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Chapter 896 - 896 91 You and I Are Both Heretics_3

896: Chapter 91, You and I Are Both Heretics_3 896: Chapter 91, You and I Are Both Heretics_3 To destroy the ghost ship, only a massively destructive single-target forbidden spell can be used.

The ghosts aren’t foolish either, if they cannot win, they will flee.

With the dense fog providing cover, it’s very difficult for the forbidden spell to hit its target.

Whether or not the ghost ships can be eradicated, the Church Fleet will suffer heavy losses.

If they’re unlucky and lose their way inside, or if they stumble into perilous, unknown territory, there’s a possibility the entire fleet could be wiped out.

All we need to do is strike a blow at the crucial moment.

If the Church Fleet’s losses are minimal, then we will temporarily terminate the plan.”

Hudson energetically coaxed.

Let the ghost ship “rob” the Church Fleet, there might not be much chance of winning, but there’s also him, the mastermind behind the scenes!

Now, it’s necessary to firm up the Kingdom’s confidence, and make efforts to lure the enemy into the Misty Marine Region.

The heavier the losses the Clergy suffer, the greater Hudson’s gains will be.

Feeding the ghost ship is secondary; the key is to instill a deep-seated fear of the Misty Marine Region in people’s minds.

If everyone is afraid to go, it becomes his backyard.

Such a vast marine area couldn’t possibly be without value.

At the very least, it could serve as a covert overseas base where certain shady dealings could be conducted.

…

Above the plains, the Orc Army suddenly intensified their offensive, greatly increasing the pressure on the surviving human nations.

At this moment, Philip the First was utterly speechless.

It was as if the Orcs had a deathly grudge against him, incessantly pounding on the Franterune Kingdom recently.

The reason was crystal clear to him: they controlled the only major port on the great plains.

Capturing this port would cut off the Human Alliance’s support to them.

“The Orcs have gone mad, giving us no chance to breathe.

The Department of Foreign Affairs must hurry; our negotiations with the Kingdom of Elf must be expedited, or soon we’ll be just one of the plains’ four nations!”

Philip the First said irritably.

An out-of-control diplomatic dispute had thwarted his evacuation plans.

Deep down, he had already cursed all the dignitaries of the Kingdom of Elf.

But there was no choice, negotiations had to continue.

Every bit of force evacuated increased the odds of regaining the kingdom in the future.

If he was left defenseless, even if he did regain the kingdom in the future, he wouldn’t be able to control the situation.

“Your Majesty, the Church’s fleet has already headed northward.

The Alpha People probably wouldn’t dare block the shipping lanes.

Might we…?”

Before the Minister of Foreign Affairs could finish his sentence, Philip the First interrupted him; “They indeed won’t block the shipping lanes, but they’ll just cause ‘accidents’ for our fleet.

For example, the very ghost ship they are hunting down could easily be blamed.

And can we really rely on the Clergy?

Their mere existence is a threat!

Don’t forget where we come from.

In the eyes of the Clergy, you and I are both heretics.”

Being irrational is unacceptable; his own brother had declared the Pope unlawful.

Situated on the frontline of the clash between royal authority and religious authority, there was no chance for a conciliation between the two sides.

No matter how unsightly the Kingdom of Elf’s behavior, they wouldn’t dare take his life and would even treat him with good food and drink, sending him back to his country as per the norms.

If he fell into the hands of the Clergy, best case, he’d become a bargaining chip in negotiations, worst case, he’d be buried at sea.

Regicide is a heavy burden to bear alone, but the storms at sea are indifferent.

Creating an accident as a warning to others poses no difficulty for the Clergy.

“Your Majesty, if we are to speed up the negotiations, we will have to make significant concessions.

The Alpha People’s fleet has already appeared in the open sea, ready to receive refugees.

If I show a bit of sincerity first, this could greatly facilitate the upcoming negotiations.”

Doni proposed opportunistically.

The fleet had indeed arrived, but it wasn’t representing the Kingdom of Elf; instead, it was a fleet temporarily hired by Master Hudson.

In the game of quick acquisition, those who act swiftly have, those who delay do not.

Hudson, well versed in the rules of the game, naturally had made preemptive plans.

In times like these, networks are tested.

As the logistics officer during the time of the war against the Orc Empire, Hudson’s social circle was not small.

Doni, having received several shipments of supplies during the last war, had established a slight connection with Hudson.

Normally, such a minor connection would be useless, but the current circumstances were different.

Doni did not want his painstakingly accumulated assets to be destroyed overnight, and Hudson, too, was eyeing the refugees from the plains nations.

Representatives from both sides communicated privately and immediately struck a deal through an agreement.

Unaware of the dealings of his subordinates and thinking it was necessary for the negotiations, Philip the First naturally wouldn’t refuse such a proposal that could help resolve issues.

“Then let’s start by sending them some refugees, and the Department of Foreign Affairs can handle the specifics.

Everything must prioritize the interests of the kingdom!”