"They don't know the name of Faox, don't believe in the Lord of Truth, and don't know Bolavis. They fight only to liberate themselves, but they deserve respect..."
Xia Lan stood in the rain before the thirty-seven tombstones. Many stories had happened on Brownsea Island that he didn't know about. Among those buried underground, some had been assassinated by the remnants of Toné Soutine's gang, some had perished in the darkness buried underground, and some had succumbed to the poison of the discontented...
The abnormal development of Bailang Island over the past ten years was corrected by the blood of these unknown people.
"Aren't we going to see Ash Midor?"
They had been here for nearly three hours. The castle urged them several times, but Xia Lan still walked leisurely in the rain.
"They should be the ones anxious. Aren't all these people coming here to force the emperor to abdicate? If they do, they can obtain the inherited knowledge, and we won't have to stay in the Baltic Sea anymore."
Xia Lan patted the armor on her body to shake off the water droplets on it, and then the dark blue fighting spirit rose up, drying her inner shirt that was soaked by the rain.
"Tell Varlean to send my Wind's Call and arrange a place for me to sleep. I want to have a good sleep after such a long boat ride."
Arsen is Xia Lan's chief guard, but he doesn't have any guards under him, so he has to deliver the message in person.
Inside the castle, Ash Mido was still leisurely drinking tea and reading. Even after Varyan got up to arrange accommodation for Shallan, he remained unmoved. The nobles who had been standing behind him for a long time could only grit their teeth and persevere.
Finally, Ash Mido took out a piece of parchment from his arms and handed it to Carmenla who was still in the hall, then without saying a word, he led the nobles out of the castle and returned to the ship in the harbor.
The confrontation outside the castle naturally disappeared, and both sides returned home.
After Ash Mido left the castle, Xia Lan sent someone to give the Southern Border Guardian, Earl Hanyue, a package and then entered the room arranged in the castle.
"As expected of a man known as the Guardian of the Southern Territory, he's truly generous. The rain was worth it. Three magic stones, seven stone soul grasses, ten kilograms of mithril, two hundred suits of armor, and ten thousand gold coins."
Xia Lanna was completely conquered by the note left by Ash Mido by his generosity.
With the support of the Thirteen Councils, Tone Sudin had been developing White Wave Island for ten years at a cost of only 130,000 gold coins, while this Earl of Hanyue offered 10,000 gold coins at a time. Xia Lan even wondered if he had kidnapped an alchemist to convert gold coins for him crazily.
Although alchemists and arcanists are almost extinct in the Central Garden Continent, they do exist. However, if there are alchemists, they won't use them to collect gold coins. Wouldn't it be more profitable to directly convert them into exotic gold? Moreover, converting so much gold coins would require ten alchemist lives.
"Ashe Mido is very ambitious. He has given so much, so he must provide equivalent knowledge, otherwise this Earl of Hanyue will be furious."
Xia Lan looked worried. All he had was some basic knowledge that Faaudis had borrowed from the nobles. It was not worth the price at all, but he wanted it all.
"I can only make Faaudis suffer a little more. His house is so big, it won't matter if a few rooms are demolished."
Xia Lan raised his eyes, and a divine vertical eye appeared on his forehead. The mysterious power of truth appeared and formed a halo around Xia Lan's head. A huge amount of knowledge rushed into Xia Lan's brain in an instant. This state of being immersed in the sea of knowledge and comprehending the truth of the world made Xia Lan feel suffocated, but for the sake of Ash Mido's things, he gritted his teeth and persevered.
The Kingdom of Truth.
In the living room of the villa, Faoudis was entertaining guests. One was a green-haired girl of seven or eight years old, and the other was a boy of about five years old, about the same age as Faoudis, but with red hair.
"Xalinaer, join my pantheon. My Pope is incredibly capable. He's developed the Church of Truth into a state religion in just three years."
Faaudis looked attentive, ignoring the red-haired boy's rolling eyes, and advised enthusiastically.
"I'll think about it."
"Yeah, I'll urge Xia Lan again and ask him to speed up and find the one favored by God for you." Faaudis' face was full of anticipation.
"Um, Phaudius, your roof is gone."
"Taikelo, you wild god without a church or kingdom, you are obviously jealous of my big house... Hey, my roof is really gone..."
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"Count, this is given to you by the envoy."
Ash Mido opened the package handed to him by the servant. Inside was a parchment book called "The Canon of Truth" and a note. When he opened the book, he found that it was indeed a book full of doctrines.
"Count, what did the Codd family ask for?"
Marcus Ster asked nervously. The nobles in the southern Baltic Sea had suffered heavy losses in this transaction, and some even wanted to take it back after the transaction. After all, they were not afraid of the Code family being destroyed after getting the things. However, it all depended on the opinion of the man in front of him.
"The Codd family wants to preach in our territory."
"What?"
Everyone was shocked. Both the Baltic Islands and Zilaner Island believed in the Lord of Dawn. Although the Church of Dawn looked down on the Baltic Sea and had been busy on the Eastern Expedition, preaching to the densely populated central continent where the faith was in a "wild" place, the churches in the territory were all built by the lord himself, and the clergy inside could not even recite all the teachings of the Dawn, but converting was not an easy task.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible"
All the nobles shook their heads, saying that it was impossible for them to agree to this condition, but Ash Mido's next words made them hesitate.
"They can only ask for two thousand gold coins."
Seeing everyone's thoughtful expressions, Ash Mido said calmly:
"We didn't have much choice. Someone had everything planned from the start. He knew the situation in the western seas was complex and intricate, with one move affecting the entire region. There were the barbarians of Iceland to the north, the Council of Thirteen on Zilan Island to the west, the chaos in the north-central Baltic Islands, and the undercurrent beneath the calm in the south. These conflicts and influences were intertwined.
White Wave Island was just the first step in muddying the waters. He knew that whether it was the external force of the Code family or our own efforts to remove the nails from the Thirteen Councils, Zilaner Island would only cause us trouble. Compared to the central and northern Baltic Sea, the southern part was too united. For this reason, the Thirteen Councils might even forgive past grudges and support the Code family to replace Tone Sudin, preventing them from rejoining our group...
Am I right? Baron Willow Gowen, you've been staying on Brownsea Island with Viscount Marcus Ster. Aren't you also waiting with him for the Code family to deliver the inheritance of knowledge?
Did your main clan promise not only to waive the loan you had for developing your territory, but also to support you and allow you to unite the lords of the Zilaner faction to resist me?
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