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Chapter 549: Black Flags and Golden Emblems ( 549 ) · Oct 04, 2026

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501 Chapter 501: Secrets of the Ancients ( 501 ) 2026-10-04
502 Chapter 502: Pursuit of the Celestial ( 502 ) 2026-10-04
503 Chapter 503: Dusk of Control ( 503 ) 2026-10-04
504 Chapter 504: From Guns to Blades ( 504 ) 2026-10-04
505 Chapter 505: Lights of Purity ( 505 ) 2026-10-04
506 Chapter 506: Borders of Unity ( 506 ) 2026-10-04
507 Chapter 507: Beyond Genius ( 507 ) 2026-10-04
508 Chapter 508: Blades of Legend ( 508 ) 2026-10-04
509 Chapter 509: Strategies in Shadows ( 509 ) 2026-10-04
510 Chapter 510: Last Lines of Resistance ( 510 ) 2026-10-04
511 Chapter 511: Ghosts of War ( 511 ) 2026-10-04
512 Chapter 512: War’s True Face ( 512 ) 2026-10-04
513 Chapter 513: Harmony of Power ( 513 ) 2026-10-04
514 Chapter 514: Beauty in Battle ( 514 ) 2026-10-04
515 Chapter 515: Subtle Power Plays ( 515 ) 2026-10-04
516 Chapter 516: Obsession’s Toll ( 516 ) 2026-10-04
517 Chapter 517: Clean Hands, Silent Killers ( 517 ) 2026-10-04
518 Chapter 518: Legacy and Love ( 518 ) 2026-10-04
519 Chapter 519: Fire from the Skies ( 519 ) 2026-10-04
520 Chapter 520: No Mercy, No Remorse ( 520 ) 2026-10-04
521 Chapter 521: The Last Warning ( 521 ) 2026-10-04
522 Chapter 522: Hands That Rebuild ( 522 ) 2026-10-04
523 Chapter 523: Waiting for a Sign ( 523 ) 2026-10-04
524 Chapter 524: Strategic Silence ( 524 ) 2026-10-04
525 Chapter 525: A Silver Opportunity ( 525 ) 2026-10-04
526 Chapter 526: The Armand Signal ( 526 ) 2026-10-04
527 Chapter 527: A Strategic Response ( 527 ) 2026-10-04
528 Chapter 528: Elegance in Authority ( 528 ) 2026-10-04
529 Chapter 529: Fierce Affections ( 529 ) 2026-10-04
530 Chapter 530: The Hunter’s Mind ( 530 ) 2026-10-04
531 Chapter 531: Crafted for War ( 531 ) 2026-10-04
532 Chapter 532: Princess Felicia ( 532 ) 2026-10-04
533 Chapter 533: Signs of Conquest ( 533 ) 2026-10-04
534 Chapter 534: The Way of the Warrior ( 534 ) 2026-10-04
535 Chapter 535: Sunset Duel ( 535 ) 2026-10-04
536 Chapter 536: Masks and Mastery ( 536 ) 2026-10-04
537 Chapter 537: The Final Interval ( 537 ) 2026-10-04
538 Chapter 538: The Strategist’s Poise ( 538 ) 2026-10-04
539 Chapter 539: The King’s Regret ( 539 ) 2026-10-04
540 Chapter 540: King of Corruption ( 540 ) 2026-10-04
541 Chapter 541: Paths of the Chosen ( 541 ) 2026-10-04
542 Chapter 542: The Secret Heart ( 542 ) 2026-10-04
543 Chapter 543: The Forbidden Sight ( 543 ) 2026-10-04
544 Chapter 544: The Price of a Moment ( 544 ) 2026-10-04
545 Chapter 545: The Battle of Grace ( 545 ) 2026-10-04
546 Chapter 546: Quiet Tensions ( 546 ) 2026-10-04
547 Chapter 547: The Subtle Power Play ( 547 ) 2026-10-04
548 Chapter 548: Legacy of Steel ( 548 ) 2026-10-04
549 Chapter 549: Black Flags and Golden Emblems ( 549 ) 2026-10-04
550 Chapter 550: Devouring the World ( 550 ) 2026-10-04

Chapter 549: Black Flags and Golden Emblems ( 549 )

Raikus stood silently, arms crossed again as the dust settled. The summoned puppet army was still and quiet, but his mind raced.

He had seen the reports before.

Armand Region—total military strength: 90,000.

A modest number for such a powerful domain.

But what truly shook him was the quality.

Full mithril armor.

Enchanted weapons.

Magic-linked communication gear.

Not just for the elites—these were for ordinary soldiers.

And now… this young boy, Javier, who wasn’t even their ruler, had just summoned 20,000 puppet knights, some even wearing adamantite armor.

Was Armand really that wealthy?

No famine.

No beggars.

No homeless.

Even the smallest town within their borders was paved, clean, guarded by elite soldiers.

Every citizen was housed, fed, and kept safe.

Raikus exhaled slowly, trying to absorb it all.

“…It doesn’t make sense.”

He had served in the Beastkin Army for decades. He had seen war, politics, corruption, greed. Kingdoms that poured all their wealth into armies while their people suffered.

But Armand?

It had everything.

And behind it all, he knew, was the man pulling the strings—Count Garius De Armand.

The true ruler of the region.

The man known across borders not just as a noble, but as a trusted ally of kings.

King Lioness of the Beastkin Kingdom.

King Veldrac of the Demon Kingdom.

Queen Mylezra of the Elven Kingdom.

Raikus had witnessed all of them show Garius respect.

Even Edmund, Gumarak, and Gurdan—now Celestials—had once called Garius their closest friend.

They had fought side-by-side to seal the chaos that now tore the world apart.

Raikus clenched his jaw.

“…What a bitter betrayal that must have been.”

He looked again at Javier’s silent puppet army.

And in that moment, he realized the truth.

This wasn’t just a rich land.

It was a fortress, built and protected by a man who once trusted too much—and vowed never to leave his people vulnerable again.

Raikus narrowed his eyes as the young figure rode ahead of the silent army.

Javier De Armand.

Tall, handsome, and calm beyond his years.

But he was only thirteen.

Raikus knew that both Princess Mimi and Felicia, the royal princesses, had shown interest in this human noble.

At first, he thought it was just youthful flirtation.

A passing phase.

But after observing Javier more closely…

This boy was different.

“…What is your real mission, Lord Javier?” Raikus murmured to himself, his tail flicking behind him.

Was it conquest?

Was he planning to expand Armand’s influence and secretly take over the dwarven territory?

No…

He didn’t act like a conqueror.

He left behind supplies—food, medicine. Hope.

Could it be diplomacy? To end the war between the Human Kingdom and the Dwarves? Or between the Dwarven Kingdom and the Halfling Kingdom?

But again—Javier didn’t speak of treaties or alliances.

He moved like a lone thread threading through a complex tapestry—not pulling at it, but quietly mending.

Raikus lowered his head slightly.

“…Or is it something else?”

Could Javier be chasing something even deeper? A hidden goal?

Something beyond borders, wars, or politics?

Raikus couldn’t tell.

But as the dust settled behind Javier’s mounted figure, one thought grew louder than the rest.

Whatever it was, Javier’s purpose was more than simple conquest.

Slowly, with clenched fists at his side, Raikus reflected.

This boy—this Javier De Armand—and the household he represented…

They weren’t enemies.

They weren’t invaders.

They weren’t conquerors.

They felt like something entirely different…

More like…

An alliance.

Meanwhile, in the Halfling Kingdom…

“WHAT!?”

King Gurdan’s roar shook the war room, his heavy fist slamming down on the polished stone table so hard that it nearly cracked the edge.

“A new army!? Conquering Gilikan Town!?”

He rose from his throne, eyes wide and furious. His thick halfling beard trembled with every word.

“There’s a new banner raised over our border town!?” he barked.

“Y-yes, Your Majesty,” one of the generals stammered. “Our scouts returned last week. They confirmed it—a black flag with a golden emblem. Completely unknown.”

Gurdan’s eyes narrowed sharply.

“Unknown…?”

He turned to his council.

“What happened to our soldiers stationed there?! Gilikan was supposed to be under our control!”

No one answered.

Another general stepped forward, his face pale.

“W-we’re not sure, my lord. We sent messengers after their reports stopped, but none returned. We’ve lost all contact.”

Gurdan slammed his palm on the table again, teeth clenched in frustration.

“There was no siege. No warning. Just silence—then this!?”

His gaze darted back to the map.

Gilikan Town had been a key outpost—an important foothold near the dwarven lands.

And now?

It was gone.

Taken by an army that flew a flag no kingdom recognized.

No one knew their name.

No one knew their leader.

No one even saw the actual battle.

They simply raised a black banner with a golden emblem and erased the outpost from the map.

Gurdan’s hands trembled—not out of fear, but from the raging voice inside his head.

“You should’ve devoured him already…”

That voice.

That monstrous presence.

“We’re wasting time, Gurdan… The others will get to him before you do…”

His eyes twitched.

He clenched his fists tighter.

Town after town had fallen to their forces. The dwarven defenses crumbled under pressure. But now—only three strongholds remained.

He wanted to push forward. To conquer. To finish the destruction he’d started.

But not recklessly.

And yet…

“You’re delaying,” the voice hissed. “You hesitate. And while you sit in that chair barking orders, someone else is moving.”

A new army. Unknown.

A black flag with a golden emblem now flew over Gilikan.

And no one knew who they were.

“What if they’re after him, too?” the voice growled. “Gumarak’s body. His core. His power. You should be the one to devour it!”

Gurdan grit his teeth, his head pounding.

He wanted to act.

He truly did.

But the weight of his kingdom, the losses, the resistance—it wasn’t like fighting small towns anymore. This was a fortress war.

Still, the voice inside refused to be silenced.

“Devour. Conquer. Rise. Before someone else does.”

Gurdan’s nails dug into the wood of his throne.

He didn’t say a word.

But deep down—

He understood the voice was right.

Time was running out.

And Gumarak wouldn’t wait forever.

( End Of Chapter )

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