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Chapter 996 - 510 Druids Return_2

Chapter 996: Chapter 510 Druids Return_2

The sound vanished, and countless people within the Dark Magic Forest reacted in various ways to the Druids’ declaration.

Above the Royal Capital of Alsace, Ivita used Spatial Magic to teleport directly back to her palace; she was not in a hurry anymore.

Ivita waved her hand to dismiss the guards and servants who came to greet her and said to the Hearthstone Witch and the nobles, "How interesting. I have already employed the Dragon Fire Law to protect our land, now it’s time to observe the reaction of the Frankish people and the Druids."

The Hearthstone Witch said, "The Frankish people have called on all nations to attack The Great Lord of Black Death, there must be a trick."

The nobles said, "Your Majesty, with so many things happening, we must discuss a strategy to respond. The five suns in the sky are heating the earth, affecting our crop yields, and our Law being aligned with fire only exacerbates this disaster."

Ivita looked southward. "Aren’t the people of Lower Burgundy Children of Water? Let’s call on them to lend us water."

The nobles were astonished as they had a very poor relationship with the Duchy of Lower Burgundy.

Ivita added, "They have water but lack the ability to protect themselves, we lack water but have the ability to protect ourselves. Since we are neighbors, why should we have a strained relationship?"

...

In the Faust Palace, Louis XI coldly observed the five suns in the sky, spiteful as he was, he could only assume the Druids had calculated against him, using his grand plan for the Frankish nation to seize the opportunity to return and disrupt the situation.

The Tsardom Island Chief Justice reminded him, "Your Majesty, let’s not concern ourselves with the Druids for now. Let them return if they wish. From their statement, it perhaps indicates they are not quite as extreme as they were a thousand years ago. As long as we can replace the Empire, that will be sufficient."

"We should revert to our original plan."

Louis XI managed a slight smile. "You are right, my old friend. Archbishop Lance, follow the plan and hold a discussion in my Faust Palace on the strategy to kill The Great Lord of Black Death."

"Chief Justice, your responsibility is to get the heads of the various nations to agree to join me in attacking The Great Lord of Black Death."

"I have more urgent matters to attend to; I shall convene the Estates-General. I want to rally the outstanding Frankish people, to enlist them for our plan, to contribute their efforts."

"Meanwhile, the attack on Alsace Kingdom must not stop. Since we have united all nations, as long as we quickly defeat Alsace, I believe no nation will have any objections."

The Tsardom Island Chief Justice spoke lowly, "Your Majesty, Alsace’s resistance to the national ideology we’ve been spreading is beyond our expectations. It seems that with our continued invasion, they have already laid the foundation for national ideology, merely unorganized, ripe yet to be fully formed."

"For now, our best course of action is to first subdue The Great Lord of Black Death, to cultivate a strain of Black Death specifically targeting Alsace. Our two plans must support each other, with neither falling behind. This is a war betting on the fate of our nation. Once Alsace is eradicated, we can immediately create a strain of Black Death for the people of the Holy Empire."

"But if we fail, our kingdom may never have the chance to dominate again."

...

Within the Imperial Parliament, Oyo III returned with Duke Gugel, using their authority to balance the interests of the quarreling princes in the parliament. Only then did they realize that the reason the Imperial Parliament had turned into a farce was due to a strange old crone who had asked among the electors who was the premier Elector.

Oyo III hastily declared that all electors were equal, with no ranking or precedence, all being on the same level.

This declaration caused over three thousand princes within the parliament to cease their quarreling.

However, after Oyo III had resolved these matters, he suddenly faced both the return of the Druids and The Great Lord of Black Death’s entry into the Black Magic Forest Universe.

Inside the Imperial Parliament Hall, Duke Gugel ground his teeth. "It must be the doing of the Frankish people. What exactly do the Frankish people want to do? However, Emperor, this presents us with a good opportunity to invade Alsace."

"Currently, Alsace must already be in complete chaos due to the Frankish."

"Rather than waiting for the Frankish to swallow Alsace, we might as well join ranks with them, together we consume this kingdom."

Oyo III stood in front of the window with an icy expression, lost in thought. "Over these years, I focused my attention on domestic conflicts and conflicts with The Church to such an extent that I actually let the Kingdom of Franck come to this state."

"No, brother."

"I had it completely wrong before. The Alsace Royal Family is not my foremost enemy, the Kingdom of Franck is my foremost enemy. The Frankish people are playing with the Black Death, and they’re clearly targeting us."

"Targeting The Church."

"I was blinded before. Who in our think tank always proposed that we cooperate with the Kingdom of Franck, to carve up Alsace together?"

Duke Gugel hesitated before saying, "It was Sir Lowell."

"Where is he from?" Oyo III asked.

Duke Gugel answered truthfully, "He was born in the Potzstan kingdom, raised in the Bavaria Duchy, his mother is a Frank, and his father is a subject from your direct royal dominion. As he is also considered one of our own, we entrusted him with important tasks and let him join our think tank."

Hearing that Sir Lowell’s mother was a Frank, Oyo III’s face twitched. "Then he must have been bribed. Give him a decent sum of money and let him go."

"The Frankish people must have blinded me through these individuals, making me mistakenly believe that my greatest enemy was Ivita."

Oyo III said, "I must use the Emperor’s authority to once again summon the Imperial Parliament to discuss how to deal with the Kingdom of Franck and The Great Lord of Black Death, as well as the return of the Druids."

Oyo III seemed finally to remember that he was the Imperial Emperor; he donned the golden armor of the Imperial Emperor, his gaze imperious, "Protecting civilization is my duty. The Kingdom of Franck, The Great Lord of Black Death, and the Druids are my real enemies."

"If at this time, I also take the opportunity to attack the Alsace Kingdom, then how am I any different from the average petty king or duke?"

Duke Gugel hesitated again before saying, "But you and Ivita have the grudge of killing his cousin."

Oyo III sneered, "Think about it, I killed his cousin, and Ivita at least would be secretly delighted. At minimum, Ivita would directly inherit some scattered territories. Besides, I haven’t killed any of his direct relatives."

"Our relationship is merely one of ordinary national hostility. He has three seats in the Imperial Parliament, and he must attend. If he absents himself, then he is defying the duties of the Empire and must be expelled."

"The ambitions of the Frankish people are getting out of control; they must be suppressed."

Meanwhile, in the domain of The Church, Pope Innocent III’s complexion was livid, for he had not expected the Frankish people to be so bold.

Previously, when the Frankish Church decided to split from The Church’s headquarters, he could still endure and observe the situation, waiting for the right moment to act.

But now it seems the Kingdom of Franck is determined to set up their own church.

If they succeed, what future will religion have? The future will belong to nation-states, with religion shrinking in importance; countries will no longer conflict or ally over religious reasons, and The Church’s influence will utterly fade into an ethereal moral high ground.

This is something Pope Innocent III could not tolerate.

When he was angered, the sacred universal laws turned into faith’s light that scattered around Papal Hill; it was as though the radiance that fell from Heaven Mountain to earth could not be eroded by The Great Lord of Black Death.

Pope Innocent III said to the Archbishops beside him, "Call my adopted sons and daughters. I remember having some of the Frank Royal Family. I want to ask them who is willing to be a compliant and obedient King of Franck."

"Louis XI’s fourth son seems to be with me too, raised by my hand. Perhaps, for committing such great evils, all of Louis XI’s sons will be taken by God, including his first three sons."

Pope Innocent III’s gaze became very dangerous, for having the progeny of various kings was his greatest trump card.