Kingdom Simulator: I, a Fallen Noble, Build a God-Level Kingdom!-Chapter 39: Greedy Little Mouth Opens Wide

Romon kept his eyes on the blueprint, the situation gradually reaching a critical point.

Sensing the rising tension, Nini quickly withdrew and knelt down, opening her greedy little mouth.

"Nini, after dinner, I need you to deliver a military order for me," Romon said.

Nini licked her four sharp feline teeth and replied, "Yes, Master. I can go right now if you wish."

"Very well. Deliver my order: Phase Two assault—commence."

Nini gave Romon’s lower body a light kiss, then immediately flipped over the railing and leapt down. "Understood!"

With the [Pet Collar] giving her a 50% boost to physical stats, Nini’s speed far surpassed that of a horse, and her stamina was beyond her peers.

For short and medium distances, she was as fast as a carrier hawk, but far more secure and discreet.

Romon straightened his clothes, then walked to the Lord’s Hall to rest.

He opened the simulator blueprint to watch Nini’s progress. Like an arrow released from the bowstring, she shot down the mountain, through the farmlands, and along the main road straight to Stone Town’s north gate.

In about twenty minutes, she reached the Centaur Knights’ position.

Pito, ever alert, thought it was an enemy attack and instantly drew her bow—then recognized Nini. "Oh? It’s you."

"Ahem!" Nini cleared her throat. "Lord’s orders: Phase Two assault—commence!"

Both Pito and Talia understood the meaning immediately. They sucked in deep breaths, knowing the real battle was about to begin.

Up till now, both the bloodthirsty wolf packs and the Centaur Knights had simply besieged Stone Town.

Now, however, they would unleash their firepower past the walls, directly into Stone Town’s city center!

Pito drew three arrows from her quiver. Talia imbued each with a small enchantment in turn, and then all three arrows were fired at once, tracing arcs through the sky to land precisely at three points of the city hall: left, center, and right.

These three arrows marked the strike zone. Being locals, they knew the city hall’s long, rectangular layout—so even a rough coordinate meant an accurate bombardment.

As soon as the arrows landed, Talia raised her silver staff high, while the Centaur Knights instinctively formed a protective circle around her.

Even in broad daylight, the light of Orbital Magic was blinding. First, it surged upward, activating the sky’s magic; then, from the heavens, it rained down an even fiercer strike.

Stone Town’s citizens hadn’t even reacted, mistaking it for a freak daytime thunderclap.

But as soon as they saw where the "daylight thunder" had struck, rumors began to spread:

"Did you see that? Even the gods of lightning are fed up with the Nightingale Lord!"

"Bullshit! I say it’s the city hall’s fault—they don’t even dare to fight back when the enemy’s at the gates!"

"Maybe it’s the old Thune tyrant’s wrath!"

"Are you crazy? What century do you think this is? Don’t you know about the princess and the young Thune Lord? I bet that magic just now was the Royal Mage Corps!"

...

But unlike the panicked crowd, the Nightingale Lord—hiding in the city hall—was scared out of his wits.

The last strike had luckily missed its mark, only destroying the back corner of the city hall building. If it had come straight down on his office, he would’ve been blown to ashes.

"Damn it! When did that Thune brat get such a powerful mage? That’s got to be Archmage-level magic already!" the Nightingale Lord cursed, rushing out of the mayor’s office. The hallway was already in chaos—everyone was fleeing downstairs, since the lower you went, the safer you’d be. The basement was the most secure place now.

"My Lord! Something terrible has happened—"

The mayor, covered in dust, came running around the corner, apparently with some new intel.

The Nightingale Lord grabbed him by the collar and shouted furiously, "You bastard! Didn’t you promise me that Thune only hired a useless mage? Answer me! What the hell was that spell just now!?"

In his rage, the Nightingale Lord sprayed spit all over the mayor’s face.

Wiping it off, the mayor stammered, "It’s her, it’s her—she must’ve learned a new spell somewhere. According to the Adventurers’ Guild records, she’s never used anything like that before!"

"You’re telling me that in just one month, that useless mage under Thune suddenly learned magic of this caliber?"

"Y-yes, that’s right..."

"Get lost!"

Furious, the Nightingale Lord kicked the mayor over—unfortunately, he accidentally tore open the wound in his groin. The sharp pain made him clamp his legs together.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

He cursed, pounding his gentleman’s cane on the floor.

But no matter how much it hurt, as long as they stayed on the upper floors, they’d always be in danger of another Orbital Magic strike. Swallowing the pain, he forced himself to head for the basement.

The mayor climbed to his feet, watching the Lord hobble along with legs tightly pressed together, leaning on his cane. He couldn’t make sense of the Lord’s odd behavior. Was clamping your legs together some kind of anti-magic ritual?

"Damn that Knight of Honor! He should be back by now... Yes, that must be it. They must have seen Thune’s head, so they’ve started this desperate attack." The Nightingale Lord comforted himself with this thought, feeling a little relieved.

Just then, another Orbital Magic blast detonated, this time blowing apart the mayor’s office.

The Nightingale Lord, shaken, glanced back in terror. His ankle gave out, and he tumbled and scrambled down the stairs as fast as he could.

"My Lord! Are you all right, my Lord?" the mayor called, chasing after him in concern.

"Huff..."

This time, the Nightingale Lord had really hurt himself. He slumped to the floor, unable to get up for a long time.

Now that he was on the ground floor, he felt much safer. Staring blankly at the ceiling, he decided to wait here for the assassin’s report—then he could escape this damned place as soon as possible.

With the Knight of Honor’s speed, if he’d already reached the north gate, he should be in front of him in less than five minutes, right?

So the Nightingale Lord waited, the rumble of Orbital Magic and the sound of crumbling structures echoing above him.

"My Lord, shouldn’t we take this chance to escape? I’ve noticed—they’re only bombing the city hall; the houses outside are untouched," the mayor suggested.

"Shut your pig mouth."

The Nightingale Lord couldn’t be bothered to move. His groin wound had torn open again, the pain unbearable—he really didn’t want to walk another step. All he wanted was to lie back in his comfortable carriage and ride back to Nightingale Manor in peace.

But a minute passed. Then three. Then five.

Still no sign of the Knight of Honor.

The Nightingale Lord licked his lips nervously. Seven minutes, ten, fifteen...

The Knight of Honor never appeared. Instead, the city hall was now reduced by Orbital Magic to its last remaining floor. One more hit, and he’d be blasted to bits. freёwebnoѵel.com

"What a damned place!"

He had no intention of dying in some backwater town. Gritting his teeth through the pain, he forced himself up and dashed for his carriage outside.

It was only now that he realized how dangerous Romon truly was. He began to regret his carelessness—and his mistakes. Before, he’d thought Romon was just a pawn, flaunting the princess’s power for his own gain. All he had to do, he thought, was hold Stone Town and send an assassin for Romon, and the matter would be settled easily.

That’s why he’d come in person, without calling in any of Nightingale Territory’s real experts—for fear of alerting the princess, or worse, being accused of plotting against royalty.

But things were nothing like he’d imagined. The assassins he sent never returned, and Romon’s assault made no use of the princess—this was overwhelming firepower, plain and simple.

He could no longer hold out. If things continued like this, when the city fell, he’d be captured alive.

He had to get out of Stone Town—even if it meant abandoning the town for now. He could always muster more troops and take it back later.

"My Lord, my Lord, what about me if you leave?" The mayor, seeing where the Lord was headed, panicked. "How am I supposed to organize the defense? I can’t hold this place on my own!"

"Then go die, you worthless sack of shit!"

Without looking back, the Nightingale Lord ordered his men to drive the carriage at full speed toward the west gate.

With the Lord fleeing, the little mayor of Stone Town was left without a backbone. He was Nightingale faction, not Thune, but facing such overwhelming force, holding out was suicide—and the townsfolk would scorn him for it.

Fortunately, the Orbital Magic had only targeted the city hall. If it had hit civilian homes, the furious, homeless townspeople would have strung him up on the pillory themselves.

"Well, I guess surrender is my only option now."

With a heavy sigh, the mayor mounted a black horse and rode swiftly to the north gate.

The guards at the north gate, seeing the mayor approach in person, expected some bold new order. To their shock, the mayor simply waved his hand and said, "Lay down your weapons. Open the gate."

"Huh? Mayor?"

"Do I have to repeat myself, damn it?!"

The north gate slowly opened, but there wasn’t any grand force waiting outside—just a squad of centaur knights and a rapid-fire mage.

Seeing someone in the mayor’s attire step out, Talia stopped channeling her magic.

"Everyone, please report to Lord Thune: the Nightingale Lord has abandoned this town. On behalf of Stone Town, I hereby surrender to Lord Thune."

With that, the mayor drew a dagger, offering it up with both hands before kneeling on one knee.

Talia glanced at Pito. Pito stepped forward, took the special dagger, and tossed it to Nini, who stood not far away.

"Report to the Lord: Stone Town has surrendered."

Nini examined the dagger in her hand. The hilt was engraved with a special mark—the symbol of Stone Town’s authority.

Without delay, she turned and ran toward Thune Territory to deliver the news.

Meanwhile, Romon had already predicted these events through the simulator’s blueprints. Still, Stone Town’s lightning-fast surrender took him by surprise; he’d expected the Nightingale Lord to hold out for a few more days. He hadn’t thought the man would give up so soon.