Kingdom Building Game: Starting Out With A Million Upgrade Points!-Chapter 124: In The Emperor’s Absence Part Two

Utilia grinned, slamming her massive gauntlets together, causing a spark. "Now that’s an idea I can get behind."

Arval interjected, "We must be careful. If we move too aggressively, we risk alerting the others and forcing them into hiding before our blockade is set."

Seraphine remained firm. "That’s why we stagger our attacks. We make the first strike a loud one—a demonstration. Burn one estate to the ground, make an example of them, and the rest will panic."

Abaddon’s wings twitched. "And what of the Emperor’s orders?"

Seraphine turned to him with a knowing look. "The Emperor is not here, fallen. In his absence, the queen takes charge, and I have already gotten her approval. All we do now is capture the traitors and march them to the capital for their execution."

Silence followed. Then, Abaddon chuckled. "Very well, Knight Captain. I will not oppose this plan, but I will not move unless the Emperor commands it."

Seraphine gritted her teeth.

Her armored boots echoed across the chamber as she stepped forward and stopped directly in front of Abaddon, her shadow falling over him as she gazed daggers at him.

"Get up."

Abaddon’s eyes flickered, his sharp gaze meeting hers.

His usual look of amusement instantly vanished, replaced by irritation as he asked,

"Excuse me?"

Seraphine didn’t flinch. "You heard me. If you aren’t here to support our efforts, then make your way out of the room."

She spoke with confidence as she pointed at the massive doors.

A sudden silence descended upon the chamber.

Arval, Utilia, Sylvana, Isode—all but Ivan—were visibly taken by surprise.

A mortal—commanding a fallen angel?

This was not mere arrogance; it was madness.

Abaddon was not simply a warrior. He was destruction incarnate, the fallen angel of the abyss… the fallen angel of ruin, a being who had razed entire cities and annihilated armies with but a gesture.

To defy him, to challenge him outright, was akin to daring a storm to strike.

For an ordinary mortal to issue him an ultimatum was unthinkable. And yet, Seraphine had done it without hesitation.

The room tensed further as Abaddon’s aura began to rise, an oppressive wave of dark energy pulsing from his body. The torches lining the walls flickered violently, their flames dimming as if cowering before him.

Not too much—just enough to remind them of what he was.

Abaddon slowly straightened, his wings shifting ever so slightly, a shadow stretching unnaturally behind him.

His voice was calm, yet dripping with something far more menacing.

"Mind repeating that, mortal?"

The pressure in the room intensified.

"The screams of the humans I reduced to ash earlier are still ringing in my ears, so I might not have heard you right."

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A suffocating silence followed.

Seraphine didn’t waver.

"You heard what I said. Leave. If you do not serve the Emperor in his absence, then you are of no use to the Empire."

Abaddon’s crimson eyes darkened. A flicker of something ancient, something wrathful, passed through them. He leaned forward, his towering presence casting a shadow over Seraphine.

"Are you that desperate to visit the underworld?"

Seraphine crossed her arms, tilting her head slightly, her lips curling into a knowing smirk.

"You can go ahead and try." Her voice was daring, her tone laced with certainty. "But I can guarantee you—the Emperor will reduce you to pieces if he so much as hears that you harmed even a single hair on my head."

A tense silence followed.

Abaddon’s fingers twitched. Not out of hesitation, but out of restrained impulse. He had obliterated entire bloodlines for lesser slights. And yet, here stood a mere mortal woman, unflinching, daring him to act.

Seraphine took a step closer.

"Do you think he would be pleased?" she continued, her words cutting like a blade. "Do you think he would be happy that you refused to take action when the Empire needed you? That you stood idle when there was work to be done?"

She scoffed. "Even if you do not wish to take orders from me, then at least perform the duties the Emperor would expect of you."

For the first time, something changed in Abaddon’s expression.

His jaw clenched. His wings twitched.

Then, suddenly—

Laughter.

A deep, thunderous, almost gleeful laugh burst from his throat, his fanged grin widening.

"The humans of this Empire," he said between chuckles, "are beginning to fascinate me."

Abaddon leaned back, his dark wings rustling as his laughter faded into a smirk. His crimson eyes gleamed with something between amusement and intrigue.

"Alright," he said, stretching his arms lazily. "I will perform my duties. But—" his voice dropped slightly, sharp with finality, "you will give me options, and I will decide where I want to go."

Seraphine’s smirk deepened. She crossed her arms and tilted her head.

"Better."

The tension in the room shifted. The oppressive weight of Abaddon’s presence, once threatening to snap into violence, now settled into something more stable—like a storm momentarily calmed.

Arval adjusted his monocle, still recovering from the sheer audacity of what had just transpired. A mortal—no, a knight captain—had commanded a fallen angel. Not just any fallen angel, but Abaddon. If it had been anyone else, the room would have been nothing but a smoldering ruin.

Utilia cracked her knuckles. "Well, this just got interesting."

Sylvana sighed, rubbing her temple. "Always the dramatics…"

Seraphine turned back to the table and tapped her finger against the map. "Then let’s make this simple. We need to cut off escape routes and eliminate threats before they have a chance to move. Our targets are spread out, but we can divide our forces to strike simultaneously."

Sylvana sighed. "I will inform the tower master to gather the mages. We will ensure that no noble has a safe haven to run to."

Ivan smirked. "I’ll handle the more delicate eliminations."

Utilia cracked her knuckles. "Point me in the right direction, and I’ll make sure they regret ever betraying the Empire."

Seraphine nodded, a look of satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. "Then let’s begin."