I Created Scientific Magic

In the grand hall of the palace, a tragic scene of father and son harming each other played out.

As Basel’s body heavily fell to the ground, a golden crown fell from his head and rolled to Hattar’s feet.

Having finally obtained what he had always desired, Hattar felt no joy in his heart because Basel’s words echoed in his mind like a curse.

Lynn’s gaze lingered on this king of Hadarata for a while.

Whether it was his boldness in using wizards to contend with the clergy in seeking a balance or his acceptance of death to teach his son one last lesson, Lynn sensed the capability and magnanimity of this ‘lion’ of a king.

But he was indeed too old; by comparison, the abilities of his two sons were far lacking, perhaps this was why Basel had not decided on a successor for a long time.

Lynn, having waited for a while and seeing that Hattar had not snapped back to reality, couldn’t help but speak. “Congratulations on obtaining the throne, Prince Hattar, no, I should address you as Your Majesty now!”

“The situation in the capital is still very complicated; we need to assemble more manpower to suppress the resistance forces. More importantly, we have not yet captured your brother Harold, which poses a significant threat…”

Hattar picked up the blood-stained crown from the ground, then looked at the attendants, who shrank trembling into the corner, and coldly said, “Kill them, Master Anthony…”

These people had witnessed Basel’s death at his own hands, and he couldn’t allow them to live any longer!

Anthony did not act immediately but first glanced at Lynn. Seeing that he did not speak out against the order, Anthony then extended his hand, and blue-purple currents quickly enveloped the area.@@novelbin@@

In an instant, the palace attendants convulsed and wailed as their lives were extinguished.

Hattar took note of Anthony’s hesitation but didn’t comment; instead, he called his trusted aides who stood by the door and issued an order to put Harold on citywide alert.

“Charge him with conspiring with Cardinal Anthony to assassinate the king, for being disgruntled with his father’s detainment. Spread the word throughout the capital as quickly as possible!”

“Yes, Your Majesty!” The trusted aide responded without hesitation and then hurried out to relay the orders.

Just then, a strong surge of Divine Arts resonated from afar, and Anthony immediately sensed something was amiss; he frowned and looked towards the hall’s exterior.

Now that Anluoke was dead, who else could wield such powerful Divine Arts?

Although Lynn did not notice the surge, he did observe Anthony’s reaction and was about to ask when he saw a red beam shoot towards the sky and then burst open.

“It’s a flare!”

…

Outside Hattar’s mansion, the stationed musketeers were idly speculating about the rewards they might receive after their contributions to the capital.

“This capital of Hadarata is all in a mess, not nearly as beautiful as Iyeta,” old York disdainfully commented, who had been looking forward to the assault, thinking it was a kingdom’s capital, only to be disappointed upon arrival.

“Didn’t the wizards say so? Outside of Wizard Land, all are barbaric and foolish people, unable to discern whether the land beneath our feet is a continent or a sphere,” another musketeer named Ap remarked scoffingly, and then he shivered and mumbled to himself.

“You keep a lookout here; I’m going to take a leak…”

Born in Wizard Land, Apu had little reverence for so-called nobility. Deftly turning his back to the heaps of ruins, he simply pulled down his trousers and urinated right there in the Prince’s residence, probably the first person ever to do so, right?

Apu thought with pride as a stream of water suddenly gushed out from underneath him. While relieving himself, he also keenly spotted something translucent that seemed to be shimmering in the rubble…

Could it be some treasured possession of His Highness the Prince hidden in the mansion?

Immediately, Apu was tempted. Although the musketeers strictly forbade hoarding and looting, as long as no one saw him, it was as if he wasn’t breaking any rules. Using his speedy skills, he had already secretly scavenged quite a few nice items on regular days.

Thinking this way, Apu quietly crouched down, but unexpectedly, the luminous object reflecting light flew straight towards him.

This thing was actually delivering itself to him?

Apu had this last thought flash through his mind, and then a small badge struck his head, causing him to instantly lose consciousness and collapse limply to the ground.

“Apu, you didn’t trip over your own urine, did you?” Old York saw Apu lying on the ground, walked over, and said with a mocking tone.

Apu staggered to his feet, with a beautifully crafted badge embedded in his forehead.

As Old York took a few steps closer and noticed this, he was just about to ask when he saw Apu suddenly raise his musket!

The dark muzzle of the gun was aimed right at his head. Old York’s hair stood on end, and as the trigger was pulled, both of them paused for a moment.

Because the gun did not fire, Old York realized that Apu’s musket was probably ruined by rainwater and no longer worked, and that Apu would definitely not joke with him using a musket. He immediately shouted around.

“Alert! Apu might be controlled by someone, tie him up, everyone!”

Several musketeers who heard the shouts immediately surrounded Apu. Considering that Apu was their comrade, no one used their muskets; they just tried to tie him up.

However, Apu, who usually liked to play tricks, displayed extraordinary strength and combat skills, using the musket as a hammer and quickly knocking everyone to the ground.

Fortunately, more and more people arrived soon, many of whom cocked their rifles and began firing towards him.

Apu’s expression grew extremely solemn, his mouth moving lightly, and then he pointed a finger, and a piercing white light immediately dispelled the darkness, blinding everyone present.

A chorus of shocked cries burst forth, and temporarily blinded individuals like Old York could only blindly point their muskets in Apu’s direction and fire, causing considerable friendly fire.

By the time they regained their vision and Ham arrived with more people, Apu had already vanished.

“Quick, use the signal flare to notify Lord Lynn!” Old York shouted loudly.

Ham didn’t even have time to ask for details; he immediately took out a special cartridge and loaded it into his musket, firing into the sky as a warning, and a burst of red light exploded in the dark night sky…

(PS: Happy New Year, everyone!)