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Chapter 1054 - 538: The Anti-Magic Alliance and the Castle of the Blue Dragon

Chapter 1054: Chapter 538: The Anti-Magic Alliance and the Castle of the Blue Dragon

Ivita raised an eyebrow but said nothing. After all, when the elderly king of the United Kingdom himself had said so, she had no reason to be concerned about the disaster facing the United Kingdom.

Ivita addressed the elderly king, Stuart III, "Old King, as you see, the Frankish people will definitely organize a third attack. They are united in their cause, undeterred by the Black Death."

Stuart III nodded, saying, "Indeed, that is the case."

Ivita hesitated for a moment, then without probing, she said directly, "If that’s the case, we should take the initiative to strike first. There were originally three routes for the Frankish people to enter the Empire, but now that I have ascended to the throne, there’s only one left."

"That is the current de facto capital of the Empire—Alsace’s Royal Capital."

"I need the United Kingdom to use its navy to blockade all seaborne trade routes of the Frankish people, diminishing their war potential and cutting off the connection between their colonies and the mainland."

Old King Stuart III immediately said enthusiastically, "Your Majesty, you’re absolutely right. For our nation, the realm of the King of the Sea, it is indeed an easy task."

"The Frankish people have expanded too much territory recently; they have become dependent on the food supplies from their colonies in the ancient human origins continent—the World of Death Desert."

"The Franks have numerous colonies there, possessing a plethora of exotic treasures and various Magic resources. Although the colonies themselves are rather impoverished and weak, they can provide the Frankish people with a vast amount of resources. This is one of the reasons for the sudden rise in their power."

"By cutting off their connection to the colonies, we can weaken them to the greatest extent."

"However, as for the war on land... we might not be able to help much."

Ivita knew what he meant. The United Kingdom’s navy is indeed the strongest in the Magic Black Forest at present, but the army is another matter.

After all, the United Kingdom is an island nation, and its primary development is certainly naval. Compared to the navy, the United Kingdom’s army is more like a subordinate department of the navy, which certainly doesn’t inspire confidence in their combat capabilities.

Ivita said, "Let the Empire’s army deal with the land issue; you only need to attempt to land once more in the lowlands. We will attack the Frank Empire from two directions in the northeast, then the Pearl Tooth Kingdom will attack from the west, and the armies of The Three Republics will hit the Kingdom of Frank from the south."

"In this way, we can bring the Kingdom of Frank to a desperate situation."

"To weaken the Kingdom of Frank, to make it completely lose the qualification to become a superpower, that is our goal," Ivita explained to the elderly king of the United Kingdom. "I don’t intend to disintegrate the Kingdom of Frank, only to make the Frank Empire cede the lowlands, the Lower Burgundy part, the Brittany part, a large amount of territory near the snow-capped mountains, and parts of the countries they’ve swallowed in the last decade."

"Afterward, we will also divide all overseas colonies of the Frank Empire."

"And we will make the Kingdom of Frank submit to the Empire, to become part of the Empire’s system again."

Ivita knew that what Stuart III cared most about was that no hegemony should emerge on the continent. This was the same for everyone.

The Frankish people could not swallow the Empire, nor could the Empire swallow the Frankish people.

Stuart III’s brows wrinkled. "I think that for the Kingdom of Frank to lose the lowlands, Lower Burgundy, and territories near the snow-capped mountains would be sufficient. Your Majesty, any more than that, I fear, would cause the Frankish people to become excessively weakened, allowing other nations to fill the power vacuum, leading to new wars."

Ivita was somewhat lost for words.

There weren’t any other nations; he was clearly talking about the Empire.

True to being a pot-stirring country, looking at it this way, she herself would not be able to completely dismantle the threat of the Kingdom of Frank after the war, because the United Kingdom would certainly do everything in its power to keep the Kingdom of Frank strong enough to counterbalance the Holy Empire.

Ivita said, "Let’s not discuss this for now. We haven’t even started the war yet. So, how long does your nation need to prepare its military forces?"

Old King Stuart III replied, "Your Majesty, we are ready. We can take action within half a month."

Ivita glanced at him. "Then it is decided, Old King. For the stability of the Magic Black Forest, may our cooperation be pleasant."

Stuart III looked at Ivita and smiled. "Your Majesty, when I first met you, I never imagined you would become the Emperor of the Holy Empire. By the God of All Things, fate is sometimes truly astonishing."

He stood up, bowed to Ivita, and said, "Pleasure doing business."

In the afternoon, Ivita, without a break, also met with the envoy of the Ross Empire. It was still a court minister of the Ross Empire, Mr. Romanov, whom she had met twice before.

Within the court, Ivita looked at the envoy with a full smile. "We meet again, Mr. Envoy. The last time we met, you impersonated your empress and shot at me, but it was at my command that my men let you return to your country."

"How about it, Mr. Romanov? Shouldn’t you thank me?"

Mr. Romanov’s face darkened as he looked up at Ivita, who sat on the imperial throne. Yet what he felt more was fear and alienation, for from the results, it was clear that he and the Ross Empire had been used by Ivita.