The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 1023: Volume 33 Where to Go - 11 Three Women, One Stage Show

Chapter 1023: Volume 33 Where to Go Chapter 11 Three Women, One Stage Show

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Immersion in pleasure left Komer blissfully unaware of the looming crisis. After skillfully reaching an understanding with both Frenster and Vazinsky, the situation suddenly became clear. Without the secret support of the Church of Light, the knights of Godeburg found themselves quite isolated and helpless.

All around him, everyone was falling over themselves to ingratiate themselves with Komer, and the reconstruction of the Kingdom of Nicosia seemed to have become an unavoidable reality. However, the reign of the Romanov Dynasty had come to an end, giving way to what was imagined as the Komer Empire.

Whether the Reese Family would become the true symbol of this kingdom was still hard to say, considering this unpredictable lord was exceptionally secretive about his origins. Moreover, the attitudes of his close friends and subordinates suggested that Lord Komer had no desire to link the empire with the Reese Family, not even wishing to engage with the Reese Family himself.

Nevertheless, the political framework of the kingdom started to become apparent.

Representing the Romanov family, Renta might have lost the glory of the former royal family, but undeniably, as the representative of the Anson family, she became a rising star of power in Nicosia, suggesting that the Anson family would continue to wield their influence.

Vero’s engagement to Komer similarly proved that the influence of the Stolten Family from Galle remained significant. Although a return to the triumvirate of the Romanov era might not be possible, at least they had stabilized the situation politically and economically, especially in Galle.

The marriage between Furina and Komer increased the impact of Basarabia in the western Cartin region of Nicosia. In return, Nicosia’s influence in Basarabia significantly grew, with the stable alliance formed between them allowing the union to withstand pressures from the north and west, be it political, economic, or military.

The immigrants and Caucasus Natives, having secured their economic advantages in the Greater Caucasus Region, started to emerge politically. Officials like Reese and Neptune were no longer content with showcasing their talents just in the Greater Caucasus; they needed a larger stage, which Homer and Cartin undoubtedly provided.

On the military frontier, the Knights regiments, Barbarian Armed Forces, and Half-beastman Armed Forces formed a triad of power that constituted the foundation of Komer’s armed forces.

The Mage Corps and the Black Flame Knight Group played a pivotal role as an independent force outside the formal military of the kingdom, while the armed forces of mortals and half-elves were yet to become a force that could stand independently against other powers. Komer strongly supported their growth, but it was not something that could change overnight.

Everything was developing according to Komer’s plans. Quickly rendered submissive by Komer’s high-pressure policy after losing external support, the Godeburg knights soon aligned with his vision after a few dissenters were dealt with. The idea of merging them with the Cartin Knights was put on the agenda, and once this united knight force was established, Nicosia would possess a cavalry mighty enough to rival the Northern Alliance.

The Church of Light had already made compromises in Basarabia, and similarly, the Salvation Society in Nicosia was also subjected to certain restrictions. Xerob now refocused his attention towards the south, particularly upon noticing the Salvation Society and the Church of Light both showing tendencies to move southward; the Dark Holy Church rapidly adjusted their battle lines for targeted realignment.

This was the balance that Komer wished to see — a religious balance that helped secular powers return to their peak, especially in the worlds of half-beasts and barbarians where mortal faith struggled to penetrate. This was the stage of belief that Komer monopolized.

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Komer lay lazily in bed, propping up his chin with one hand as he watched the woman arranging her hair ornaments at the dressing table. The smooth, soft brocade bedding cushioned his body, and a faint scent of milk lingered in the room. It was another relaxing morning in early summer.

The semi-transparent silk chemise outlined the woman’s voluptuous figure, and Komer knew that beneath it was the wonderful body he had just indulged in, ready for his enjoyment at any moment. The thought made his body heat up slightly.

Wrapping himself in a robe, Komer silently approached the dressing table. The woman seemed to sense his movement and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Didn’t you want to rest a little longer? Why did you get up?"

"Oh, without you, it’s hard for me to sleep alone on the pillow." Komer smiled faintly.

After a while, the bedroom regained its tranquility, and the room became indescribably quiet for a moment.

"Komer, I can’t stand you, look, you’ve made me so weak all over, how am I supposed to go out and face people?" A murmuring whisper came from the woman slumped over the dressing table, her blushing face and the spring in her eyes too revealing to hide from the sharp-eyed Gisa people.

"Then rest for a day."

"How can I do that? Today the main members of the Laurent family will arrive in Cyprus. They informed me yesterday that they requested an audience, and I agreed to meet them."

"Oh, what are these guys coming for again? Have I been too friendly to them, so much so that they actually plan to treat Nicosia as their homeland?" Komer asked somewhat annoyed.

"Komer, it’s undeniable that the Gisa people have a very clear commercial advantage as a group. Their arrival will bring great changes to the commercial atmosphere and environment of the Homer region, and I have been looking forward to it. Cyprus is much stronger than both Groningen and Mattdam in terms of geographical advantages and economic foundations, but right now it’s far less than both places, even Odessa is better, and I cannot tolerate this situation."

Renta found herself falling more and more in love with this life, for Komer had conquered her time and again, but that wasn’t the main factor. She wasn’t a woman enamored with physical pleasure; she was more attracted to the temptation of power, and her relationship with Komer precisely satisfied this desire.

Feeling the awe and flattery in the eyes of the gentry and nobles from all over Nicosia, savoring the traders vying for favor and seeking positions, Renta discovered that power was like mellow wine soaked in honey, not just fragrant and delicious, but also intoxicating, making it hard to let go.

"Renta, don’t be too biased. The merchants from the Greater Caucasus Region and the Cooperation Society’s traders also possess robust commercial capital. You can’t focus all your attention on one area; you need balance, understand? Keep in mind that the latter also provided considerable help when we first overcame difficulties. For both public and private reasons, we should give them due support."

Komer reminded the woman that a woman’s emotional cognition was all too easily influenced, and although Renta was astute, on this point, she still had a woman’s weaknesses.

"Yes, I will consider it," Renta nodded, truly a bit frightened by the eager posture of the man behind her. "Komer, may I presume to ask a question?"

"Ha-ha, Renta, since when did you become so shy in front of me?"

"Well, have you never considered Katya?"

Komer’s heart stirred slightly at the mention of Katya, her enchanting figure immediately coming to mind. Even Renta could feel the physical change brought about by the shift in Komer’s mood, a trace of sourness flooding her heart. She realized that her question might have been the most foolish act of her life.

"Why do you ask that?"

"I don’t believe there’s nothing between you and Katya. A woman’s intuition tells me, you and she have some kind of special relationship," Renta said, steeling herself.

"Ha-ha, perhaps. I, too, look forward to having a romantic interlude with her, but do you think it’s possible between her and me?"

"Oh, no, no,..."

Watching Renta’s voluptuous figure board the horse-drawn carriage that had long been waiting outside and disappear through the gate, Komer’s lips curled into a faint smile. This period was likely the happiest time of her life, seeing her spirited and joyful demeanor. She seemed very satisfied with her bustling life; she was a woman naturally suited to the throes of governance.

In contrast to the mature and astute Renta, Vero was like an immature girl. Although not much separated them in age, the psychological gap made for a stark difference in the two women’s behavior.

Komer sighed. Vero seemed wholly uninterested in these affairs, only paying a little attention to his business with Galle, indifferent to all else.

She preferred the quiet company, discussing romantic poems by Shelley or Byron, or getting excited about a performance of ’Madame Butterfly’ by the Collins City-state theatre troupe at the Cyprus Opera House, or simply staying at home, quietly reading a book.

If Renta’s performance was too prominent, Vero appeared to be far too simple and quiet. Komer knew in his heart that Renta was of great help to him, but deep down, he saw Renta more as an assistant than as a woman, except for after they slept together. And Vero? Inner peace and spiritual tranquility, along with the utter relaxation, no pressure at all, that was likely what Vero brought to him.

And what of Furina? This little skylark was not much less politically astute than Renta. Though younger and less experienced, Komer believed that in the near future, her performance would earn her recognition from everyone, including Renta.

Women, oh women, always bringing men endless joy while also bringing too many troubles.

Komer shook his head as if trying to fling these troubles aside, making an effort to focus his thoughts back on more pressing matters.

The performance of the Black Flame Knight Group was commendable; they had successfully trapped the Assyrian People in the Mist Flower Hills, unable to take even a half step over the boundary. Puber and Hayreddin should be able to carry out his intent well. As long as they could restrict the Assyrian People for a period of time, allowing his side to catch their breath, everything would be much easier to handle.

Komer’s thoughts fluttered aimlessly through the air as if sprouting wings.

The strife between Gote and Katrina was gradually drawing to a close. Without his support, Gote, even with the backing of those characters from the Continent, couldn’t last. His collapse was just a matter of time; the question was whether letting him fall now best served his own interests.

Did Hayreddin now possess the power to contend with the Red-haired Empress?

Neither Komer nor Hayreddin had any assurance of that.

To control the seas was to control the Continent; Komer firmly believed this. It was also the reason why he had supported Hayreddin at all costs in the beginning.

The heartland of the Kingdom of Nicosia lay on land, yet its prospects for development were in the seas. Whether it was the Southern Mediterranean or the Continent, Komer hoped the Kingdom of Nicosia could gain greater influence, and the obstacle before him was a former ally.

Once more, that face, ghostly and handsome, floated before Komer’s eyes.

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