"What's going on? Listerine, is the port closed today?" Two guards patrolled in the rainy night.
They spotted a group of ships approaching through the sea fog...
“They look like ghost ships. They haven’t been seen for years. Don’t worry, they won’t be able to get ashore!” Listerine patted his companion on the shoulder.
"Bang bang bang—" Suddenly, several flashes of fire appeared on the ghost ship, and purple fireballs rose into the air.
"Hey! What's going on?!"
"Enemy attack!!!"
In the sea fog, warships gradually came into view behind the ghostly behemoth.
"Unknown force! Port under attack!"
"Sound the alarm!!!"
"The enemy is coming—"
The fireball slammed mercilessly into the harbor, the purple flames still burning in the rain, and the force of the explosion instantly pulverized nearby patrolling soldiers.
The warships were steadily anchored in the harbor. After another wave of artillery fire, the harbor was completely rendered incapable of resistance and fell entirely into Riverst's hands.
"The First Army Corps controls the port, and the Second Army Corps clears the roads."
"The port has been captured! Raise our flag!"
Warriors from warships rushed ashore, drinking potions they had prepared to resist the island's inherent negative curse.
"Everyone protect the leader!!!"
Rivers walked unhurriedly to the port, where the purple flames left after the bombardment were still burning. He chuckled and looked at the castle on the mountain.
“They rebuilt our family’s castle, and now I’m just taking it back, in the way they believe in… the law of the jungle!”
He began walking towards the castle, surrounded by soldiers who frantically released defensive scrolls one after another.
The enchanted musket in his hand fired shots at the enemy soldiers fleeing through the fog.
"The Third and Fourth Legions have landed!"
"Free-for-all combat! Take over territory as quickly as possible!"
"The Sixth Army has landed..."
On the ghost ship, the old captain Jessie observed through his binoculars a group of enemy soldiers heading to stop Riverst.
"Attention, team! Enemies are approaching the leader. We need more troops!"
"Sound the alarm! Everyone protect the boss!!!"
More and more enchanted warriors began to flock to the castle; they were well-trained and moved swiftly.
The island's native soldiers were instantly routed, and the purging legion sent by the maritime religion was also instantly defeated.
"This is impossible! Impossible!! These lunatics!" The surviving legion commander walked out from inside the blast circle.
Absolutely no one could believe what he was seeing. They claimed to be blessed by the gods and possessed unparalleled enchanted equipment, which would make them the strongest on the island.
But... these outsiders! They're covered in enchanted equipment from head to toe! Every arrow! Every bullet! They're all enhanced with top-tier enchantment scrolls!
They're not fighting a war, they're throwing money around!
They won in a very despicable way!
"Everyone, keep moving forward!" The enchanted warriors continued to escort Rivist toward the castle.
He would stop every now and then, gazing at the overgrown rose garden and sighing.
"I used to learn my father's swordsmanship there, and I also spent my mother's birthday there. Uncle Borei's singing was always so grating... Heh..."
"Boss, the front is cleared!" an enchanted warrior reported, while simultaneously casting an enchanted scroll to add a protective shield to Riverst.
Although this was unnecessary, since they had almost taken over the entire area, the enemy's attacks, no matter how far away, could not harm him.
But... who cares if he's rich? Today, let's use the protective scrolls recklessly! Build them like crazy! The shields can't afford to fail for even a second!
"We've enjoyed the scenery enough, let's go!" Riverst continued slowly toward the castle.
The remaining forces within the castle were eliminated one by one by the enchanted warriors. The gates were blasted open, and the warriors poured in. Rivist followed comfortably behind, surrounded by a large number of warriors providing protection.
"Boss, be careful!"
"Fire has broken out in the room ahead, provide backup!"
I saw a mouse!
"Rat! You have nowhere to run!"
The enchanted warrior kicked open the door and dragged out the defenseless wives and daughters of the traitors.
Even if you clumsily hide under the table, the soldiers will stab you to death!
"Take me to the castle hall!" Rivist ordered the warriors.
They gathered together, and no one in the stairwell was spared. Their blood would carpet the ground, paving the way for Riverst to reclaim his family.
Gazing at the doors to the castle hall, Riverst stood with his hands behind his back, lost in thought for a few seconds, until the doors opened and an enchanted warrior stepped out, saluting Riverst.
“Well done. The Royal Guard will stay. The rest of you can handle the aftermath. Let me have some peace and quiet.” Riverst pushed open the door and walked into the room.
The room before him was in complete disarray. The three family traitors were dead, and the bishop of the ocean religion had his throat slit by a warrior, the azure necklace on his chest frantically healing him.
Unfortunately, the warrior also used an enchanted weapon, and he would eventually die a painful death after exhausting the power of the necklace.
“It’s you, cough cough…” The bishop recognized Riverst at a glance. Not much time had passed, so he naturally recognized the child beside the head of the Griffin family!
"I shouldn't have let you go back then!" He began to regret his plan to sacrifice Riverst.
We should have just killed him back then!
But... there's no going back now.
“The waves at sea sometimes calm down, but more often than not, we can’t predict when the next wave will come.”
Rivist jabbed the bishop in the wound on his neck with his cane.
"I am all alone, drifting aimlessly in a small boat on the ocean..."
"Floating and drifting, like a leaf falling on water, swirling in the eddies, and finally returning to stillness."
"Ugh—" The bishop died with a painful scream, and the aquamarine necklace lost its luster and shattered.
it's all over……
Like a dream?
Reeves pulled back the huge curtains of the castle hall and looked down at the territory ruled by war, just as the traitors had done long ago.
Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning, but he knew that all this chaos, like a storm, would eventually subside.
“I did nothing wrong. I was just imposing your rules on you, a world where the strong prey on the weak.”
...
Months passed, and the entire island became Riverst's territory.
Every islander accepted the benefits of the contracted gold coins and remained absolutely loyal to Riverst!
War is indeed the best way to spend gold coins, but with the gold coins doubling in value, he must start conquering more territories...
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