Chapter 227

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Chapter 227 The rumors that swept through the royal capital in an instant further froze the already grim atmosphere. – Now that even the king is dead, no one’s death would be surprising. It was natural for such thoughts to spread among the people. Soon, even the ordinary citizens of the capital began to hesitate to leave their homes, and it wasn’t long before they realized another fact.Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com – Now McLean is the ruler of this kingdom. How the McLean family, and Logan McLean in particular, would act was now the center of attention for everyone both inside and outside the capital. Those who felt the change in the world most acutely were, without a doubt, the nobles of the capital confined by McLean’s forces. Through the bars that held them, they could see the former state ministers, once imprisoned in the dungeons by the dead king, now walking the streets with bright expressions. Soldiers with the flame emblem owned the streets of the capital. The only ones who could walk about with their heads held high in front of them were nobles classified as Logan McLean’s supporters. Not long after securing the capital, the McLean family summoned those nobles to the grand hall of the royal palace for a meeting. – Here and now, we will decide the future of the kingdom. The proclamation sent a chill down everyone’s spine. At the meeting, weighed down with a heavy burden, the elderly minister, Palmen Terih, couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat, wondering if he really belonged in this place. ‘I should have said I still feel the aftereffects of prison and taken a rest.’ It wasn’t a complete lie. The pins and needles in his aching back. The pressure on his chest made the aftereffects all the more real. As he endured the pressure and stayed in his seat. “Most of the nobility near the capital have sent their submission.” “A majority? So there are dissenters?” “Only a few. They are the relatives of those appointed as state ministers by the dead king, but with the Duke himself handling it, it will be sorted out quickly.” The McLean family had effectively taken over the country. ‘Naturally. Even Esperanza has pledged their full cooperation; who would dare to rebel?’ There was no other force in this country that could compare to the McLean family. Even an old man like himself was clearly aware of that, and others would surely feel it too. “Good. Then it’s time to discuss the direction the country should take.” Logan had declared himself the ‘temporary regent’ and sat just below the vacant throne, prompting a chilling silence to fall over the grand hall. All had the same thought in their heads. It had come to this. And their guess was not wrong. “We will now accept opinions regarding the new throne of Grandia. Any opinion is welcome, so let us discuss openly!” Despite Logan’s words, no one dared to speak rashly. Whatever they said, if it displeased Logan McLean, they could easily plummet to their doom. But then, Palmen felt all eyes on him. Among the whispers and glances of the nobility, there was a certain expectation, and eventually, Palmen had to take a deep breath and step forward. ‘Having been to prison, what’s the worst they could do to me?’ The truth was he didn’t have much attachment left to life at his age. With this in mind, Palmen steeled himself and carefully began to speak. “I have a suggestion, Your Highness.” “Oh, Minister Palmen. Speak.” His knees shaking despite having lived a full life, Palmen took a deep breath and clearly stated his opinion. “What if we seek out a collateral relative of the Grandian royal family and install the closest direct descendant as the new king?” “Huh...” “How could you say such a thing...” “No, there is some merit in the idea, but still...” The grand hall immediately became noisy. Dagrom, the commander of the McLean knights standing below Logan, chilled the air with his cold response. Logan’s stern expression supported the knight commander’s view, and Adam Morgan instantly bowed his head, turning pale. “No, I... I apologize.” – The decision on the succession to the throne will be postponed. Thus, the grand hall meeting concluded for the day. However, immediately after the meeting ended, a petition movement started among the younger ministers, starting with Adam Morgan. – Logan McLean, the star of Grandia, is the hero who will build the new kingdom. The kingdom will thrive only if he leads it! This argument heated up the entire kingdom, starting from the capital. – A perfect world under McLean has arrived. While everyone was sensing this, Logan received a report that weighed on his mind. “His Excellency, the Sword Master, has been transferred to the capital after emergency treatment.” “...Is he conscious?” “All wounds are treated, but he still hasn’t regained consciousness.” “Then ensure he’s brought to a safe place.” “Understood!” A safe place. Logan’s expression was bitter as he uttered those words. With the positions of the punitive forces and the rebels reversed, the leader of the punitive forces was now a prisoner who should be placed in jail. The “safe place” Logan mentioned could only be the most comfortable prison available. “Allow any visit from Esperanza and inform me as soon as he regains consciousness.” “Yes, I understand.” After sending the knight on his way, Logan sank deep into thought, sighing. After a while, as if coming to a decision, Logan summoned Clayton, the kingdom’s sole magician, to the king’s office. “Did you call for me?” “Yes. There is something that concerns me.” “What is it?” “I thought the kingdom was stabilized, but there are still other forces left. And quite large ‘groups’ at that.” Clayton was visibly confused by Logan’s words. Other groups within Grandia that would deny McLean? ‘Why would he...?’ Clayton hesitated with a complicated expression, but Logan clarified his confusion. “The magic towers, the towers.” “Ah...?!” “We must integrate the command of the magic towers.” “But that would...” “Clayton, the kingdom’s sole magician, should form a unified system. The towers are the kingdom’s strength too.” “But the towers have, by tradition, remained politically neutral.” “It’s time to abolish that tradition.” “What? But still...” Reluctantly, “Let’s start with the Earth Magic Tower.” Hearing this, Clayton’s expression radically changed. “That sounds like a good idea, my Lord. Shall I take the lead?” A swift shift in stance. Sensing the magician’s begrudging agreement, Logan nodded with a smile.

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