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Chapter 1012 - 518 Don’t look yet, updating the last 500 words immediately

Chapter 1012: Chapter 518 Don’t look yet, updating the last 500 words immediately

Louis XI’s retaliation against the Empire came swiftly. He created five linguistic groups within the Empire’s territories and proposed the formation of new national states based on these linguistic groups within the Empire, one nation for each ethnicity, which would eliminate oppression.

Ivita and Marcellino Bowman, the Minister of Defense of Alsace, together finished examining the map produced by the Kingdom of Frank, filled with tendencies toward division.

Marcellino Bowman cautiously remained silent. Although he had strengthened his relationship with the King of the Ancient Tomb and Saint Vestia through their battles side by side, this was his first time alone with the new King of Alsace.

Ivita asked Marcellino Bowman, "Minister, what do you think of this map from Frank?"

Unable to maintain his silence any longer, Marcellino Bowman, who was by no means introverted, said frankly, "It’s very maliciously crafted. Some regions, despite having only minor linguistic differences, are counted as two separate linguistic groups."

"It’s common for different villages to have their own pronunciation variations—it’s inevitable. Following their logic, if one were to classify meticulously, one could divide the Holy Empire into hundreds of countries. Such division would be a regression in terms of organizational structure."

"It’s extremely unreasonable."

"Moreover, their ulterior motives are too obvious. The territory directly ruled by The Emperor has been split into a mixed land of three linguistic groups."

Ivita said, "Mr. Minister, your words make sense, but despite your outrage and seeing it as a joke, there will still be those who fall into the trap."

"Nationalism represents a monumental revolution, a test for the former Empire and large nations."

"Marcellino Bowman, can I trust you?"

Marcellino Bowman, unsure why Ivita would ask this, hastily bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you can certainly trust me. Not to mention other matters, I would never kneel before the Frankish people."

Ivita nodded.

At that moment, he seemed to vanish between heaven and earth, although it was only for an instant. In that brief moment, he disappeared completely.

It was not a disappearance that resembled some sort of spatial movement.

It was complete non-existence.

All causality and memories associated with Ivita disappeared in that instant, Marcellino Bowman even forgot about Ivita, but despite all these being erased, the Law that Ivita held was real, and this caused Marcellino Bowman to remember deeply that Ivita was the Master of Law, feeling only awe in his heart.

In the next moment, Ivita returned to the dimension of the Magic Black Forest.

He looked up towards the reality he was in, free from the fleshly and otherworldly domain of The Great Lord of Black Death. ’I am getting closer to the full realm of meditation.’

’Like the Buddha attaining enlightenment.’

’The moment I enter, the entirety of existence pertaining to the six gods will flow towards me.’

’As if the sea was rushing into rivers.’

’But I still have unfinished business, schemes yet to be arranged. Now is not the ideal time for me to enter the full realm of meditation.’

At the very last moment before Ivita was about to enter the full realm of meditation, he used his magical power, which transcended human understanding, to forcefully stop that moment and reentered the primary material plane forcefully.

’Once I enter the full realm of meditation, I will step into a mystic realm where if others think wrongly, they err in thought,’ Ivita thought. ’Although this realm would grant me unimaginable power, enough to quell the crisis I currently face, my absence could turn into my vulnerability. I must arrange things before I depart.’

Ivita smiled at Marcellino Bowman, "I understand now. Marcellino, I do not care what your family has done before, all past deeds are wiped clean; what matters is what you do now."

Marcellino Bowman replied solemnly and sincerely, "Your Majesty, I understand your meaning. I will serve the kingdom and you with my life."

Ivita nodded. "I am satisfied. You can take this map and study it closely. The Frankish people are not invincible."

Marcellino Bowman watched Ivita leave with a puzzled look, then suddenly turned his attention to the map. "It’s an enclave of Frank, encompassing thirty thousand square kilometers, with a population of hundreds of thousands—the Frank Enclave Island. This island, the last to join the territory of Frank, speaks a different language. If the linguistic group on this island were to seek independence..."

This could be a trump card against the Kingdom of Frank!

...

Ivita summoned the Hearthstone Witch and began, over the following month, to consider his entry into the full realm of meditation, endlessly scripting policies for Alsace’s future.

Ivita also had to choose a temporary regent for his kingdom for when he would be gone.

The Hearthstone Witch acted as Ivita’s messenger, moving between Ivita’s various kingdoms, conveying his orders.

A month later, the forces of the Kingdom of Frank were completely expelled from Alsace’s territory by the Empire’s allied army.

Oyo III displayed the power of an Emperor’s Knight on the battlefield and, with the universal Law strengthening it, even the Duke Knight’s domain seemed a joke in front of this imperial domain.

Oyo III and his brother, Duke Gugel, fought relentlessly and used their superior Cavalry Troops to defeat the forces of the Kingdom of Frank on the open battlefield.