There Is No Paradise Where I Ran Away To (14 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 136

The Preston dynasty had been overturned once again. Banister, standing atop the bloodstained Grand Courtyard, rose once more as master of the royal palace.

Banister’s horse hooves moved slowly forward between the ranks of soldiers who parted to either side. As he took his place, the nobles and soldiers who had led this battle all knelt on one knee in unison, paying homage to their new king.

Nathan Banister was the hidden son of Osric Banister and nephew of Kale Banister, who had been defeated by Mayer fifteen years ago, forced to relinquish the throne, and executed.

Just before the Mayer dynasty ascended through civil war fifteen years prior, the House of Banister itself had suffered its own internal conflicts, great and small. These stemmed from Kale Banister—Osric’s younger brother—who had long coveted the throne.

Osric Banister officially had two sons and one daughter. Yet one after another, all his children perished from mysterious illnesses and accidents, until Osric realized Kale Banister lay behind it all.

As Kale Banister’s ambition for the throne soared beyond reason, Osric Banister hid his youngest son—their last hope—with a nursemaid.

Not long afterward, Kale Banister, the younger brother, murdered his elder and seized the crown.

Kale Banister became a cruel king who slaughtered his own nephews and brother to seize power.

Disillusioned by this, Ebelline ousted Banister—the very symbol of absolute power—and enthroned Mayer to usher in a new era through reformed governance.

Yet Mayer had long since abandoned politics, turning a blind eye to the corruption slowly devouring Preston and indulging only in pleasure. Even as the lives of Preston’s people grew steadily more wretched, Mayer paid no heed.

For the past fifteen years, Preston had been ruled by nobles rotten to the core under Mayer and Count Reed.

Wellwood, who had left the palace fifteen years ago following Lavenge’s downfall, returned precisely because he could no longer stand by and watch Preston decay. He gathered allies who shared his desire to set things right, yet could never muster enough forces to match Mayer’s overwhelming military strength.

The revolution began when, by chance, while searching for rumors of Osric Banister’s hidden son, he met Duke Beitnes—and Sayer Raven.

The deeply rooted history of Preston’s royal line had finally returned to its original path. Nathan Banister was, in truth, the living history of Preston itself.

The country youth who now stood at the pinnacle of Preston looked down upon the soldiers gazing up at him and continued speaking with considerable confidence.

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