Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
These veteran players had mostly accepted the “mentor new player” missions, though some were just there to watch the excitement.
Led by the Holy Knight of Light, Leisurely Moment and a host of players entered the coliseum.
The coliseum was bustling with noise. A dense crowd of new players filled the area, and even more new players were descending in a glow.
They were dressed in simple linen clothes, their faces shifting from astonishment to curiosity and surprise, some even screaming with excitement.
The normal ones stomped their feet and pinched their faces, experiencing the shock of realistic senses.
The abnormal ones slapped themselves in the face, realizing the advancement of the pain-free technology.
As for the even more abnormal ones, they had already started slapping each other.
“This feels good!”
Leisurely Moment smiled, sighing internally. He remembered being just like them.
“Welcome everyone to Winter City to experience the ‘torment’ of the Lord of Eagle. Oh, and soon, the torment of the King.”
Looking at the excited Novice Players, Leisurely Moment offered them his best wishes in his heart.
“Ah ha! It was worth staying up every day in front of the computer. Damn it, I knew there’d be another chance! And here I am!”
“Has the Federation’s technology reached this point? This air, this skin texture… Watma, I’ll praise it forever!”
“Brothers, we’ve actually transmigrated. We’re all transmigrators now!”
“Cheers to the Transmigrators Association!”
Inside the coliseum, five thousand Novice Players had taken their positions. They gazed curiously at their surroundings, fully expressing their inner shock.
Even the stern-faced Crusaders around them, radiating killing intent, didn’t make them flinch.
The tall and burly Yan, the handsomest, had long since blended into the crowd of Novice Players and was having a great time with them.
“Brother Frost, train me!”
“Brother Frost, your character creation is amazing!”
“Brother Frost, Brother Frost, what’s the most promising thing to do in this game?”
“What’s the most promising thing to do?”
Yan, the handsomest, grinned smugly. This was a question worth answering well.
“If you’re asking about the most promising path, it’s definitely joining the army of the Earl of Eagle~ And he’s about to become King, so we’ll all be Royal Guards then~”
“Royal Guards? Terrifying!”
A player suddenly raised his hand and asked loudly.
“Brother Frost, my grandfather was a collaborator, my grandmother worked as a translator for the Japanese during the war, my uncle was a bandit, and my father was involved in gangs. Can I join the Earl of Eagles’ army?”
“Good heavens!” The surrounding Novice Players gasped, looking at him with strange expressions.
“Your ambition seems to go against your ancestors’ decisions a bit…” Yan replied thoughtfully, stroking his chin.
“Hahaha, while others have heroes in their family, yours is full of traitors!”
“I’m just concerned about one thing: how did you manage to get your ID?”
“Is your family collecting villain cards or something?”
…
Putting aside the joyous atmosphere around Yan, the handsomest, other veteran players had already found one or more targets to guide.
Of course, the female players were the most sought-after, though there weren’t many.
As the players chattered, a clear bell sound rang throughout Winter City. It was the 9 AM morning bell.
Hearing the sonorous and melodious chime, the players felt a surge of otherworldly atmosphere, their skin tingling as they immersed themselves in the exotic experience.
“Dong—”
As the last chime faded, before the players could fully express their awe, a roar echoed from the center of the coliseum.
“Silence—!”
It was a Holy Knight of Light standing in the middle. Empowered by Sky Knight-level Qi, all the players felt a buzz in their heads and their mouths fell silent.
“Welcome to Winter City. I am Xiwei Jinshi, the Lord of Eagle, and soon, the King of the Kolon Empire.”
“But soon, it will no longer be called the Kolon Empire.”
Xi Wei stepped forward, his Knight Boots making a heavy sound on the ground. His majestic voice reached every player’s ears clearly.
“A few days ago, I led my soldiers to raze the Royal Capital of this country, Dragonflame City. Now, a brand new nation will rise from this blood-soaked land.”
“And now, you will have the honor of being witnesses, participants, and drivers of this change.”
“Establishing the kingdom is only the first step. Allowing the new Order to take root and grow is the second. Our war will continue to burn until my Order, my iron law, extends to every corner of Kain.”
“You might ask what kind of country I intend to build?”
“Peaceful, open, stable, and prosperous. No discrimination, no exploitation. All benevolent creatures will be able to live and work in peace here.”
“I hope we can all strive for this together!”
Xi Wei’s voice gradually grew louder. He lifted the long sword he held planted in the ground, striking it against the ground with a clang that shook everyone’s heart.
After a moment of silence, the players erupted in excited cheers:
“Holy crap!! This is epic!”
“Lord of Eagle is awesome!”
“Let the Eagle banner fly in every corner of the world!”
It wasn’t just the Novice Players who were stirred; veteran players were equally excited.
When they first arrived, the Lord of Eagle had told them that this world needed a purge, a cleansing, a removal of rotten roots.
Later, the Lord of Eagle led them to attack Dragonflame City.
And now, they had reaped the fruits of victory and legitimately become the King of this land.
That brilliant sword light, which had cleaved Dragonflame City like a miracle, was the faith of every veteran player.
They had unshakeable faith in the Lord of Eagles’ words, no longer viewing him as a mere game NPC.
After that brutal battle, they had integrated into this era and truly begun to “play the game” with all their heart.
The veteran players witnessed and firmly believed that the Lord of Eagles’ ambition would become a reality.
And the Kolon Empire was merely the beginning of the purge, the start of the Order.
Only such a realistic environment could truly ignite the players’ emotions.
Xi Wei looked at the emotionally charged players, a smile appearing on his face. He announced in a clear voice:
“Then, as the King of this land, I welcome you all to the upcoming coronation ceremony.”
