The palace of Mesanyes, the ruler of this city and the self-proclaimed admiral, is located in the core area of Kuwa - White Feather Square.
Of course, in the Southern Continent, the Death Church, which exists in every non-colonial city, is also located here.
The belief in the God of Death has been spread in the Southern Continent for thousands of years, and cannot be changed by one or two hundred years of colonization. Especially after converting to the Seven Gods of the Northern Continent, there is no preferential treatment, no improvement in status and no protection from the church.
The Lang people worshiped the God of Death again.
Every general like Mesanyes who does not have the blood of the Balam royal family, that is, the descendant of the God of Death, will try his best to show his lofty belief in the God of Death, even if the person standing behind them may be Lun or Feysac.
Tis, this will allow them to gain support from the Balam people.
It's just that the architectural style of General Messanyes' Palace has no characteristics of the Southern Continent. It neither controls the lighting, making the interior look gloomy, nor boldly uses a small amount of human bones for decoration, giving people a strong sense of impact. Instead, it is more like a transplant of a mansion in the Northern Continent.
, and there is an indelible color of Intis:
Each pillar is covered with gold foil in sections, the murals on the walls are in warm colors, and are surrounded by gold sculptures. A spiral and gorgeous staircase descends from a high place, runs through all four floors, and falls in the center of the hall, facing the door.
, extremely impressive.
This is the influence left over from the initial colonial rule of Intis. Uttar Pradesh, as its name suggests, is located in the northern part of the southern continent and was the first area to be colonized.
Later, due to the internal turmoil in Intis and the inability to take care of the colonial area, Loen and Fusac came from behind and seized large areas of the colony. The Balang people also liberated their land with the support of the Spiritual Religion, but culturally
It is difficult to liberate if it is invaded.
For example, in a certain room on the second floor, General Mesanyes is playing chess, Intis chess.
Mesanyes was wearing a straight black military uniform, with golden buttons and a ribbon as red as blood. He bowed forward, spread his legs, placed his elbows on his thighs, crossed his fingers, and looked at the person in front of him with a troubled expression.
The chess game made his facial features tightly squeezed in the center of his face even more ugly, making his face look even bigger.
He picked up his black queen or black car from time to time, hesitated for two seconds and then put it back to its original position, without the slightest aura of a general.
But his opponent was very leisurely, even holding a book and reading it with relish.
It was an old man wearing a plain white robe embellished with brass-colored silk. His hair was completely white, but it was combed very neatly, and his gray-green eyes were so deep that the bottom could not be seen.
After a few more minutes, Mesanyes took his black queen, sat up straight, and sighed:
"I lost."
Many of his chess pieces had been eaten, and although he could barely hold on, he was still inevitably "checked" in the end. He threw the black queen on the chessboard, feeling helpless:
"If only I had more chess pieces."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at the old man opposite who was reading, with bright eyes that seemed to have deep meaning. Of course, he was not playing this game of chess, and his purpose of playing chess was not for this, but to get some suggestions, some that could solve his current situation.
Advice for dilemmas.
Uttar Pradesh was once an Intis colony. Although it is now controlled by the Balang people, it is still surrounded by the Intis colony. Even though there is the Spiritual Order, Loen, and Fusac secretly supporting it,
This is not enough to give them an advantage.
As soon as Intis makes a move, the generals of Uttar Pradesh will prepare for battle. Now, it is time for them to prepare.
People are the most indispensable thing in the southern continent. What they need to prepare are weapons, but it is very difficult to collect weapons at this time. There is no port in Kukwa City, and there are very few ports in the entire Uttar Pradesh.
Unfortunately, if you want to buy weapons, you can only find the supporters behind you.
"There will always be chess pieces." Luca Brewster, who is in charge of various affairs of the Church of Knowledge in West Balam, put down the book in his hand, raised two fingers and pointed at his eyes, "I have already foreseen it."
Mesanyes resisted the urge to continue asking when the chess pieces would arrive. He knew that as a "prophet", His Excellency Luca rarely explained the prophecies in detail and always said that he would be punished by fate if he revealed too much.
"But before that, you need to do some preparations."
"What do you need me to do?" Mesanyes was a little excited. Maybe he could get some effective information from these preparations.
"Be vigilant, there will always be a rehearsal before war comes."
Luca shook the book in his hand, and his figure gradually became dull and disappeared into the air, leaving only the thoughtful Mesanyes.
…
On the endless sea, the "Golden Dream" belonging to "Vice Admiral Iceberg" has put away a huge canvas depicting five kinds of gold coins, and it is fluttering with the waves.
Because it is close to the violent sea, it is difficult to see a sunny day in the nearby waters. Therefore, under the leadership of "Iron Bar", "Bucket" and other bosuns, the crew began to dry and mend fishing nets, change clothes, and repair decks.
work.
Especially when it comes to mending fishing nets, they don't know how long they will stay in this sea area, and they need to be prepared for lack of food. As for Danshui, there is no need to worry in the sea area that is often rainy.
Compared with these, the crew are more worried about sudden changes in weather, so that their current work must stop and they must continue to study under the leadership of the captain. But if they know what their captain is doing now, then they will not
You need to look up at the sky from time to time.
The originally open treasure room and research room in the cabin has been closed. First mate Blue Walls, wearing a monocle, short gray curly hair, and a hooked nose, is standing in front of the door, seemingly speaking.
Prevent anyone from entering.
In the room, "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina Edwards, although still dressed like a tutor, is now a qualified, no, excellent student. She holds a two-palm-sized book in her left hand.
He was holding a black notebook with a round-belly pen in his right hand. He was writing quickly on the notebook. From time to time, his eyes would meet with Luca Brewster who was explaining.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "...This piece should be a product of the late or even late period of Emperor Russell. This can be seen from the pattern on it. The iris on it is obviously more colorful.
, even after long-term erosion by sea water, it has not faded too much, because it uses ore pigments produced from Mount Khosla on the Star Plateau of the Southern Continent. The ores there..."
Luca Brewster held a colorful teacup decorated with iris flowers, and his gray-green eyes slightly narrowed. He first started talking about mineral pigments, and then talked about the creations made by Intis artists using these pigments.
Which artworks, what events did these artworks record, and what social trends were affected by Intis at that time...
He spoke very quickly and covered a wide range of knowledge, completely surpassing the scholars who specialized in studying that period of history. This made the pen in Edwina's hand move faster and her eyes sparkled with brilliance.
"...It's a pity that the iris has now separated from the mainstream aesthetics of Intis art. Many people believe that it represents imperial power. At present, it seems that only the 'Legion of Conquerors' still uses the 'iris' medal."
Shaking his head slightly, Luka turned his attention to Edwina who was taking notes, moved his wrist quickly, and slapped his forehead, feeling a little annoyed:
"I forgot to give you the secret technique I newly developed."
"What secret technique?"
"I named it 'Roselle Sketch Technique'. It is a relatively simple and practical secret technique. I found it in the relevant records of Bai Maple Palace. It is said that Emperor Russell invented it for his daughter.
Let the pen write your thoughts directly, or automatically record what is said in class.
"It also said that Emperor Russell once wanted to make a pen that could write correct answers by himself, but that would be too disrespectful of the teacher's teaching achievements. If students like Anderson get it,
That would be bad..."
I don't know whether it was because of Emperor Russell's idea or because he thought of students like Anderson, Luca Brewster's tone became a little excited.
"Teacher, I think there may be some problems with the secret technique you are studying. Even writing down your thoughts directly or automatically recording class content is not very useful for self-improvement."
Edwina shook her head, not quite agreeing with "Russell's Sketching Technique".
Luca, who had all white hair, glanced at his most outstanding student with admiration, waved his hand and said:
"That's for other people. I won't hand over this secret technique to them. Only students like you can rest assured. Learning this secret technique can save you a lot of time and at least help your crew members."
It will save you a little worry when it comes to exam papers and classes.”
After saying that, he took out a palm-sized, dozen-page-thick booklet from his pocket and handed it to Edwina, who took it and tucked it into her notes.
Knowing that Edwina could learn by herself, Luka did not give any explanation. He walked to a chair nearby and sat down, his expression becoming more solemn:
"Regarding the 'Immortal King', you still have to be careful. The church's relevant information about the special nature of the 'King of Death' is still unclear. We can only confirm that it is a living sealed object, and it controls Agaritu."
, or whether someone is manipulating it behind the scenes remains to be investigated.
"As for that pirate fleet, as long as you are not surrounded by them, escaping is not a problem with the secret techniques on the 'Golden Dream'. I will help you completely restore the power of the 'Purification Cannon' with it."
, it will be easier for you to deal with the 'Death Hao'."
Edwina did not take any notes this time, and the light blue eyes that looked like clear spring water on her oval face revealed determination. Compared to the last naval battle at Rothed, this time it was even more dangerous.
"If you are in danger of not being able to hold on, smash that thing to pieces. No matter what, safety comes first." Luca Brewster stared at his most outstanding student, "Remember, don't hesitate, identity
Exposure is a trivial matter.”
"Edwina nodded seriously.
For the pirate generals who have the support of forces behind such a thing, they will definitely get corresponding support before facing the "Immortal King", otherwise it is almost equivalent to committing suicide.
Hundreds of nautical miles east of the "Golden Dream", the "Dusk", which is more than two hundred meters long and more than fifty meters wide, like a declining giant, "Monster Hunter Admiral" Andreevich
Still on the deck, he kept fighting with his crew.
He did not use his extraordinary abilities, nor did he rely on his strong physical fitness as a "guardian". He relied on his exquisite operating skills with his two stabbing swords.
And unlike in the past, his stabbing sword was no longer made of the light of the morning sun, but was made of metal.
Shortly after the Tamara family demigod left, his first mate told him that their target was the "Immortal King" Agaritu.
This made Andreevich excited. At that time, he was only a little away from completely digesting the "Guardian" potion. If he could digest the potion before then, he could try to be promoted to a "Demon Hunter"
", and the promotion ceremony is to kill a "devil".
The only problem was that he did not have the corresponding potion materials and needed to return to Fusac to get them. But time did not allow him to do so. Fortunately, the first mate Gerald helped him solve this problem. But he wanted to kill one.
It's not that easy for the "Devil". Andreevich definitely can't do it with his ability alone, and what he has in his hand is only a magic potion, not an extraordinary item.
So during this period of time, while he was frantically honing his combat skills, he was also collecting related herbs and materials, trying to make some holy ointments and essential oils. Before he became a "witcher" and before he obtained divinity
, he cannot take relevant potions to increase his strength, but he can still apply holy ointments and essential oils to his weapons.
However, the success rate of refining and the increased lethality are relatively limited, but this can already make him very satisfied.
"Captain, I have something to discuss with you." First mate Gerald walked out of the cabin and stood aside.
"I see."
Andreevich put away his swords, took the towel handed by the crew, wiped it on his naked muscles casually, and turned around to enter the cabin.
"Captain, put on your clothes..."
"Huh?" "The Demon Hunter Admiral" looked at the first mate who pointed to the captain's cabin, his frown relaxed and he smiled, "I understand."
If it is just two people discussing, then naturally there is no need to go to so much trouble. Since Gerrard said so, there must be a big shot coming. This is naturally good for Andreevich, who is not sure about the next battle.
matter.
Even if several pirate generals join forces, it is still not that simple to target a pirate king, especially when the other party is a "devil" and has a terrifying fleet. Without a real demigod sitting in charge, it is difficult to succeed.