Chapter 360: A Melee among the Former Nobles (1)

"...What?!" The old king, whose eyelids drooped due to his age, suddenly widened his eyes, "This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How can they suddenly become so powerful? They found our capital directly? Did someone betray us?"

"I don't know about this. The other party didn't tell me in detail. He just told me that our country of Selsa is finished."

"Were you taken away by them for questioning before?"

"Yes, father."

"What did they ask you?"

“They want to know what integration zones are there in our country?”

"And then? What do you tell them?"

"I told them the truth and gave them some basic knowledge about the fusion zone. They were very surprised, as if they were hearing this news for the first time."

"Go on, what else did you say?"

"There's nothing more to come. They're moving supplies in my territory."

"What?! They're in your territory? You brought them there?"

"No, father, they have a great space wizard who can open space teleportation with his bare hands. You see, I suddenly appeared just now, and I was sent back in this way."

"Oh my god, how come they suddenly have such talent?!"

The old king looked incredulous, but he had to believe it. After all, that was how his eldest son appeared just now. This was the best proof that the enemy country had a great space wizard.

"What do we do now?"

"Father, face the reality. Our country has been destroyed." Dipur said this with great difficulty.

"Impossible! How could our country be destroyed? This is absolutely impossible!"

Naturally, the old king could not accept such a reality.

"I was sitting peacefully in the palace, how could my country be destroyed? I don't believe it! I absolutely don't believe it!"

The old king stood up suddenly and waved his hands.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

His sudden madness frightened Dipper and the people around him. The old queen hurried over and, together with her eldest son, pressed the man back to the ground.

The mistresses and children who had previously surrounded the old king stood a little further away. They found it hard to accept the news of the sudden demise of Celsa, and their status did not allow them to stand forward at this time.

All we can say is that they are all captives now. Over there they are a family, and over here they are mistresses and children. To the victorious side, it is obvious which side's identity is more important.

The two mistresses looked at each other, took their children and walked to the place where the supplies were piled up, pretending to build a tent.

"Lamur, what are your plans now?"

"I don't know." The woman named Lamuel was older, and her two daughters were both in their teens. She glanced at the other woman unhappily and said, "Barberty, just tell me what you think."

"We are all captives. What else can I think of? I just feel sorry for you."

"Why should I pity you?"

"Your children are all grown up. Aren't you afraid that the other side will make them do hard labor? They are different from the children over there. They don't have as good luck as them." Barberty glanced at the group of people including the king and queen, and his eyes focused on the children born to the crown princess.

"What am I afraid of? At least they are old enough to be laborers. But your daughters are about the same age as the children of the Dipul family. You should think about it. If the victorious side separates you and your daughters and asks you to do hard labor, how long can you last?"

Babaudet's face was visibly tense for a moment, but he immediately pretended to be calm.

"Oh, if that's the case, I don't mind. After all, I've been favored over the past few years and I know a lot. I think if I use it in exchange, it should be able to give me and my children a better life. But as for you, it's hard to say."

Ramuel looked at Barberty's smug face and ignored her. He turned around and coldly told his children to move the tent they were going to use, leaving Barberty alone to work there.

Barbour's children were too young to help their mother at all. Barbour was so busy that she was dizzy and couldn't even drag the rolled-up tent. She kicked a few times in anger and hurt her feet. She had no choice but to take the children to occupy a pile of things, planning to find someone to help them sort them out later.

When the other nobles nearby saw the old king's mistresses taking action, they also became anxious and stopped standing there in a daze, and joined the fight for things.

They all knew that in this wilderness, only tents could give them the necessary sense of security, otherwise they would have nowhere to stay after dark.

This sense of urgency made them temporarily unable to care about the country's destruction.

In other words, they escape from reality by being busy and dare not think about whether the country has really been destroyed.

The old king was still breathless and extremely emotional, unable to calm down at all.

"By the way, Dipule, are we the only ones caught? Where's your brother?"

"He's not here."

"Okay, so, what about the others?"

"Those guys? They're not here either, but the other party is already trying to catch them. They're looking for their private teleportation platform in the capital."

"Did you tell them?"

"Yes, we have been captured and have become the monarchs of a fallen country. If we let them go, they might one day claim to rebuild the Kingdom of Celsa. What if we reach an agreement with that country and they really push out a new king? What should we do? Will our entire family be beheaded? If we are prisoners, we must be present in good condition and in good condition."

“Hahahaha, well done.”

The old king laughed for a while, and his agitated emotions finally calmed down.

"Father..."

The old king waved his hand and said, "Our country is ruined. Don't call me father anymore."

"Yes, Father and Mother, we should prepare the tent, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with it after dark. The people who want to capture us may not come back tonight."

"Well, go quickly. Everything will be taken away by those people. Now that the country is destroyed, they don't care about our family anymore."

The eldest prince smiled bitterly and joined the scramble for things with his wife.

Those who were already fighting over things didn't care that the person coming over now was the former prince. They formed a human wall together to prevent the couple from squeezing in, and some even sneakily nudged him with their elbows.

The things Ye Na put down were enough in quantity, but human nature prevailed. Everyone wanted to grab more for themselves. The scene was already chaotic, and now a group of people were using their hidden strength together, making it even more chaotic.

When Dipul found himself being excluded, he did not retreat. Instead, he saw a man dragging a rolled-up tent with both hands, and immediately hit the man in the back with his elbow, knocking the man aside and dragging the tent himself.

His wife was no weakling either. She followed her husband's actions, lifted her skirt, and kicked the man in the knee with the heel of her shoe. The man was about to stand up, but was kicked back to the ground.

Dipper took the opportunity to drag the tent out.