare herself to the sun of the Northern Country...
What heroism is this?
"Long live Her Majesty the Empress! Long live Her Majesty the Empress!"
A thousand words and ten thousand phrases finally converged into loyalty to the Empress, echoing throughout the entire Imperial City.
However, this time, Kerridwen merely raised a hand, and all sound ceased.
"If you have any final words, you may tell me now... and then face my judgment!"
Facing the formidable Kerridwen, the few resistance Assassins were completely terrified. Under that chilling aura, not a single one dared to meet Kerridwen's gaze, or even make a sound.
"Very well. Since there are no objections, I shall wield the sword myself and sever the alliance between the two sides."
"From this point on, the Northern Country and the resistance will have no further ties; they will only be eternal mortal enemies!"
Swish!
With just a single strike, the heads of the several resistance Assassins fell to the ground at that moment.
It is a pity that Newton was not here, and no one would grasp the Law of universal gravitation through the falling of the heads...
In the crowd below, Barbara and her three disciples were already drenched in sweat, and Chelsea even worriedly touched her own neck, as if the person being displayed on the stage was herself.
"Fortunately, we made the right choice; otherwise, the ones whose heads were falling to the ground now would probably be us, right?"
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