The First Magic World War-Chapter 590 - 556, Lezi God is not happy anymore
Chapter 590: 556, Lezi God is not happy anymore Chapter 590: 556, Lezi God is not happy anymore Charles was eager to see Anne in Strasbourg, but the political affairs of the Mecklen Duchy were as numerous as hairs on an ox, and after a continuous month of relentless work, he barely managed to sort out the major and minor matters of his territory.
He hadn’t felt this before, after all, the cities he used to rule were either under temporary management, in a state of war, or simply unpopulated, with only a group of Labyrinth Guardians, hence without such a multitude of troublesome issues.
After becoming Duke Charles Meklen, he hadn’t spent many days in his territory; back then, it was still in a state of disrepair, with the cities halted due to war.
If Yannis Hadrian were still alive, he would have inevitably remarked, “My Black Phoenix has perished, so why the hell bother!”
By eliminating all the gangs within the Mecklen Duchy, public security visibly improved; commerce immediately revitalized.
The pace at which the Mecklen Duchy regained vitality exceeded Charles’s expectations, and it even caused a siphoning effect on the Freeholds of the New World Conference.
In this world, in this era, it was still the relatively ancient feudal society, where the functions of the state were entirely different from those of modern nations—taxes were mainly to maintain the extravagant expenses of the royal family and nobles, a portion to sustain the military force that suppresses opposing forces, and that’s it.
The concept of taxes being used for national and public welfare didn’t arise until the dawn of capitalism, let alone in a feudal society with noble estates.
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The majority of fiscal expenditures in the Fars Empire were dedicated to supporting knights for the nobility!
Well, Charles hadn’t knighted any of his subordinates.
And the taxes from the noble estates could barely maintain the lord’s luxurious lifestyle.
In Europe on Earth, which also had a system of noble estates, many minor nobles couldn’t even afford white bread.
Far less successful than Charles’s commercial enterprise, which brought wealth in abundance.
Immigrants to the New World could distinctly sense that under Duke Mecklen’s rule, life was better, money was more easily earned, and society was safer.
Although the leaders of the New World Conference were from the New World, they still acted like the nobles of the Old Continent; they needed luxurious lives, and many were even the hidden hands behind local gangs.
They couldn’t understand the advantages of fair trade or concepts like business credibility—such notions were as incomprehensible as myths to them.
Just as the situation in the Old Continent began to ease, and conversations between the Four Great Empires commenced!
Three immigrant fleets from the New World bypassed the Four Great Empires and respectively obliterated the Mazon Kingdom, Gothlandburg, and the Principality of Calabria.
Originally, there were thirty-three nations in the Old Continent.
Since the dismemberment of Black Phoenix, only thirty-two remained.
The Mecklen Duchy wasn’t an independent country, still part of the Fars Empire, but within a few short days, three minor countries were wiped out, truly shocking the continent.
To Charles, this didn’t seem all that significant.
Three minor countries merely changed rulers.
Whether the rulers of the Mazon Kingdom, Gothlandburg, and the Principality of Calabria were veteran nobles from the Old Continent or powerhouses from the New World, it made no difference to him.
But a piece of news brought by Red Hawk unsettled him greatly.
Red Hawk, this two-faced character, was very involved in the entire affair, yet insignificant.
She gained no advantages during the negotiations, for her fleet was destroyed by the Evil God Tuolerdan, and she owned no legal land in the New World.
It was preposterous that a formidable Second Level warrior had not acquired a single small city, only a tiny village—which was not what she wanted.
Therefore, Red Hawk simply sold off the village and came to pledge allegiance to Charles.
Staring at Red Hawk, Charles still found it somewhat unbelievable and asked, “You said?
They’ve turned into servants of the Evil God?”
Red Hawk said, “Yes!”
“In the New World, everyone can come into contact with the Evil God, but the majority become playthings of the Evil God, and eventually its food.
Only a very few can withstand the power of the Evil God and resist its corruption.
However, making use of the power of the Evil God is always extremely dangerous.
These three powerhouses from the New World were long recognized as having lost control of the Evil God’s power, having been backfired upon, and degenerated into vessels for the Evil God’s descent.”
Charles took a deep breath and said, “What will be the consequences?”
Red Hawk replied, “The entire population of the Mazon Kingdom, Gothlandburg, and the Duchy of Calabria will be wiped out.”
“These three countries will become the breeding grounds for the Evil God’s avatars!”
“If not handled properly, the death toll could exceed a million.
The New World has experienced this kind of thing more than once,”
Charles suddenly felt a headache coming on.
He wasn’t the police of the Old Continent and didn’t want to deal with this matter, but if there was a disaster that would result in the death of an entire country, it would be quite difficult to sit idly by.
Such a matter!
It’s quite vexing.
Charles arranged a fleet for Red Hawk, including two ancient magic Ghost Ships, and along with the ships, he allocated two Undead at the Sacred level.
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Charles had never sent a human commander to manage his Ghost Ships, but his Magical Alchemy Warships were either given away or already had masters.
For a defector of Red Hawk’s caliber, he had to be treated well, so he had no choice but to use the ancient magic Ghost Ships to make up the numbers.
As for ordinary warships, he indeed had as many as he wanted.
Red Hawk had never expected that, after striving for so long to rebuild her fleet, by defecting to Charles, she would immediately gain a fleet that was stronger in size and combat power than her previous one.
Charles was preparing to send someone to inquire about the situation in the three countries first and to notify the Four Great Empires, especially the Emperor of Brittany.
After all, he was a subject of the old Emperor, and it would be improper to cross half the continent on his own to interfere with the affairs of a few small countries.
That night, he saw a silver snake in his dreams.
This little snake was unusually obstinate!
It drew countless fanciful images with its silver tail and pointed its tail at three heaps of chaotic stuff, tapping countless times with great effort.
A young man’s voice rang in Charles’s dream: “The Evil Gods of the New World are too outrageous.”
“They even dare to tamper with the Era!”
“They have inserted a fictitious Era between the Era of Lady Black Moon and mine.
If they succeed, Lady Black Moon will exit the stage early, and my Era will never come.”
“This is a loophole in The Laws of the Gods, one that neither Black Moon nor I can mend, nor can we take the field personally.”
“Sir Charles Mecklen!
You must stop them.”
“Do you know?
I’m not even happy anymore.”
Charles woke from his dream covered in cold sweat.
He tried to recall the dream and felt a barrier, it was blurry and unclear.
He couldn’t be sure if it was a dream or an oracle from the Serpent of Destiny.
Charles prayed silently all morning, but the Serpent of Destiny gave no response.
