The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 1055 - 538: The Anti-Magic League and the Castle of the Blue Dragon_2

Chapter 1055: Chapter 538: The Anti-Magic League and the Castle of the Blue Dragon_2

But Ivita had already become the Imperial Emperor, and all those past displeasures had vanished into thin air.

They had become insignificant.

Once, the Ross Empire could look down upon a semi-independent country’s Monarch within an Empire—Ivita, but now they had to face Ivita, the Emperor of the Holy Empire, with an equal stance.

The Romanov Envoy said to Ivita with a smile, "Now it seems, we were too foolish not to understand Your Majesty’s plan. It seems now that Your Majesty’s previous arrogance was all to deceive Oyo III and Louis XI."

"It is our honor to be of assistance to Your Majesty. Just as we are now, still fighting shoulder to shoulder with the Empire, battling against the Pagan Empire."

Ivita became serious. "I have only sporadically received some of your battle reports. How are things now?"

The war between the Ross Empire and the Pagan Empire was too remote, almost on the edge of the Magic Black Forest, which made it difficult for Ivita to collect information in this regard.

The Romanov Envoy stood proud and tall. "We have the upper hand. We have fought a total of twenty-one field battles with them. Apart from losing the first ten battles, we won all of the eleven battles afterward."

"Those pagans were lured into the heartland of our country and suffered an unprecedented backlash from the Law."

Ivita realized that the Ross Empire was now relying on the world’s largest territory and the largest population to stubbornly resist the pagans.

Carefully thinking about it, it seemed that since the establishment of the Ross Empire, there had not been any impressive land wars; they had always relied on outnumbering to win.

The current situation was thus a normal phenomenon.

Moreover, that country still retained the world’s most primitive serfdom system, where the nobility would casually whip serfs and servants with no traces of the hypocritically graceful facade present in the nobility within the Magic Black Forest.

Naturally, human lives were not valued.

Ivita said, "Then, do you have the capacity to promise victory over the Pagan Empire?"

The Romanov Envoy surprisingly found that Ivita, after becoming the Imperial Emperor, was actually easier to talk to than before, which left him feeling somewhat surprised and unsure. "Your Majesty, our Empire never loses a war; victory is just a matter of time. When the pagans declared war on us, they should have realized that the flag of Eastern Orthodox would be planted on their temples!"

"However, this will take time. And a great deal of resources."

Ivita pondered the Envoy’s words and understood that the Ross Empire could not guarantee an offensive against the Pagan Empire after all...

And furthermore, they were trying to solicit military funds from him.

Of course, Ivita could not fall for that. "Under the current situation, it is already impossible to stop. War is such a thing. Once it starts, it is very difficult to stop unless you surrender and accept the fate arranged by other countries for your great nation."

The Romanov Envoy became anxious immediately. "Your Majesty, that is an impossibility."

Ivita nodded and said, "In that case, it seems you would only have to keep on warring with the Pagan Empire."

"But you need not worry; we will find new allies. We are going to sign a new alliance treaty; you don’t have any objections, do you?"

"No, Your Majesty." The Romanov Envoy, bearing the Empress’s decree, naturally came to renegotiate the alliance treaty with the Holy Empire. "Your Majesty, what do you mean you can find new allies?"

Ivita did not answer.

To the east of the Pagan Empire lay the inheritors of the Civilization of Fire, the Timur Empire, and he himself was on good terms with the Golden Hundred of the Timur Empire. Perhaps helping them ascend to the throne of the Timur Empire would pressure the Pagan Empire from two directions. Thus, they could be forced to break their alliance and surrender to the Frank Empire.

"There seems to be an invisible hand pushing empires that would not normally clash into war," Ivita thought to herself. To the envoy, she said, "It’s nothing. You will know in due time."

The Romanov Envoy hesitated, then spoke, "Your Majesty, there is another matter I have come for. As you know, after the split of the Ancient Civilization, two empires were formed in the east and the west. The Holy Empire is the successor to the western realm, while the Ross Empire inherits the eastern. At present, the monarchs of these two empires are you and our respected Empress. Your marriage would reunite the two empires that have been divided for over two thousand years. Just think, the Ancient Civilization’s crown reappearing in this world, and your descendants inherit this supreme glory..."

Ivita ignored the envoy’s words. Entangling herself with a power-hungry Empress was far from wise.

This wasn’t about a marital alliance, but rather a plot to completely devour her. And given her current predicament, it wouldn’t be wise to engage in matrimonial schemes with an Empress.

...

After signing alliances with three major nations to oppose the Frank Empire, Ivita summoned the Hearthstone Witch and directly traversed the Empire’s territory with space magic.

As she had now become the personification of universal Law, this action would not be subjected to its influence.

They quickly arrived at an old castle by the side of a clear lake. The castle seemed very dilapidated and poorly maintained.

The Hearthstone Witch looked at Ivita and asked, "Your Majesty, if we’re not preparing for war against the Frankish people, then why come here?"

"This place is so remote. Who would build a castle here? Clearly, it’s meant for the next life."

Ivita said to the Hearthstone Witch, "The Empire is filled with numerous vassals, with vast and complex territories. At the highest level, there are over three thousand vassals, not to mention the array of nobles that the vassals themselves have ennobled within their territories, and the plethora of aristocrats that have emerged within the Imperial Parliament due to the division of vassal families."

"This has led to chaotic order within the Empire’s borders. Among the countless earldoms, marquisates, and lordships, numerous people are hidden."

"Even without the use of magic or any supernatural force, the difficulty of finding them is akin to finding a special pebble in the ocean."

"When Oyo III usurped the throne, he gifted the Burgundy Crown, which originally belonged to The Emperor, to a subordinate of a Duke Knight, who was also his right-hand man. But fifteen years ago, that Duke Knight was beheaded by Oyo III on the grounds of rebellion, not realizing that the Duke’s wife was already pregnant. She feigned death by jumping into the river and escaped, disappearing without a trace."

"If the wife had given birth to a boy, then that boy could inherit the Burgundy Crown."

"That’s why Oyo III never managed to acquire the Burgundy Crown."

The Hearthstone Witch was astonished. "How did You come to know of this?"

Ivita looked at the Hearthstone Witch, "The reason Oyo III couldn’t find that woman was because the Duke of Pulphaz had concealed her at the time."

"With a calculated scheme against an unsuspecting target and embedded within the complex interior of the Empire, it was naturally impossible for Oyo III to find her. The Duke of Pulphaz, in an attempt to atone for his wrongs and curry favor with me, revealed this information to me, granting me the opportunity to reclaim the Burgundy Crown."

Ivita continued, "The Burgundy Crown, unlike the Duchy of Lower Burgundy that has split off from the territory of the Empire, even though it’s just a ceremonial title that lacks corresponding lands, is one of The Emperor’s four less significant titles."

"However, it is a symbol of complete imperial authority in the history of the Holy Empire, a crown that must be possessed."

"Let’s go, Hearthstone Witch. I am going to retrieve it today."

The Hearthstone Witch hastened to follow Ivita. As Ivita approached the dilapidated castle, she suddenly sensed an intangible force obstructing her from drawing nearer.

At the same time, the head of a blue dragon emerged from the adjacent beautiful lake. The blue dragon eyed Ivita, "How dare you trespass into the territory of a blue dragon!"

"You..."

The blue dragon looked carefully at Ivita and then its expression changed drastically. "Are you the new Emperor of the Empire?"