The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 866 - 452: The Power of Ancient Chaos

Chapter 866: Chapter 452: The Power of Ancient Chaos

Ivita rolled her eyes. "Now that the Empire’s heritage is in your family’s hands, you can’t even guard our ancestral grave and still have the audacity to question me."

"I also read many books and discovered that Alsace was originally the core of the Empire. Later generations, incompetent as they were, allowed Alsace to become independent from the Empire and to be seized by the Kingdom of the Frankish people. Yet, you did not protect Alsace but instead sold it to a businessman of a minor military noble family."

The four deities showed some surprise. They dwelled deep in the Star Realm, cut off from news, and had few believers on the continent. They were indifferent as long as the Empire continued to exist, for they would still receive endless faith. Thus, they were indeed unaware of these matters.

God Lottel, the eldest son, asked Franski, "Did you sell the heritage to outsiders?"

"Yes... but the reasons are complex, not as this wicked Wizard suggests. He is spouting nonsense." Franski was eager to retort but, unable to find an excuse, reluctantly tried to blame it on Ivita.

The four deities were astute beings. Even when they were mortals, they were emperors on earth, and now they understood that Franski’s lineage had sacrificed so much of the Empire’s interests in their quest to usurp the throne.

Therefore, they had little fondness for Franski’s lineage.

Still, as the deities of the Empire, they could not act against the Imperial Emperor, for it would mean severing their own ties to faith and destroying their own essence, thus breaking their divine selves.

Therefore, they did not say much.

Pepin God glanced at Lottel God and Louis God somewhat guiltily, and carefully warned Ivita, "The Kingdom of Frank was also originally part of the Empire, it just became independent later. So Ivita, there’s no need to emphasize that."

"We are all one of our own."

Ivita nodded. The original Holy Gold Rose Empire had nearly unified the Magic Black Forest, so now each of the myriad of nations could claim some connection with the Holy Gold Rose Empire.

Over time, the territory of the Holy Empire continued to shrink, and under the rule of Emperor Oyo III, the King’s Right began an unprecedented decline.

He was even barely able to control the Eight Grand Electors and the various bishops within the Empire anymore.

God Charlemagne suddenly addressed Ivita, asking, "You must know that before you, no male Wizard has successfully created a Soul of Darkness."

Ivita was unimpressed. "Paths are made by walking them."

God Charlemagne said, "You make a good point. I see you have at least three Laws on you, centered around you. Your ambition truly knows no bounds. Tell me, if you were Emperor, what would you do?"

Without hesitation, Ivita replied, "Under the heavens, all is the King’s land. The Empire is universal, not the empire of one nationality or one region."

"The territories of the Empire are endless."

God Charlemagne, who had always maintained a stern face, finally showed a trace of a smile. "But without matching strength, forcing such grand actions will only accelerate the Empire’s decline."

Ivita said, "I started from the common folk, acquired three independent states—that itself proves my capability. If I were Emperor, I would only be more reliable than the current Emperor Oyo III."

"Moreover, the Magic Black Forest is currently being defeated by heretic states. Among these heretic states, the Selzhu Rome Empire aims to consolidate the universal Laws. Thus, if the nations want to protect themselves, they must unite under the banners of the Holy Empire and The Church. I am merely acting with the tide—where is there a mismatch between ambitions and strength?"

God Charlemagne began to smile. "Well reasoned. It seems you are more suitable to be Emperor of the Empire than my three sons. You rose again from the bottom, proving your capability, and you also believe now is the time for the Empire’s expansion. Your judgments are mostly consistent with mine."

"Alright, I’ll help you."

The faces of Charlemagne’s three divine sons darkened; indeed, they had disappointed their father.

During his mortal life, God Charlemagne had already created the Holy Law.

Yet his descendants allowed the Law to shatter and let The Church to become independent from the Empire.

During Charlemagne’s time, the Pope was merely a figure who could be deposed at any time, retaining his position only due to regard for Charlemagne’s army.

But now, everything had changed. The Pope had become a position of real power, controlling the local churches and establishing a virtual Church Empire, whereas the Empire had become increasingly nominal.

The root cause lay with the three deities of King’s Right, who had not prepared well to continue the legacy, leading the Empire to its current state.

Conversely, inside the Void Ark, Franski retorted sharply to Ivita, "You speak like a court jester—your words are as foolish as they are amusing. Matters are not so simple. My father is exhausted just balancing the Eight Electors, King’s Right, and The Church, not to mention the conflicts among the Empire’s independent bishops and princes. Every one of the external nations harbors its ambitions. Today they ally with us, tomorrow they betray us."

"My father struggles just to maintain the Empire, yet here you are making baseless claims. The pagan Empire is at the zenith of its power; whoever wages war against them is bound to fail. You seek a deathwish with such delusions. If you became the Imperial Emperor, the Empire would surely perish."