At this moment, August, who had turned into a little boy, looked at his body in disbelief.
I returned to my childhood, and even my soul became young again.
The magic is all gone, but the memories remain.
For August, this time, he was reborn.
"You..."
Knowing his father's troubles, August was well aware of the price he had to pay to resurrect the dead.
But looking at Caesar's smiling expression, August sighed. He knew that this time, he owed him too much favor.
"Old man?"
Brandish was carried by Timalia and walked over to the two of them. Looking at the cute August, she felt that her entire view of the world had been shattered.
"Caesar."
Mirajane flapped her bat wings and landed next to Caesar. While she was concerned about him, her eyes were fixed on Timaria and Brandish.
"We lost."
August spoke, looking at Timaria and Brandish. "Save the others. I have something to say."
Timaria and Brandish felt uncomfortable, but they still followed August's instructions. They dragged the other Twelve Shields members back and slapped them a few times to wake them up.
In the ruins, the other members of the Twelve Shields looked at the small August in disbelief. It was hard to imagine that this little boy was actually the old man August.
August looked at the members of the Twelve Shields, sighed, and said, "We lost, so I can tell you the information about the letter."
Caesar, standing aside, was also curious. What exactly was Jellal up to? What message did he give to August?
"Old man, please speak quickly."
Brandish was also curious and urged him.
"That letter is a handwritten order from His Majesty."
August spoke calmly. "He asked us to go all out and fight Caesar regardless of life or death, and to use all our strength to defeat him."
Upon hearing this, all the Twelve Shields members lowered their heads. It was obvious that they had been defeated and had betrayed His Majesty's trust.
"If we win, then nothing will happen."
August said with a gloomy expression, "But if he loses, then this empire will be of no use to him. The person who defeated us, Caesar, will temporarily take over the position of emperor. If he has a chance to come back, he will replace Caesar. But while he is not back, we must fully cooperate with Caesar and treat him as the real emperor."
As soon as August finished speaking, all the members of the Twelve Shields were stunned. Among them were Caesar and Mirajane.
Caesar blinked in confusion.
Aren't we going to have a discussion?
How did he become the emperor?
What on earth does Jellal mean?!
Suddenly, Caesar slapped his forehead and realized the situation.
This empire was originally established by Jellal as a development game. It was just a joke, and Jellal never regarded the people of this empire as lives at all, but as chess pieces.
It was also because of this that the curse of the god Anxelram never erupted here.
Since they were pawns, their role in the plot was only to suppress Ishgar and seize Mavis's infinite magic power.
But now, Caesar was here.
If Caesar had not defeated them, then this chess piece and its role could have allowed Jellal to overturn the board, destroy the entire world, and start all over again as the plot showed.
But they lost.
For Jellal, this chess piece was not as important as he imagined, so he ruthlessly abandoned it.
However, it was clear that Jellal still had some feelings for this game, so he let Caesar temporarily manage the empire on his behalf to prevent it from collapsing because of his absence.
"Rift it, Jellal, you're setting a trap for me!"
Caesar gritted his teeth, then walked out and shouted, "I don't agree! I'm used to being free, don't try to tie me down! I'm a Fairy Tail wizard! I..."
"His Majesty said that if you temporarily take over as emperor, you can control all the money in the empire."
August looked at Caesar and spoke lightly.
Ah, this…
Mirajane covered her face, unable to bear the sight.
Caesar was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and said with a smile, "You are really good at judging people. I will accept the responsibility of acting as the emperor!"
The members of the Twelve Shields were speechless.
It seemed that even being an emperor didn't have enough money, right?
Caesar inexplicably became the emperor of the Alvarez Empire.
Of course, as the nominal emperor, Caesar didn't need to worry about the operation of the entire empire. After all, the former emperor would run away whenever there was nothing to do.
If the emperor really needed to worry about everything, the empire would have collapsed long ago.
This also made Caesar very confused. What was Jellal's true intention in letting him take over the position of emperor?
But soon, Caesar was too lazy to think about it.
Because when the imperial treasury was opened, Caesar laughed like a pig.
It was all money!
Excluding rare treasures and precious items, the current funds in the national treasury reached tens of billions of j!
If this wealth were put into the game...
No, I can't think about it anymore. My saliva is about to drip out!
"I can use all of these, right?"
Caesar wiped the corner of his mouth, afraid he might drool, and looked back at Inbel, who was wrapped in bandages, to confirm again.
"Yes."
Inbel pushed his glasses and said in a deep voice, "You can use all the money here."
"Then I won't be polite."
Caesar chose to recharge, and instantly, forty percent of the banknotes disappeared. But the remaining sixty percent of the banknotes stayed motionless.
What happened?
Caesar was stunned.
Isn't it all money? Why doesn't it all work?
"Is this counterfeit money?" he asked Inbel in confusion.
Inbel's forehead throbbed with veins as he suppressed his anger. "This is the imperial treasury. Do you think there would be counterfeit money piled up here?"
"Oh, right."
Caesar nodded, then opened the game interface and questioned the broken game.
"This game is so rifted. I still have money, why won't you take it?"
"This game only accepts banknotes that have been used in real transactions. New banknotes that are not in circulation will not be accepted."
Following that explanation, Caesar was stunned.
He had thought that since he was emperor, he could just have the printing factory run twenty-four hours a day, printing money for him endlessly, and then recharge it. Wouldn't that be a perpetual motion machine?
But it was obvious that this broken game wouldn't allow any loopholes.
The money used for recharge had to circulate through real transactions in other words, only old coins were accepted.
New currency was not within the acceptable range for recharge, preventing Caesar from using the printing factory to endlessly fund his draws.
"This broken game is really annoying."
Caesar muttered, "But the devil is always stronger than the righteous. I'll find my own countermeasures!"