The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 396 - 244: The Holy Gold Rose Empire and Cousin Make Their Appearance_3

Chapter 396: Chapter 244: The Holy Gold Rose Empire and Cousin Make Their Appearance_3

Germanicus took the Holy Sword tarnished by Tormund, his eyes brightened, and declared, "It’s said that the mage forged twelve experimental swords, each one corrupted and fallen due to the Demon King. Because the Demon Kings foresaw that the mage would create an unprecedented sword greatly vulnerable to evil."

"I’m seeing the real item for the first time too. My odds of taking on three with the maximum strength of a Great Knight like myself, coupled with this sword, are pretty high."

"Cousin, I’ll go into the guest room of the Governor’s Mansion first, they should be looking for young men to participate in the duel."

Ivita nodded at him.

The Hearthstone Witch walked up to Ivita and asked, "Your Highness, why are you helping him?"

Ivita squinted his eyes, watching the back of Germanicus, and said, "After the Emperor’s throne was usurped by Oyo III, the throne of Alsace was also taken by a capitalist from a textile factory."

"It’s hard to see no connection between the two."

"In other words, the previous dynasty of the Empire was actually the Alsace Kingdom."

"Perhaps the enemy Germanicus will face in the future is also my enemy. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Since he and I share a kinship, we should become allies."

Ivita said.

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita, "That’s kind of weird."

"Could it be that Oyo III is the puppet master behind the incident in the Alsace Kingdom?"

"Wait a second, why couldn’t the puppet master be the Pope?"

Ivita blinked and looked at her.

She thinks in a strange way.

In the garden, the Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita, "Think about it, if the Alsace Kingdom still exists, it would be the backing for that rude boy we just met. If the Pope wants to take complete control of him, he must eliminate his other backing."

Ivita was chagrined.

Your thinking is really bizarre.

Not everyone is as dark as you are.

Ivita said, "It’s too complicated, let’s not think about it. There’s too little information available now, overthinking is meaningless."

"We don’t even know if the Holy Gold Rose Empire really controls the universal law, even if it’s only a part of it."

Ivita said to the Hearthstone Witch, "We just need to seize the Viscount’s territory first."

"And try our best to obtain the ancient world treasure that carries the law."

Ivita looked at the people who had been following him all along. "Nobody can leak today’s events. Got it?"

The warriors, along with the doctors, carpenters, and even the two knights from the House of Persopolis, bowed their heads. Pledging loyalty to Ivita one after another, they revered him even further after learning of his identity.

He’s the son of a King!

They understand that the two young men standing in front of them, though seemingly insignificant people in the Magic Black Forest, might reclaim everything that belongs to them if they grow a little longer.

Vampire Wilson performed a ceremony only applicable to a king on Ivita. He knelt on one knee and declared, "As you command, my King."

Ivita looked at him and was a bit speechless.

...

In the reception room of Governor Jack’s Mansion, Governor Jack asked the assembled nobles, "Who can now duel with the pirates from Black Friday for three matches? We need three young men under the age of twenty."

The nobles looked on fearfully, some lowered their heads, others backed away.

Some complained. "Why should we be coerced by pirates to follow their pace?"

"Every year we have to pay a tenth of our business tax. You told us then that this was to give you money to build an army to protect us and let us do business better."

"We believed that then."

"But now, after we’ve paid so much in taxes, you’re asking for our sons to go into battle for you."

"Do you think that’s fair?"

Governor Jack’s face turned dark.

He knew that these nobles were unwilling.

A nobleman with a white-curled wig said to Governor Jack, "Why not let the young men in the army duel? Those are the brutal pirates on Black Friday, the sea disaster."

Governor Jack said with a grim face, "I can explain to everyone that because the opponents asked for duelists younger than twenty, therefore, most of the young men in the army have a low professional level."

"Everyone knows that the Republic of Belisarius’s navy hires mostly sailors, ordinary people from ordinary families. The resources they acquire aren’t as plentiful as those educated in noble families."

A nobleman suddenly poked away the young man in red guard uniform blocking him with a Civility Cane. "You mean, to send our children to fight with brutal pirates, and your navy even wants common people to protect the port?"

Governor Jack’s face darkened, he snapped, telling everyone the truth. "Firstly, if we don’t agree to the duel, ten thousand people will die in the port."

"If we lose the duel, the Black Friday bastards will take away two thousand people from the shore."

"Please, don’t think you can escape!"

"Do you all think you can protect yourself?"

"Where is your courage?"

When the crowd in the reception room learned the truth, they all had difficult expressions on their faces.

Everyone fell into a strange silence, unsure of how to deal with the current situation.

Suddenly, the door of the reception room was pushed open, and Germanicus strode in with Tormund’s Holy Sword, telling everyone, "Everyone, please look at the son of the emperor standing in front of you. You should respect him, love him."

"Because today, I will participate in the duel for you and kill three pirates on Black Friday."

After a brief silence in the reception room, the nobles suddenly clapped. They were relieved to see someone finally willing to participate in the duel, especially when that person was Germanicus. Not only were they relieved that someone could handle the matter, they felt Germanicus’s image was magnified, dependable, and had a greater affection for him.

Governor Jack looked at Germanicus with worry.

Those are the pirates from Black Friday.

Black Friday is a sea disaster, notorious, with countless enemies, but it’s never been dealt with.

Only one reason.

Its terror.

Governor Jack couldn’t help worrying, if Germanicus died at this port, how would he explain to the Pope?

He suddenly realized that it seemed the situation would worsen if Germanicus died.

But looking around at the applauding nobles, he found it was too late to stop it.