The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 370 - 229: Recruiting Army and Writing Letters_1

Chapter 370: Chapter 229: Recruiting Army and Writing Letters_1

After Pan God disappeared, two spheres, which had appeared in the sky, also vanished. However, Ivita sensed that as long as there were three spheres in the sky, the amount of water attribute energy and fire attribute energy in the air was constantly increasing.

But, after the two spheres in the sky disappeared, there was a decrease in the excess energy in the air, restoring it to its original level.

"Previously, Pan God mentioned that this was the Water Elemental Plane opening again," Ivita murmured to herself, glancing up at the sun, saying, "So it has closed again now. If each elemental plane is equivalent to a kingdom, once the Druids gather four planes, their power will be remarkable."

It turns out that this was what Pan God wanted.

Wilson woke up, clutching his head as though it had been blown apart. He covered his own head and said, "It hurts so much."

"What happened...?"

Ivita and Hearthstone Witch were looking at him.

Ivita shook his head, "Nothing, we just need to return to my territory."

Before they left, they noticed that the crater left by Pan God’s impact had restored itself and was automatically covered up.

...

Before leaving the cemetery, Ivita confided in Milani about the truth behind the Thousand-Year Fire.

At the time, Milani’s emotions were undoubtedly stirred, she even started to feel guilty for not having enough faith.

Ivita continued to request her to keep an eye out for information regarding Sky Attribute Magic. Milani regretfully admitted that there was no such magic in the cemetery. However, the cemetery still had the largest witch society in Ambros, and they had extensive connections.

Hence, Ivita asked Milani to continue keeping a lookout, even questioning other witches who were linked to the cemetery.

Two and a half days later, Ivita, along with the Hearthstone Witch, Davina, and Wilson, returned to his territory. By then, the four villages directly under his territory had been almost entirely rebuilt, leaving an impression with their blue brick and red tile houses.

Two castles still stood on the mountainside of the same mountain.

One belonged to Baron Moro, while the other was an earl’s castle that Boots Cat had brought from the Alsace Kingdom.

The Earl’s castle had already begun to be put to full use.

Next to the Earl’s castle lay Ivita’s fifty blast furnaces, where three hundred ironsmiths and over four hundred apprentices still lived, the area bringing wealth and jobs to the territory. It was already the core of his territory.

Upon Ivita’s return, Tartax was waiting in the study room on the second floor of the castle. He informed Ivita that the iron foundry was already bringing in more than one thousand five hundred gold coins in profit per month, which was a phenomenal success.

Ivita’s iron production was already the talk of the town in Ambros.

Members of the City Faction and Viscount Winchester had even dispatched people to inquire about whether they could have an exclusive supply of high-quality iron.

However, due to Ivita’s policy of neutrality, other key figures in the territory, such as Tartax, Rayli, the butler, Black Wolf, and the Knight Griffin, had politely declined their demands, maintaining that both sides were supplied through Parviga.

In the study room, Tartax said: "Members of Ambros City Council even suggested that they could bestow upon you a noble title such as ’Honourable’, as long as we prioritise supplying iron to them."

Ivita smirked: "Something for nothing, I’m not involved in Ambros’ political affairs. What would I want with such an honorary title?"

Tartax hesitated before saying, "What about the promises from Viscount Winchester? He said that after he ascended to the position of Grand Viscount, he would elevate your territory to a Viscount’s dominion."

Ivita knew that, in Ambros, under normal circumstances, it was impossible to upgrade a territory’s rank. The upgrade of a territory’s rank generally occurred for special reasons.

But Lord Ivita shook his head and sighed. "The Feudal City Council is trying to make a fool out of me, and Viscount Winchester is promising me a pie in the sky."

"They are all experts in empty promises and storytelling. But I know, only by staying neutral, will be the best state for making money and development."

"As long as I stay neutral, both sides will try to win me over, or at least ensure that I maintain neutrality, and not lean towards the other side. They will not actively attack me to suppress potential threats."

Tartax nodded in agreement. "After all, we are on the border, and their wars rarely involve us."

"It’s a great pity if our civilians, who had finally settled down and preoccupy themselves happily, are easily dragged into the war."

"By the way, Lord Ivita, the price of grain in Ambros has tripled recently, did you know?"

Ivita nodded. He had guessed as much.

Because soon, a famine was coming.

However, even if a famine occurs, the war will not cease.

Ivita began writing letters to important figures in Ambros to explain the reason why Thousand-Year Fire has gone out.

Tartax said: "Lord Ivita, there was a rat plague in Ambros City. The city council believed that it was caused by Viscount Winchester’s people spreading the plague into the city. As a result, the city council hired the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness to assassinate more than half of the wives of the barons from Winchester’s Baron Alliance as revenge."

"I see." Ivita handed two letters to Tartax, "Help me deliver these to Rayli and Black Wolf. I want them to personally deliver them to Viscount Winchester and the chairman of Ambros City Council. They must set off immediately. The travel costs are all reimbursed by the territory. They each can receive twenty gold pounds as travel expenses. This is the work of an envoy, so we can’t skimp on money to prevent others from looking down on us and delaying the work."

The two letters detailed the secrets Ivita had obtained from the cave graveyard, and requested that both sides pay at least 30,000 gold pounds to relight the Thousand-Year Fire. He also attached some fragments of murals he took from the cave graveyard as proof.

However, Ivita doubted the effectiveness of these letters and the two envoys.

Because the hatred between the two sides was too profound.

At this point, the city council and Viscount Winchester were completely at loggerheads.

The daughters of Viscount Winchester and the wives of the barons were killed by the city council’s hired assassins. But they were not wronged, because prior to this, they had massacred many towns, even cities, and instigated mutinies in three big cities with populations above one hundred thousand.

Ivita had prepared to leave Ambros first, go to Cross Island to recruit more troops, and then return to Ambros to take control of the overall situation.

But the power of the territory in the pirate world alone might not be enough. Ivita tapped his forehead with the end of his pen, and decided to take one step at a time.

Maybe, by going to the pirate world, he could lay claim to more territories elsewhere.

Tartax said to Ivita: "My lord, you told me before that you intended to set sail. So I’ve started recruiting ships, sailors, carpenters, and doctors for you in advance."

"But more importantly, you told me to recruit to expand the militia in our territory. You asked me to recruit two hundred healthy adult males, and they’re all ready."

"In fact, during this period, we’ve recruited two wandering apprentice hunters, a ranger, four warriors, and two knights."

"They are all waiting for you to summon them. They may serve as the troops you take when you set out to sea. The situation on Cross Island is chaotic. You always need to take some troops with you."

When he heard the word ’knights’, Ivita raised his head sharply to look at Tartax. "Knights? Meager salary and knights?"

"Even two?"

"Are you sure they are not spies?"