Pirate Kingship-Chapter 871 - 516: Eastern Wind Blows, War Drums Thunder, Two Letters Requesting Reinforcements (Part 2)

Chapter 871: Chapter 516: Eastern Wind Blows, War Drums Thunder, Two Letters Requesting Reinforcements (Part 2)

The principle of serving the one who feeds you has always applied, from ancient times to the present. If the national treasury is empty and lacks sufficient provisions, military funds, and soldiers, power will forever be subject to others.

No monarch eager to make achievements would like such a group.

Moreover, Byron has become the kind of "bloodthirsty creature" mentioned in the [Crimson Holy Grail], naturally unwilling for other "bloodthirsty creatures" to carve up his fat meat.

At this moment, his ideas of hunting "Fat Whale" with his father-in-law, the [Whale Hunter], are in unprecedented harmony.

While Byron was elated by the smooth progress of the first step of the plan, another person was fuming with rage.

"Fools! Fools! Everyone in Hightins is a fool!"

Saint John was originally overwhelmed with the war in the Orthodox Church’s traditional diocese.

After the Bayfolk of the Kalmar Union of Three Nations joined the battle, they fought the Protestant Princes, causing rivers of blood.

He had not paid attention to the situation in the borderland of Hightins, as in Saint John’s view, Edward IV would never dare to defy his orders.

By March, he must think of every possible way to end the civil war and join the battlefield of The Holy Silver Empire.

When he finally caught a breath and looked back at the Kingdom of Hightins, he was nearly driven mad by their actions.

Not only did they fail to negotiate a ceasefire, but they fought even more fiercely than the religious wars of The Holy Silver Empire.

Yet, for the time being, there was no good way to deal with such a powerful secular force; he was merely preparing for Hightins to help them put out the fire, rather than jumping into another pit himself, ultimately bringing disaster upon himself.

In the end, he had no choice but to order the highest-ranking Cardinal Archbishop in the Hightins Church, the Archbishop of Canterbury, to step down and join the Royalist Party camp to replace Old Woodville in the position of [Prime Minister].

Trying to help Edward IV defeat the Earl’s Party as soon as possible.

In this blood-soaked atmosphere, time quietly moved into March, and the war showed no signs of abating.

Even the Archbishop of Canterbury could not make a decisive impact.

The main reason was the numerous Edge Fortresses built during the Red and White Rose War in the land of Hightins, covering both sides’ territories, resulting in a "shield" being much tougher than a "spear" at present.

As the main attackers, the Royalist Party suffered more losses than the weaker defending Earl’s Party.

The stalemate of the war and the piles of corpses made no one on either side want to continue fighting another Hundred Years’ War or Thirty Years’ War.

Even the Earl’s Party was eager to change the dangerous situation of fighting two or even three against one, seeking a decisive victory at any moment.

Soon, the high levels of both sides reached a consensus one after another.

Just like the initial thoughts of Lancaster and York, they were confident in their naval strength and decided to settle it on the sea.

After all, the Kingdom of Hightins is an island nation. Once the enemy’s navy is defeated, no matter how many armies remain, they are just turtles in a jar.

Whoever controls the ocean controls the island, and even if surrounded, the opponent can be starved.

On a certain day in early March, the ugly hunchbacked dwarf [Devil Duke] Richard York ended a pre-war military meeting and returned to his estate with a tired body.

Swinging back the servants, he entered his study, opened a secret door, walked down stone stairs to the underground, and lit a whale oil lamp to illuminate this underground space.

Apart from an inverted pentagram altar, the main feature was a luxurious dance floor made of white marble, filled with the blood of virgins.

This blood pool was obviously under the protection of some mysterious power, not only not drying up but also remaining as bright as fresh blood, flowing slowly as if possessing its own life.

The [Devil Duke] lit the five corners of the altar, corresponding to earth, wind, water, fire, and the fifth element, "spirit".

Then, starting with a three-part honorable title, he recited an incantation:

"Master of the Abaddon Secret Teachings, Soul Reaper playing the Death Sonata, Demon Lord wandering the Edge of the World ruling over all Abyss Kin, the great Her Majesty Lorraine.

Please accept my summoning..."

According to the fixed format of a general honorable title, the first part describes identity, the second describes authority, and the third describes the honored position, allowing precise identification of a high-rank existence.

A Fifth Order [False God] has just anchored with the Immortal Stairway, achieving immortality, and can only respond to summons within a certain range.

A Sixth Order [Demigod] has already taken one crucial step and possesses a Terrestrial Divine Kingdom, capable of responding to summoning within a continent.

A Seventh Order [True God] can respond on the entire world scale, with their Divine Domain present everywhere.

The [Demon Lord] with its main base on the other side of the Sea of Monsters, the [Death Pianist] Lorraina, is obviously only Fifth Order.

Even with the power to freely traverse the middle of the Edge of the World, the summoning range is limited, requiring the altar to enhance the effect.

Swish swish...

As the incantation pinpointed the prayer’s target, the central blood in the dance floor churned and glowed red, gradually forming a graceful silhouette.

This female devil wore a black evening gown, with a sleek red mane cascading down her smooth white back, and a pair of black horns on her head, her fingers dancing as she played the sonata with total absorption at the piano.

Richard listened intently and soon recognized the piece as "Holy War," a work recently composed by a pianist from the Vinaia Art Academy for the religious war.

He quickly realized that the Demon Lord’s infiltration of the Dragon Court was far more profound than he understood, causing his heart to chill.