Die If I Can't Marry Off My Favorite (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 142

Snowflakes swirled across the desert.

Amid the dreamlike desert snowstorm, people were utterly exhilarated. Every citizen of Kaarlun, who had been hiding indoors, now rushed out onto the streets.

Just moments ago, the royal court mage’s protective barrier—which had kept them cowering in fear—had shattered. That monstrous genius had fallen to the revolutionaries.

This was the signal of liberation.

Red-and-white banners, symbols of the revolutionaries, fluttered throughout Kaarlun. The people gladly followed behind the rebels as they broke through the outer walls and marched toward the royal palace.

The soldiers’ spears and swords, raised to block the revolutionaries, held no strength. Warriors who understood justice had long since abandoned the royal court and joined the revolutionaries.

Nothing could stop their steps toward freedom.

A red-and-white tide surged over the royal palace. Before the firmly sealed final stronghold of the Sharvia royal family, the people of Sharvia raised their voices.

“Open the gates!”

“Come out, Siakun El Sharvia!”

“Return our homeland to us!”

“Give us our freedom!”

Siakun El Sharvia, dragging Shuria up onto the palace wall, faced this spectacle head-on.

Red and white waves, threatening to swallow the entire palace whole.

Unconsciously overwhelmed, Siakun stumbled and gripped the railing. His hands trembled violently.

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