Chapter 46 The Beginning of the Decline (recommended pk, please read it!)

Fast forward a few weeks, the Far East continent of Runeterra.

The sea breeze was fishy and the sky was almost gloomy.

Kalista, who was standing on the bow of the ship, put the diary entrusted to her by Isulde into her pocket and looked at the dock of Allovidra, the capital of Camavia, in the sky.

Captain Vernix walked from the deck to Calista's side. Dozens of metal earrings were pierced on the furry round ears. They struck together and made a tinkling sound with the ups and downs of walking.

She is a vastaya in the form of an otter, and has been a captain on the endless sea for hundreds of years.

The Sword Eagle is the fastest large ship in Kamavia that can sail on the ocean, so it is natural to appoint an experienced captain.

Venix put his hands flat between his brows, squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, "I didn't see the black mourning flag, nor did I hear the death knell, which is a good sign."

According to Kamavian custom, when a member of the royal family dies, the black mourning flag must fly in the palace for at least one year and one day, and the funeral bell is rung every day to commemorate the deceased who has returned to the Hall of the Ancestors.

However, Winix's words did not give Callista any hope.

It was already midsummer when the Sword Eagle left Kamavia, but now that it is returning, the days are obviously shorter and the nights are longer.

Groups of aggressive people, armed with sticks and knives, saw the patrol and immediately ran away, not daring to stay for a moment longer.

"I think so, General." Vivas replied hesitantly, "Now the whole city is under martial law and it is very uneasy. Can I escort you back to the palace?"

Turning from the dock area to the exit of King's Avenue, the main road from Alovedra to the palace, all the shops in the bustling streets in the past were closed, and the doors were sealed with wood and iron nails. All the streets had only taverns that harbored filth and evil.

Business.

Nekrit sighed, "If you want to find His Majesty the King...he has never left the palace since you left."

Kalista's eyes turned cold, and while the soldier was about to take action, she immediately sprinted forward and grabbed the gap in the armor on the back of his neck.

The soldier suddenly turned around and glared. When he recognized the person who had caught him, his temper immediately flowed out like a flood from a floodgate.

The soldier lowered his eyes and bowed his body again, "I don't dare..."

"Sergeant Vivas, what is going on? Why are you blocking the dock?"

He rubbed his face and sighed, "I think... you'd better go see His Majesty the King and the Queen."

Kalista originally thought that the scene on Quay Street was dilapidated enough, but the scene in the city was even more shocking.

"Hey, at least have some hope..."

"It's His Majesty the King's order."

"Where is the queen? Is she still alive?"

Let’s talk about the update issue, so I won’t post a single chapter.

Venix noticed Callista's sadness, patted Callista's shoulder twice with her big hand painted with hot pink nail polish, and laughed:

"Has an enemy invaded the capital?" she asked in a trembling voice.

Kalista bit her lower lip, her face gloomy, "Did Grandmaster Hecarim give the order?"

Kalista felt sad in her heart and subconsciously clenched her slightly trembling fists.

Then, next, will I persuade Foyego, be imprisoned by him, and finally be bewitched by Hecarim and go to Blessed Light Island?

While cursing angrily, the knights' soldiers continued to punch and kick the old man who fell to the ground.

Compared to the few months before Kalista went to sea, Nekrit seemed to have aged more than ten years.

wrong……

The knight soldier who knocked down the old man looked anxious, "But..."

Calista, who was already in a depressed mood, directly weaved through the long and narrow queue and squeezed towards the exit of Quay Street. Although the people who were pushed were dissatisfied, those with sharp eyes could see Calista's dress at a glance and quickly pulled her.

Stay close to your companions who want to yell at you.

How long have I been away, Kamavia...how did it end up like this?

"Your Highness... Your Highness?"

Nekrit's shout brought Kalista's mind back to reality.

After arriving at the audience hall where the Shining Silver Throne was, Kalista ordered the soldiers to wait here, holding a spear, and pushed the door open to enter alone.

Houses that were smashed, looted, and burned down abound. However, the doors and windows of shops and houses on the streets are closed, and garbage and discarded debris are scattered in the streets and alleys.

The child beggars on the road were crying and begging. When they saw Callista and her group returning, the men and women hiding in the dilapidated shacks all looked around. There was no fear or nervousness on their faces, only a sense of numbness.

Kalista frowned and glanced at the old man on the ground who couldn't even moan and could only groan softly, and ordered the common soldiers beside her: "Send him to treatment."

Although there was an artifact to hang on to her life, Queen Isulde was already dying when Kalista went to sea.

The already solemn atmosphere fell into dead silence again.

"Sir, please!" The panic in Kalista's heart had already appeared on her face, and she couldn't help but murmured: "Foego, what on earth did you do?!"

No one spoke anymore, only the sounds of footsteps and intertwined breathing remained.

That was the counselor of the Shining Silver Throne—Nunio Nekrit.

Kalista nodded in agreement, and the sergeant immediately ordered 11 other commoners to form a standard-sized team to escort the general to the palace.

When Kalista returned to the main entrance of the palace, a filthy execution platform had been erected in front of the door. The blood stains of beheadings could no longer be washed away. The ferocious heads were lined up in a row, bitten by mosquitoes and crows.

People care.

"Bold——"

Most of the people guarding the exit were Kamavian common soldiers, the army led by Kalista.

Waiting for her to disembark from the dock and say goodbye to Venix, Callista saw the current situation of Kamavia, and the faint hope in her heart completely collapsed.

The guards outside the capital are heavily guarded, and temporary barriers have been set up with carts and barrels. If you want to leave from the dock, you must undergo strict questioning at all levels.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness Kalista!" He lowered his eyes and bowed to apologize.

A soldier dressed like a knight knocked down a scrawny old man next to him with one punch.

"No, General, this is a commotion in the city." Vivas looked hesitant, "Since the granary was ordered to be closed."

Entering the palace, Kalista still did not dismiss the soldiers and walked straight through the palace, completely ignoring the chattering of the maids and attendants.

In her daze, Josh's words echoed in Callista's ears again.

…

"Your Highness."

Kalista's tone was cold: "Do you have any objections?"

But even so, Kalista, who only wanted to return to the palace, still caused some commotion.

Empty the national treasury, overdraw the national power, and lock yourself and Isulde's body together...

It's not that Callista doesn't believe in miracles, it's just that Josh Russell's "prophecy" haunts her heart like a nightmare.

Kalista lowered her guard and said, "Where's Foego?"

"You are the moths that bite Kamavia! His Majesty the King and the Grand Masters of the Knights showed great mercy and allowed you to enter Alovedra for refuge. Is this how you repay them?!"

"Damn it! You bunch of untouchables!"

The commoner soldiers next to them had expressions of intolerance, but as soldiers, their status was not as good as that of the knights, and they were unable to stop it.

Kalista said nothing and forced an unnatural smile to Venix.

…

Queen Isulde is dead, but Foego cannot accept it...

After warning the knights, Callista returned to the center of her common men and recognized a sergeant she had appointed.

It was deserted, not even the guards were anywhere to be seen.

The common people who slept in the open were barely clothed and stayed under awnings built with old and dirty blankets, decaying sails and wood.

Kalista's gaze suddenly turned to the shadow on the left side of the throne, and a familiar rickety figure emerged from the darkness.

"Hmph, you are a subordinate of Grandmaster Theodora, right? If this happens again, your official position will not be guaranteed!"

If the new book is recommended with 50,000 words per issue, after reading all the recommendations, it will be on the shelves at 200,000 words. In fact, I update two chapters a day, which is quite a lot... On average, I update almost 5,000 words a day...

The new book issue is full of updates. If there are many words, the first order will be very weak after it is released. Most authors know this. Some authors have new book issues with 2,000 words per chapter, but I have basically not cut down each chapter.

The word count, sometimes a chapter is over 3,000 words, I just didn’t break it into chapters...

Nowadays, the league background articles are really not popular at all. The only ones that are popular are e-sports. The only high-quality articles in the entire starting point are those of two old authors, Tahm and Hidden Xiao?

Compared with the same period, several books on popular themes have been read by more than a thousand people. My book now only has a few hundred readers, so it may not be able to advance.

The current recommendation mechanism is like this. It is really important to read new books. If you have too many books, it is really easy to die (*)

I beg you all to read more!
Chapter completed!