My incarnation is becoming a global calamity.

Chapter 60 Tests the Calamity Potential of the Five Dukes' Children

The royal palace, the king's study.

Even though it was late at night, the study was still brightly lit.

Kellen XV, that is what the outside world calls this king.

The inhabitants of the empire praised him as the most outstanding king in the empire in nearly a hundred years.

He loved his people, was diligent in his duties, and was fair and just... This is how the people of the empire described him.

However, these were like enormous mountains to the king, weighing him down and making it hard for him to breathe.

In order to meet the expectations of the people, he had no choice but to be more diligent in his political affairs, often reviewing imperial matters until late at night.

"The calamities have been occurring more and more frequently lately, the church is acting unpredictably, and there are still no leads on the witch..."

Kellen XV felt as if a heavy weight was pressing down on his shoulders, as if trying to crush his upright body.

Since he was appointed king in a time of crisis ten years ago, he has been sleeping later than a dog and waking up earlier than a rooster every day, never daring to slack off in the slightest.

However, the frequent occurrence of calamities, the church's restless activities, and even the recent reappearance of a suspected witch have put him under immense pressure.

The matter of the witch, in particular, lingered in his mind like a dark cloud.

"Knock knock knock..."

The knocking was soft, but it was quite noticeable in the quiet night.

The king gently raised his eyes, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the study door.

After a long silence, he spoke slowly in a slightly hoarse voice: "Come in."

The creaking sound of the door opening echoed in his ears, and an unexpected figure walked in from outside.

Upon seeing this figure, the king frowned slightly, looking somewhat puzzled.

"It's so late, why aren't you resting yet?"

His voice was stern and indifferent, yet one could vaguely sense a hint of doting affection.

"Father, I have come to report on the eight corpses and to ask you for a favor."

Eve's voice is sweet and sounds quite lively.

Upon hearing this voice, the king felt all his fatigue vanish, and the stern expression on his face softened.

"Go ahead and tell me. If it's reasonable, I'll naturally consider it."

He did not give Eve a chance to report about the eight corpses.

His subordinates had already reported the news, and he knew that there was no progress at all.

Not giving Eve a chance to bring it up was naturally out of concern for hurting her precious daughter's feelings.

As for the demands she made later, the king naturally knew that this was her main purpose for coming here tonight.

I decided to get straight to the point with her so she could go home and rest sooner.

Upon hearing this, Eve smiled sweetly, took a graceful step and walked behind the king, raising her hand to gently massage his shoulder.

Feeling the comfort coming from his shoulder, the king couldn't help but smile slightly.

He now had a vague feeling that his daughter seemed to have returned to six months ago, becoming Eve before she became a calamity.

Since she became a calamity, the king had not seen his daughter's genuine smile for a long time.

Although she would smile occasionally, the king could tell at a glance that it was a fake smile to keep her loved ones from worrying.

It's not the kind of genuine laughter we see now.

He didn't know why his daughter had suddenly become like this, but he was genuinely happy.

So whatever Eve asks for later, he will try his best to fulfill it.

"Father, I need some manpower, preferably people with special abilities..."

Eve's meaning is quite clear.

Aside from those who possess S-class magical artifacts, the only people with special abilities are those calamities despised by the world.

It's obvious that Eve's sudden visit in the middle of the night wasn't for someone who possesses an S-rank magical artifact.

After all, if she wanted to use these people, she only needed to send someone to inform the king.

But now, they come to me in the middle of the night, even massaging my shoulders to relax me; their purpose is clearly to target that group of calamities.

However, most of those calamities were in the hands of the Church, and most of them had already been wiped out.

It would be quite difficult for her to get these people...

The king frowned slightly, a troubled look appearing on his face.

"Eve, it's not that Father doesn't want you to have people with special abilities, it's just that these people are all in the hands of the Church, and it's difficult for me to get involved in things there."

His words were tactful, yet very clear.

He was being tactful in his attempt to refuse his daughter's request, and he clearly stated his reasons for doing so as well.

Even though he was the king who controlled the empire, he still found the church, which was at the height of its power, troublesome.

On the surface, there is naturally no estrangement between the two sides; in fact, their relationship is so close that they are inseparable.

But when it comes to the interests of both parties, they will not give an inch and will never compromise.

The matter of calamities was handed over to the church during that battle fifty years ago, and even the king was not allowed to interfere.

Of course, if the king had the power to capture the calamity, the church would not interfere.

Unfortunately, he still has no problem capturing some of the weaker calamities with his current strength.

If they were to encounter a powerful calamity, it would be fair to say that as many as they went, many would die.

Therefore, although he currently has some weaker calamities under his command, they are unable to play a significant role in Eve's hands.

Even if he wanted to grant Eve's request, he was powerless to do so.

As if she had anticipated the king's words, Eve did not stop what she was doing after he said them.

The original shoulder pounding turned into shoulder rubbing, the movements were gentle and skillful, as if it had been done many times before.

"Father, I understand your difficulties, so the people I need are naturally on our side."

Eve hesitated for a moment, but quickly made up her mind.

"For example, the households of the five dukes..."

She stopped there, believing that her father understood what she meant.

After all, it's already so obvious. If her father still pretends not to know, then that would be a tactful way of refusing.

Just as she expected, the king clearly fell into thought after hearing Eve's words.

Just as Eve said, the imperial nobles would inevitably stand on the side of the empire.

Their status was granted by the monarchy, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they shared life and death with the empire.

Once the monarchy declines, the nobility will inevitably lose their current status.

Therefore, the five dukes and other nobles of the empire still obeyed the orders of their king.

It's practically effortless to become a child of misfortune in their family.

Since these people are just staying at home anyway, they might as well do something with Eve.

Firstly, this allows us to keep a close watch on these unstable factors, saving manpower for other tasks.

Secondly, it also allows us to assess the potential of these individuals and see if there is any force we can utilize.

If he had several controllable and powerful calamities as trump cards, he could be more assertive when facing the church.

After a brief moment of thought, he felt that the idea was worth trying.

Even if we fail, there won't be much loss.

"Okay, I agree. I'll have them go to the base to help you tomorrow."

The king's tone was tinged with indulgent laughter.

"That's wonderful, thank you, Father."

Eve's face broke into a wide smile, and she unconsciously increased the pressure in her hands, massaging her shoulders until her eyelids twitched.

"Be gentle, be gentle, it hurts so much..."