"Oh, the wild lilies in full bloom. How charming they are. How beautiful their songs are. Their dances are as beautiful as butterflies. She's the queen of the red-light district, the dream lover of all men and women …"
During my meeting with Renee, I purposely found a few bards to sing the "hymns" that had been sung recently to her.
Alright, but surprisingly, Renée didn't react at all. She had a blank expression, and her eyes were bloodshot. When she saw me, her legs softened, and she almost fell to the ground.
* Phew! *
On my arm, she fell asleep in seconds! She actually started snoring!
"This …?"
All of the punishment methods that I had prepared had been wasted. It seemed that Reyne was having quite a hard time as well. For a Gold-rank Law Knight, physical fatigue was nothing much, but the mental pressure was probably suffocating her. After all, to a girl, her reputation, which was the most important thing to her, had been ruined. Even if she wanted to marry, she wouldn't be able to.
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel some sympathy and guilt. After all, even though this was all Cavendish's fault, the declaration I made back in the Ottoman Empire was the true beginning of all this trouble.
Otherwise, I could have thought of a way to explain myself instead of the current [Legendary Lily Knight Princess Dragonslayer War Chronicles, She and Her Eighteen Flowers] novel, storytelling, and drama editions are all selling like hotcakes, and you can even get a 20% discount for bundles! If you buy three sets at once, you'll even get a free painting poster.]
"I'm sorry, it's all because we old fellows went too far …"
Thinking about this, I felt even more guilty.
"… Big Brother Roland, Nini doesn't blame you."
Hearing these gentle words from my arms, I couldn't help but feel moved, but …
"So, stop licking my feet. Nini knows that you like me, but pretending to be a dog isn't a good way to express your love. Also … don't take off your clothes, you're so perverted. You actually want to wear my clothes? Fine, if it's Lanlan, that's fine … Stop sniffing, it's so embarrassing, and stop licking … Is panties that good? Just directly lick me … "
My face immediately turned green. What kind of nonsense is this?!
"That, Your Highness, please don't be angry. Her Highness Renée has been cursed by the succubus' sweet dreams. These days, she has been pulled into strange dreams, so she hasn't slept since she came back. It's not easy for her to stay up until now."
Sweet dream curse? What was that?
"A Purgatory Succubus' natural talent is to arouse a person's deepest desire. Then, from that opening, the succubus will be led to indulge in their desires and gradually fall into depravity. For example, a greedy person will dream of bathing on a mountain of gold, and a lustful person will dream of being surrounded by countless beauties. As for little Renée … cough, the curse was probably left behind by Cavendish. It made her more inclined towards desire and depravity towards Chaos so that it would be easier for me to descend into Chaos next time."
Alright, as a Demon Lord, Eliza naturally understood the knowledge of the Chaos Abyss very well. Thus, upon hearing this, I smiled in delight.
"In other words, Renée's heart is full of those messy thoughts? Was this her innermost wish? My black history of cross-dressing? A pervert who treats me as a fetish? Hehe, hehehe, hehehehe! It seems that I really need to correct her! No, just a personality correction punch isn't enough. Let's just brainwash her and recreate her personality. At the very least, that dark history of hers definitely can't be left behind! "
With a face full of smiles, I carried Renée and walked towards my room. It seemed that I would have to prepare a brainwashing forbidden spell. I would be quite busy today …
"Her Highness Renée is in trouble. His Highness Roland must be furious to death."
"Even His Highness Roland has darkened. His smile is so scary …"
As for me, I suddenly thought of something as I turned around and smiled at the attendants.
"You didn't hear anything today, did you? Or, do you want me to help you forget something? "
The two of them had panicked expressions as they kept shaking their heads.
"I didn't hear anything!"
"I definitely didn't hear anything."
I nodded in satisfaction as I looked at the two lads who kept shaking their heads. Obedient children were good children, while disobedient naughty children needed to be disciplined.
Looking at Renée in my arms, I chuckled.
"Let's start from there. Right, it's been a long time since I played mud wrestling and bungee jumping. The little black room seems pretty good too …"
However, the sound of the wind whistling past and the familiar heavy footsteps made me close my eyes helplessly.
"Boom!"
A huge hole appeared in the wall that had just been repaired. Beside it, there were already 3 human-shaped holes that had just been patched up.
"Boom!"
Alright, I just knew it. These fellows never knew how to use the door.
"Haha. Come and catch me then. "
"Don't run, Ah Dang is the older brother!"
The bastard who made us run naked during the chaos. The scene of these brothers fooling around was really nostalgic. However, the little dwarf who was the older brother was holding the Thousand Ton Stone Pillar and swung it around, creating a huge hole in the wall. On the other hand, the big muscleman who was the younger brother could casually open a hole in the wall.
From a certain standpoint, the mental age of the two of them was quite young. I could understand their fooling around, but if I were to be dragged into it …
"No matter if it's Omar's brute strength or Ah Dang's huge stone pillar, both of them would probably die on the spot. Dying from playing hide and seek with a brat? That's too scary. "
Thus, I did my best to hide my existence and intended to leave quietly. However, I felt that something was wrong.
"Wait, where did that stone pillar come from? Why does it look so familiar? I feel like I've just seen it before. "
Then, I thought of it, but it was already too late.
"Ahhh! Darned Ah Dang, that's the main pillar of this house!"
Well, the lower and lower ceilings, the crashing of the house, have given me the answer.
…
"The Beastman King Émont Blood Axe is dead?"
From a certain standpoint, this was completely within my expectations. Before I lost consciousness, the tables had turned and the highland Beastmen were forced into a desperate situation.
The final reinforcements, the highland Beastmen, were blocked off by the undead army and the Underground. When they discovered that even a True God was about to die, and that the human reinforcements were becoming stronger and stronger, the highland Beastmen, who had just suffered a painful defeat a year ago, rationally chose to retreat.
When the Karodan tribe leader retreated with all the highland Beastmen tribes, the surviving highland Beastmen discovered to their astonishment that they had lost all their allies, while the enemy's power level had increased immeasurably without them realizing it.
"We absolutely can't let Felix die! Otherwise, we'll all die here!"
The invincible True God's descended body was forced into a desperate situation. The beastmen's remaining troops were forced to enter the battlefield. They knew that the blood feud they had with the Northlands humans, Xiluo's undead, grayblood elves, and the Underground allied army would be impossible for them to win.
In order to avoid unnecessary losses, the beastmen's main forces had retreated to the Divine Domain. When they truly began to rescue Felix, they would first have to face the ambushes of the Underground allied army and the undead army.
Xiluo's reinforcements and the Underground allied army were all powerful and well-prepared. That was why the beastmen's reinforcements were naturally intercepted. In this desperate situation, when Felix died, some of the beastmen finally laid down their weapons and chose to surrender. However, Émont Blood Axe and the remaining beastmen tribe leaders unhesitatingly chose to fight to the death instead of retreating.
They knew that as the instigator of this invasion and as the number one war criminal, they would definitely be punished after they lost the battle. In that case, rather than being humiliated and hanged on the gallows, it would be better to "gloriously" die in battle.
And so, Émont's severed head became the spoils of war of a certain young soldier, and the fanatical beastmen army finally met with complete annihilation. They either died or surrendered.
Following the fall of Émont Blood Axe, the largest beastmen invasion in the past two hundred years had officially failed. Even if the humans didn't deal with the highland beastmen, they would still need at least one or two hundred years to recover. And I knew that they probably wouldn't have any hope for the duration of this Holy War. Without a guardian god, they would only weaken even further.
And in reality, this wasn't the only loss in this battle, nor was it the biggest loss.
The biggest loss was the dark elves, who originally had nothing to do with this.
In the past thousand years, Rose had led the dark elves to make a living in the Underground World. The original Superior Elf Empire's values had long since been twisted. The dark elves' social customs, culture, religion, and social structure were all branded with Rose's personal mark. It could be said that the majority of the dark elves were Rose's personal property.
Just like how the humans on the surface couldn't imagine life without the sun, the dark elves couldn't imagine life without Rose.
But now, Lorci was dead. In the span of a single night, Lorci's priests and matriarchs, who stood at the top of dark elf society, were all heavily injured. They would either directly die or fall into insanity. The best result would be losing all of their power.
And in the cruel world of dark elves, being weak was the greatest sin. And if the powerless were still the high and mighty matriarchs, then what awaited them was an even more pitiful ending.
In a single night, when the news of a true God's death was confirmed by the priests who had lost their power, ninety percent of the Underground World under Rose's control fell into chaos. The entire dark elf society fell into chaos.
And what was more dangerous wasn't just the social chaos. All along, Rose had been the supreme existence of most of the dark elves. Her will was the law and pursuit of this race. Every family fought against each other in order to obtain the spider queen's favor. The entire dark elf race lived for Rose's benefit.
And now, she had fallen. Then, to the dark elves who viewed Rose as their sky, this was no different from the sky collapsing. The fatal loss of faith and collapse was the true trouble.
Some of those whose faith had collapsed turned into fearless thugs, some chose to commit suicide, but the majority still instinctively searched for new replacements. In a single night, countless new Gods, fake Gods, and Evil Gods appeared. Many existences who could ascend to godhood locked their sights on the gap left by Rose.
Cough, actually, the God of Law Wumianzhe acted very quickly. Those silver-masked judges were swiftly and effectively restoring order in the various Underground World Elves. Of course, Sulfur Mountain City's military might was also a deterrent. At the very least, it was obvious that the Red Hunting Hounds who remained in the underground world had sent out their troops.
If this situation continued, before the birth of a new true God of the dark elves, the entire race would probably fall apart and then be eaten up by various factions. Of course, the one who would benefit the most would be the current Underground Autarch, Anne's faction. At the very least, the Church of Law, which was restoring order in the various Underground World and giving justice to thugs, was becoming more and more popular among the dark elf commoners. Perhaps, it wouldn't be long before the new order of the dark elf society would shock the entire world.
It wasn't that the other True Gods didn't want to interfere, but from a certain standpoint, this was also a war between the Dark Elf Gods and the Law Gods. And now, as the victor, the Law Gods, was beginning to reap the spoils of war. Naturally, the other True Gods had no chance of interfering.
In a short half a month, not only did Wumianzhe replenish the God Power he lost during the God's Descent, but due to the extreme expansion of his believers and territory, he even began to advance once again. This time, if he was able to completely take over Rose's territory, he might even become a mid-level God like Rose.
In fact, Wumianzhe even began to consider the possibility of establishing a Follower God to become the Dark Elf Guardian God.
If it was a peaceful era, going from a Quasi God to a Low God and then to a mid-level God would be an exceptionally arduous journey.
For a True God to advance, it would require thousands of years of accumulation, and countless generations of Guardian Gods would be required. However, this was during the Holy War, and this was also an opportunity that the Holy War brought to the True Gods. In every Holy War, countless new Gods would rise and fall. It wouldn't matter much if one had a good laugh now. Only the one who had the last laugh would be the true victor.
I had handed over all the mortal affairs of the Church of Law to Xueti and Lilith, so I didn't intend on managing them at all. However, since "Roland" had successfully completed a God's Descent and hadn't died yet, not only was his status as a God Envoy confirmed, the Law job class members were also looking at me with fanatical gazes, which made me recall the events of Wumianzhe's era.
But right now, I didn't have the time to worry about such matters. An even greater problem was right in front of me.
"Cough, today, the main point of our discussion is still the rescue work of the Northlands elves. Right now, they're constantly facing natural disasters, with hailstorms and blizzards coming one after another. I heard that there was even a blizzard and hurricane just a few days ago. They also lack winter rations and clothing, and some of the insane dark elves have turned into thugs. If we continue to ignore them, I'm afraid that the Northlands elves will become history."
However, the moment I finished speaking, there was only silence.
It was obvious that the generals of the various countries lacked interest. After all, every country had suffered great losses in this battle, and the indecisive elves had spent most of their time on the enemy's side. Many elves already had a blood feud with them, so how could they possibly be willing to help?
Seeing this situation, I laughed.
"Fine, if you don't care, I'll care."
Hearing this, all the generals paused in surprise. This time, the main target of the elves' enmity was the Sleuweir Kingdom, which was the People of the Mist. Although this person in front of me had a good reputation on the surface, his reputation in private was comparable to that of an apocalyptic demon king. No matter how I looked at him, he didn't seem like a selfless good person who would repay evil with good.
"Yep, I've been longing for Liusu City for a long time. That library has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and the countless magic and art treasures passed down from the Elven Empire can't be destroyed by this disaster."
Alright, as soon as I said this, everyone instantly understood. How was he going to help them? He was going to dig up a plot of land!
Of course, he could have done all this in secret, but why did he say it out loud? Just what was this living legend thinking? Just what did he intend to do? Why did he have to bring up this topic here?
For a moment, the conference room fell silent. Only the sound of my index finger tapping on the table could be heard.
"The Holy War has already begun, and there will no longer be a peaceful place in the entire continent. This time, we were able to deal with it because of luck. Next time, we might not have the descent of a True God or so many reinforcements. In order to deal with the upcoming Holy War, I intend to establish an alliance in the Northlands — the Mist Alliance."
"First of all, it will abide by the principle of non-war (Don't start a war, don't start a war of aggression), and it will believe in law and the Northlands' guardian god as its national religion. That's why everyone doesn't need to worry that the Mist Alliance will be a threat to the various countries. Under the terms of the Mist Alliance, each country will have the right to be independent and not interfere with each other's internal affairs. This is the most basic rule. "
"Secondly, it will abide by Wumianzhe's teachings. As long as one hasn't committed a crime, all species and individuals are innocent and non-evil. That's why the Mist Alliance won't limit the number of species and countries that can join. According to what I know, at least the remnants of Xiluo, some Underground residents who yearn for the light, the Sharal Autonomous Region's half-beastmen, the Barbarian Alliance, the Donglan Principality, and the Sleuweir Kingdom have all submitted their applications to join the Mist Alliance."
Hearing this, everyone's faces were filled with astonishment. This was already far beyond the realm of betrayal. It would be understandable for the Gods' churches to send down a divine decree to summon a Holy War the very next day.
But if this Mist Alliance was truly established …
Everyone couldn't help but shiver. At this time, with so many powerful factions allied together, it was likely that the entire Northlands would be under Wumianzhe's control. At that time, Wumianzhe would become the true guardian god of the Northlands.
The Mist Alliance would doubtlessly be a super heavy political and military bomb. Everyone would have to constantly think about the effects of its establishment.
From a certain standpoint, this war was also a melting pot. All the species that hated each other got to know each other and established a basic level of trust. This gigantic alliance would then become a reality.
"This isn't appropriate, is it? This Holy Church …"
"Heh heh." Hearing this, I chuckled and then spoke in a serious tone.
"Marchioness Ai Xiu of Rhodes, do you still not recognize her? This is already the middle of the Holy War. Us' Northland barbarians' can't rely on anyone else. If we don't band together for warmth, how will we survive this difficult winter? "
Marchioness Ai Xiu was about to say something, but I shook my head.
"I know what you want to say. Relax. Soon, the flames of war will be ignited everywhere. The Holy Church won't even be able to deal with its own matters. Besides, this is also Wumianzhe's will. As a True God of Order, do you really think that he'll be treated as a heretic? We're just pitiful people who need to band together to survive the winter. The Mist Alliance will never actively invade us, but do we Northlanders not even have the right to survive? "
After hesitating for a moment, Ai Xiu finally gave up on speaking. But for me, this was only the beginning.
"The only legal successor of the Tassel Kingdom, Princess Ansuna, has also requested to join the Mist Alliance. So, after this rescue mission is completed, perhaps all the Northlands elves will become members of the Mist Alliance as well."
All the generals present were shocked. This was already quite direct. She intended to swallow the entire elven species in one go. Her appetite was actually so huge.
"That's why I hope that all the countries will join this alliance and participate in the rescue mission together. We will open up all sorts of technology within the Mist Alliance. This includes the magic swordsmen and floating airships that appeared in this war. This time, the royal families of all the elven countries suffered a destructive blow, and their main armies were completely destroyed. Perhaps there won't be any more Northlands elven countries in the future. It'll be great for the elves to live together in the various countries. "
Discussing benefits between countries was the most practical. The Mist Kingdom's new technology and the elves' secret inheritances were astonishingly tempting. There wouldn't be a second chance if they missed this opportunity. Without a doubt, throwing out the bait was the most effective form of invitation. After saying all this, I turned around and left.
I had said all that I needed to say. If I still didn't take care of the rescue mission, Ansuna would start haunting my room again in the middle of the night.
As my most trusted aide, Eliza had been waiting outside my door for quite some time.
"Aren't you afraid that you'll force them too much and cause a life-and-death struggle?"
"Relax. Nobody's an idiot. Once the Holy War begins, the mega empires won't even have the time to worry about us. Small countries want to survive, and now is the best time to suck up to a powerful ally. This time, the ally we've revealed is both white and tender. Once they understand the situation, they'll want nothing more than to pounce on us."
"Sexual harassment …" Eliza adjusted her eyeglasses as she changed the topic in a rather abnormal direction.
But suddenly, an attendant passed by me, and a slip of paper appeared in my hand.
"Two hours from now, I hope to have a small gathering. — Ai Xiu Soder."
"Haha, see, the first person to suck up to a powerful ally is here."
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