When it was morning in the New World's Port of Hatrapha, the Old World's Santa Cruz had already completed the grand luncheon for the engagement ceremony.
The well-dressed guests had gradually dispersed, but the story behind the scenes had just begun.
"Your Highness, please follow us …"
"The Dome Palace is a treasure of the world's art. Let us introduce you to the place where you will live in the future."
"Haha, many places are never open to outsiders. We are lucky enough to see these treasures with Your Highness. Your Highness is our lucky star …"
A group of ladies and noblewomen of the kingdom surrounded the princess who had come from afar and whose body was as thin as paper. They went to visit the 'Dome Palace' that was as splendid as the Museum of All Nations.
At this time.
The other protagonist of the engagement ceremony, King Philip II of Shilius, was meeting with a mysterious person in a lounge.
To be honest, in all the complicated and cumbersome etiquette, the king did not pay much attention to Princess Mary Theresa's appearance.
Beautiful, ugly, tall, short, fat, or thin, the person he was going to marry was not her, but the crown she represented!
"Congratulations, Your Majesty. The engagement ceremony with the Hapsburg family has been successfully completed.
When you truly wear the supreme crown, we can gradually begin to implement the next step of the plan.
No one knows the power of the medium better than us of the School of Curses. This will be the ladder to the supreme royal power for you and your family! "
Dressed in a luxurious suit, Philip II, who was actually close to 40 years old but still looked young, saw that the dream of generations of ancestors was about to be realized in his hands.
Unable to contain the excitement in his heart, he drank the precious wine in his hand.
"Ha, there is still a full year to the wedding, but I can't wait anymore."
Beside him, a white-haired middle-aged man in a black robe quickly bowed slightly to the impatient king and promised.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured! I assure you that within a month of your marriage with Princess Mary, the Emperor of the Holy Lothar Empire, Maximilian, will return to the heaven of the Primordial God, Tirentius! "
The one who spoke was a black-robed man with fair skin whose age could not be determined. He was none other than Great Adept Andon of the School of Curses, who had returned to Shilius with the Commander of the Guards.
He didn't know why, but in just a short year, he had successfully gained the trust of King Philip II. He had even become the King's confidant.
"I acknowledge Andon's abilities. When Shilius's supreme authority illuminates the world, there will definitely be a place for the School of Curses on the Source Continent.
This is the promise of the Kings of Earth and Sea!
I know exactly what you want, unlike those bastards who eat the kingdom's offerings and still dare to meddle in the kingdom's affairs … "
Speaking of this, Philip II's face was a bit gloomy. He recalled the ugly expression of the archbishop of Eternal Fire, who was the host of the engagement ceremony, as if his whole family had died.
The depression that had accumulated in his heart for a long time seemed to turn into a raging flame and rush out of his chest!
As the noblest king on this land, he had had enough of the restrictions from the Church of Eternal Fire, although they had indeed provided the kingdom with many kinds of help in the past.
From the support of the Transcendent Knight to the "legendary warship," especially when he first attacked the New World, summoning the Angel of Fire to defeat the few native main gods one by one, it had established the initial structure of Shilius's rule over the New World.
However, this also allowed the Church's forces and rebels who were more inclined towards the Church than the kingdom. They had infiltrated all aspects of the military, administration, and business system, and were now too powerful to be eliminated.
Obviously, those "servants of God" saw this as more of an investment and never treated Shilius differently. They were just short of directly labeling Shilius as a "money bag."
This was especially so for Novigrad, which was the Church's "City of Freedom," "City of Light," and "Holy City." It had no production, but it had to swallow the massive amount of resources that Shilius had offered and firmly suppress Shilius!
Just because there was a hole in the center of the city with a flame that would not be extinguished for thousands of years? Was this a miracle? Was this even more noble than Santa Cruz, which the Shilius had built with their blood, sweat, and wisdom? And it was even closer to the proof of the "Eternal Fire"?
Philip II and the previous kings were not convinced!
Every ruler on the continent knew that as a secular king, they had to distinguish the difference between "God" and "Church."
In the "Dark Millennium" before the "Renaissance," there were almost no miracles from true God, let alone the frequent descent of angels to interfere in mortal affairs like now.
Just like mortal countries, wizard schools, and other organizations, which force formed by mortals could prosper forever?
In history, there were examples of true God sects being corrupted and destroyed, and there were also examples of mortals receiving divine enlightenment and then rebuilding the Church.
This also allowed the secular rulers to see the nature of the Church. Mortals could not control God, but they could control other mortals. The Church of God was not a monolithic entity.
No one knew the internal conflicts of Shilius better than Philip II.
After he had truly released the signal that he was going to be crowned emperor, perhaps he could see clearly who his enemies were and who could become his friends.
I, Philip II, the great King of Shilius, the emperor of the Holy Lothar Empire, might be able to start another religious revolution.
In the face of the external world, I will completely solve the internal conflicts of the kingdom!
Establishing the Shilius Empire is an everlasting achievement!
.....
Sha sha sha …
The delicate pen seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand and automatically left lines of words that were exactly the same as Elvin's handwriting on a piece of green paper that was as thin as a cicada's wings.
The pen that was enlivened by the Spiritual Light of Activation drew the last full stop on the paper.
Elvin carefully picked it up and read through it. After confirming that there were no problems, he carefully rolled up the letter with the title "Overlord Disqualification Plan" and handed it to a seagull that had stopped by his hand.
Chirp!
The snow-white seagull took the letter with its claws, and with a soft cry, it flapped its wings and took off.
Pop!
In the air, it exploded into a ball of light particles and disappeared from the material world.
This "messenger" would transit through the Spiritual Realm and head to the mainland of Faletis to deliver this letter to Crown Princess Levina. In the Spiritual Realm, the scale of space was meaningless. It could even be described as a blink of an eye.
The colony was able to communicate with the mainland in a timely manner across the ocean, and it relied on a Spiritual Realm messenger in the hands of a Wizard in charge.
Although without the permission of the owner, especially when the recipient of the message was an Extraordinaire, a weak messenger could hardly forcefully deliver the message, just like how Spiritual Realm creatures could not reach the material world.
However, in the "Violet Eyes" in New Haven, there was a corresponding beacon that had been preset. If they wanted to send a message, the members of the association only needed to send the messenger there, similar to a landline.
As a reward for the "Siren's Song", Elvin, who had the authority of an official Wizard, was of course eligible to use it for free.
However.
Other than sending a letter, don't even think about sending a package through the Spiritual Realm. The Spiritual Realm did not support that format, and the only way to send a message was to send a special letter written on spiritual paper, which was very expensive.
For others, it might be necessary to capture a suitable Spiritual Realm creature, but Elvin did not need to.
He had already held a corresponding ritual for a pair of Spiritual Seagulls that were completely left in the Spiritual Realm, binding them to his beacon and becoming his exclusive messengers.
"I've done all that can be done. I hope Your Highness can make a decision!"
Looking at the void, Elvin was lost in thought.
After leaving Milan's residence, he did not sleep at all. He had been thinking about what would happen if the Treasure Fleet was really destroyed.
On the surface, it was, of course, a good thing that was worth being happy for all the countries. Regardless of whether there was enmity or not, Shilius being unlucky was something that most countries in the civilized world were happy to see.
However, as a military power that could single-handedly challenge the entire world, the first thing Shilius would probably do was to transfer the loss.
The lesson of the past was not far away, and there was no need to reason. One only needed to look at the intelligence retained by the countries to know that every time the fleet was destroyed and suffered heavy losses, they would desperately plunder, deepening the conflict with the neighboring colonies, let alone now that they were increasingly militaristic.
Who would be the victim? Who would not be the victim of Shilius?
And this was the opportunity!
With the memories of two lifetimes, he clearly knew how the first empire where the sun never set was destroyed, and how similar its situation was to the current Shilius?
This was also the origin of the "Disqualified Overlord Plan."
When the victims' united front was established, it would be the beginning of the first step of the "Blood Loss Plan." It was also an opportunity for him to advance further!
Thud … Thud … Thud …
He stood up and walked to the window step by step.
On the dock in the distance.
A heavy-armored cruiser, Morning Star, a fourth-grade cruiser, Storm Horn, and two fifth-grade cruiser, Gladiator and Wrestler, which had also been modified by him. Although they were beyond recognition, their performance had been improved. They were anchored quietly.
"Now, I should have some qualifications to join this game, right?"
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