In just a week's time, the production at Alexandria Port had already resumed its normal pace. The port was filled with a forest of masts as countless merchant ships docked here, many flying the emblems of the Latins or the conspicuous cross.

The wealthy merchants who either fled by ship or were executed created a large vacancy in Alexandria's trade share, which Losa allocated to the Coptic and Greek people who sided with him, as well as the Latin merchants whom he was always wary of.

There were some Saracens as well, but not many.

This city, after all, did not experience a harsh siege; although it encountered some internal chaos and a large population exodus, it did not alter the city's potential.

However, it takes time to realize potential.

If a trading hub loses its sprawling network, it becomes like Constantinople of later generations, merely a bloated brain that will soon shrink into a dead city.

To turn Alexandria into his money bag again, Losa would need a considerable amount of time and would have to eliminate the fragmented Saracen lords to restore the severed trade routes.

Fortunately, the raid greatly alleviated Losa's short-term financial pressure.

And it sustainably alleviated financial pressure — every piece of the unrecovered Egyptian territory could provide similar relief.

The benefits of first blocking the coastline became evident; the accumulated wealth of the old Saracen aristocrats could no longer be shipped via sea.

Those escaping south through Nubian territories to flee via the Red Sea need not worry, firstly because the journey is long and fraught, and secondly because Captain Hog and his beloved ship, the Ocean Disaster, are also in Red Bay, waiting to greet these distant guests.

Losa was currently visiting three military camps of the Knight Orders, located in the central "Templar Order" camp. The so-called "Templar Order" was officially the "Third Company of the Knights of the Saint Lazarus Order."

The initially trained twenty-one knights, each wearing diverse coveralls, were holding helmets in one hand while attending mass in the church.

He was just about to say something when he suddenly heard the system alert in his ear.

"The contract you signed has been activated; William von Hohenzollern is eager for your assistance."

The once blank operational log flickered with red light, and after a while, content began to emerge, replacing the empty log with another — the war to end all wars.

The description was: Initially, people optimistically believed that the war would end within months. Even those who initiated the war never thought it would lead to a downfall of their crowns, ending in a dismal outcome.

You need to help William II, the Prince-Elector, win this war, at least ensuring that his marquis title does not fall to the ground like the Tsarist Russian Imperial Family.

"The war to end all wars... isn't this what's known as the First World War?"

Losa smiled bitterly, unsure how many years had passed since he took Viviana away, and now, the contract's bearer had become William II.

His current battle power would be considered not bad in Yesterday's Giant Ship World. In the Apennine Peninsula, except for the Wolf Lord, he did not regard anyone as a threat, but it was not a situation of overlooking all mountains from this vantage point.

Every nation has rivals of the same level, exceeding him, even by a considerable margin, is not uncommon. In the Apennine Peninsula, only the Wolf Lord stands alone, and in the Balkan Region's Blood Royal Court, each clan leader is unlikely to be much weaker than the Wolf Lord, so this matter can be temporarily set aside.

Let's set a small goal first, reclaim all of Egypt, enhance the power of the King's three-piece set, and then use all the operational logs at hand, apart from the "war to end all wars," to level up the entourage members.

Actually, he was quite curious about the future trajectory of Yesterday's Giant Ship World.

Travelling through the river of time, such a journey indeed seemed quite intriguing.

...

After the mass, the twenty-one knights gathered in an adjacent monastery, waiting with some excitement.

"Does anyone know why His Majesty asked us to stay?"

"During the knighting ceremony just now, I had many messages appear in my mind. Did you all experience the same?"

"Of course, haven't you heard? Every knight or even soldier who is promoted receives this divine enlightenment. It's a unique miracle to us, an honor only soldiers under our lord can receive."

"Praise God, praise our King!"

"His Majesty is here!"

"Praise our King!"

Losa returned the salute, his expression...

"After your job change, you should have more knowledge in your minds, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Thank you for your grace."

"We've heard of this miracle."

Losa smiled and said: "No need to thank me; what God bestows must have a reason. This means your merits are also protected by God."

As he spoke, he pinched his fingers,

This is the holy radiance carried by Saint Maximilian, and as he has used the Holy Spear several times, this strand of holy radiance has also grown considerably.

"Holy Radiance!"

They all exclaimed in unison.

"Try it yourselves."

"Ah, this..."

"You should now have this power as well, give it a try."

The few exchanged looks, trying for a long time.

"Don't rush, what God has given you, He will not take back; it may merely be a seed hidden in your heart."

Hans knew the Teutonic Order well, and the holy radiance was typically reserved for official knights, whereas these apprentice knights had no access to it.

But Jeanne knew the full usage of holy radiance, although possibly due to her rebirth in flame, her grasp was too advanced for anyone to learn yet.

Instead, Losa himself had a deeper understanding of the beginner level of holy radiance, so only he and the members of the three knight orders could explore this together.

If the glory of the three great knight orders from Yesterday's Giant Ship could truly be revived, that would mean an army of twelve hundred extraordinary individuals, even if the average level was only between two and three stars, it would still be exceptionally powerful.

"Now, meditate according to the memory in your mind."

The three sat down as instructed,

"You should have a holy seed in your minds, it's the embodiment of all your virtues. Think more on what a knight of chivalry should do."

A look of panic appeared on one knight's face, he opened his mouth to speak but hesitated.

Losa waved his hand, stopping him from voicing his concerns — this was a rare knight joining the knight order under such a status.

In Europe, such people were mostly a group of lawbreakers, even robber knights wanted by multiple lords.

In his past life, Losa would certainly disdain such people.

But things were different now, ideals...

"Your sins have been redeemed, past matters should not be mentioned. Have you now repented?"

He hurriedly knelt before Losa and made a cross on his chest:

"I swear in the name of Saint Lazarus and my family crest, I have repented, Your Majesty. The sins of the past haunt me every day, keeping me from sleep. Only on the battlefield or praying in the monastery does my heart find peace."

Losa could naturally distinguish if he was being truthful or deceitful: "Henceforth, you must uphold the virtues of knighthood, without any laxity, to quell your conscience. If you are determined, start meditating now. God will not be harsh on a knight who has atoned for his sins and will uphold the eight virtues."

The knight showed a look of shame and whispered: "Your Majesty, I swear, I will uphold the eight virtues in the future, not dishonor the name of Saint Lazarus, honor this armor, and be loyal to Your Majesty, showing compassion to the weak."

"That will suffice."

Losa nodded gently,