The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 1035 - 528 This is the wrong - , the author updates at dawn_2

Chapter 1035: 528 This is the wrong Chapter, the author updates at dawn_2

The Hearthstone Witch continued to urge Ivita, saying, "Your Majesty, you are being foolish. If the Emperor and Alsace Kingdom join forces, why don’t we eliminate them together and take everything they have?"

"With just our power, we cannot shake the Imperial Emperor’s position," Ivita frowned.

The Hearthstone Witch immediately said, "I have long had a plan."

"The King of Alsace can ask for foreign aid, and so can we. The Mango Tooth Kingdom is your cousin’s territory; you could ask for his support. The Mango Tooth Kingdom has friendly relations with the even more powerful Pearl Tooth Kingdom, its traditional ally through history. Wouldn’t it be great if you could get your cousin to stir up support from the Pearl Tooth Kingdom?"

"Now, Oyo III is also on bad terms with the church, and the previous Henry VII had offended the Pope to death. With just a little effort, you could get troops and provisions from the church."

"The Frankish people are a variable, a powerful nation not weaker than the Empire, located to the left of Alsace. Their stance is also very important. It would suffice if they remain neutral."

"After you become the Mortal King of Ambros, you could align Ambros closer to the Republic to gain support from The Three Republics. Moreover, you can start cultivating ties with several major kingdoms within the Empire’s territory."

The Hearthstone Witch said, "Now, Oyo III also considers the King of the Champagne and Cognac Kingdom, a part of the United Kingdom, as his mortal enemy. You could completely send an envoy to try and gain that king’s support."

"I have carefully calculated for you, you really have the upper hand."

Ivita felt his forehead sweating.

How did he come to have the upper hand?

The Hearthstone Witch said, "There’s another very important matter. Previously, the Alsace Kingdom was suddenly usurped, which was a major change for the Magic Black Forest. It was fortunate that no one stood up for your rights."

"If you assert your own rights to the succession of the Alsace Kingdom, you would win the support of various nations."

After listening to the Hearthstone Witch’s analysis, Ivita also had a realization.

This was not without reason.

The Empire and Alsace Kingdom were closely linked; the issues intertwined. If he wanted to reclaim his throne, he must handle the issues with the Empire well.

"Germanicus..." Ivita pondered, there was still Germanicus between himself and the imperial throne.

Wait a moment.

Ivita became alert, wondering when he had become as greedy as the Hearthstone Witch. Could it be that he had spent too much time with her recently?

For a moment, he actually considered how to control both the Alsace Kingdom and obtain the imperial throne.

Ivita glanced at the Hearthstone Witch and said, "Let’s speak of this matter later. We’ll take things one step at a time; too much desire can easily result in losing everything."

"Now, let’s focus on the Alsace Kingdom."

"But you’re right, the diplomatic environment of the Alsace Kingdom itself is not good. We might not need to fight alone."

Ivita handed a reply letter to the Hearthstone Witch. "Please deliver my reply accurately to that king."

As Ivita was giving the letter to the Hearthstone Witch, his thumb brushed against her palm, and in just that brief touch, a long dark mark appeared in the palm of her right hand. Under the light, the mark seemed three-dimensional, like a giant black door.

Ivita said, "I have left the Dark Door on your palm, the most powerful space magic of the Laxi Dreamer."

"If you encounter danger, it can take you away from the dangerous place."

"You can convey any message to that king—’A true king never dies.’"

The Hearthstone Witch revealed an excited smile; she really loved stirring things up.

After the Hearthstone Witch had left, Ivita thought deeply for a while. He was inspired by the Hearthstone Witch; her ability to fish in troubled waters was indeed commendable.

He wrote to the queen of the Champagne and Cognac United Kingdom, telling her that the Alsace Kingdom had been manipulated as a puppet by the Imperial Emperor Oyo III for too long, which had harmed the interests of the United Kingdom.

But now, there was an opportunity for the United Kingdom to attain the friendship of the Alsace Kingdom and achieve a better diplomatic environment...

At the same time, Ivita thought about testing the strength of his family’s branch in the Mango Tooth Kingdom. He then wrote a letter to his uncle in the Mango Tooth Kingdom, requesting help in restoring his own country, and to act as an intermediary to acquaint him with the king of the Pearl Tooth Kingdom.

Additionally, he wrote in the sender’s line—holder of the Iron Crown, master of the Black Sea, Grand Viscount of Ambros.

Previously, had he written this letter, it likely would not have been taken seriously, but now that he owned three independent countries, writing this letter was a completely different matter.

It would only be seen as a very serious diplomatic act.

Then, Ivita thought for a moment and began writing letters to the Three Republics on the peninsula, seeking enlightened assistance from similarly enlightened polities.

In short, he said all the right things, offered ample enticements, portraying himself as an enlightened monarch who supported parliamentary autonomy, even parliamentary governance.

Not only that, Ivita also sent letters to the Peasant Republic within the Empire, or to many autonomous mayors, hoping to gain their support for him.

Although it wasn’t very useful, since he had already set his sights on the international stage, he always had to greet them.

Lastly, Ivita wrote to the Pope and his cousin Germanicus, telling the Pope in his letter of his devout heart, requesting the Pope to drive away the king who disrespected the God of All Things and to hasten his own ascension to the throne.

For his cousin, he invited him to join his own forces when Emperor Oyo III of the Empire joined the war, so that while Ivita seized his own royal position, his cousin too could claim the imperial title.

"The four kingdoms within the Empire," Ivita said, "and those archbishopric areas of the Papal territory must also be won over. Though my influence might not be so great, I have to ask them for aid—who knows if they won’t help me?"

"In Ambros, I saw they really liked supporting others, even if only sending those mercenary troops from within Ambros Territory to aid me, that would be quite good."

Thinking this, Ivita wrote dozens of letters to various monarchs.

This way, tomorrow morning he could appoint members of the city council, or the landed nobility of Ambros, to serve as envoys, traveling to various countries.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Ivita lifted his head, puzzled, and saw a male servant bowing his head, somewhat fearfully saying, "Mr. Ivita, I... I don’t mean to disturb you, just... there are many distinguished guests downstairs asking to see you, but they have already been stopped as per your earlier instructions. However, they have been waiting all afternoon."

The implication was that they had waited too long, and the servants were hardly able to keep them at bay any longer.

Ivita nodded. "Who are they?"

The servant, intimidated by Ivita’s noble air, even dared not lift his head. "Generals from the Potzstan kingdom, as well as generals from the Bavaria Duchy and other countries, along with governors from the most aristocratic republics, major mayors, and others."

Ivita raised an eyebrow. What are these people doing visiting me?

After all, he had thwarted their plans, causing their schemes and investments in Ambros to come to naught.

Ivita casually asked. "While they were waiting downstairs, did they say anything?"

The servant hesitated a moment, then whispered lowly, "Mr. Ivita, they said they want you to repay them. They were all saying that you owe them a lot of money."

Ivita instantly understood what had happened—the group felt they had lost out on their support to Ambros, and now that he was the monarch of Ambros, they came asking him for money.

Perhaps, before they came to support Ambros, someone might have promised them something.

But now that he was the Grand Viscount, what did those promises have to do with him?

Deny everything!

Ivita, eyes fixed upon his nose, heart focused inward, nodded calmly at the servant to signal him to open the door for him. He then walked directly down the stairs.

Although repaying the money was hardly likely.

But now, it seemed there were new investments to be made for them—truly, he was too kind.