Chapter 52: The Tyrant of Nor
Word Number：322
Author：苍渊之握
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Release Time：2026-02-24
Demidat took up the scepter of Nor from his father as he approached his sixtieth year. He had only just escaped the clutches of a grave illness; in gratitude, he rewarded the physicians who treated him, while privately attributing his survival to the divine protection of the gods. During his brief reign, the Lord devoted himself to repelling the military incursions of Worksmile. Though he understood the grim reality of his health from the physicians' guarded words, he remained filled with grace, grateful that he could fulfill the heavy responsibilities entrusted to him by the late Sovereign in the limited time he had left. Perhaps driven by the fever of his ailment, Demidat claimed to have seen a celestial envoy descend from the heavens, inviting him to sit upon a cloud and ascend to the halls of the gods. In his waking hours, he would lie upon his litter and command his servants to carry him to the temple to offer prayers. While the Lord of Nor drifted between reality and these visions, his sons, Witumus and Mesaris, had already begun to exhibit a dangerous rivalry. The men in the Hall of Nalga answered to the orders of the former, while the latter held command over the Praetorian guards. This perilous situation was a result of Demidat’s own lack of foresight. To better manage the emergencies of war, the Lord had delegated a portion of the state’s affairs to Witumus. To inspire the people and the army, he had sent his other son, Mesaris, into the heat of battle. While Mesaris’s bravery was worthy of his bloodline, Witumus’s administrative brilliance had also caught Demidat’s eye. When Demidat issued a decree granting Witumus the authority to inspect the border troops, it was a clear signal to all. Yet, the Lord failed to formalize this at a grand assembly by draping the robe of the Heir Apparent over Wi
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