Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

“…”

That’s a heretic.

No, he can only be a heretic. If he’s not a heretic, then what is he?

Pilgrim Fleet? Pilgrims? He came here to expand the territory, to commemorate his reputation with the blood and death of the Norsemen.

The title he should have is the Welcomer of the Holy Grail, and the name he should have should be the One who makes the Holy Grail light up again. Instead of watching the other side take out the Holy Grail and recruit them like now.

“…It’s an illusion.”

Sir Joshua wiped the cold sweat from his cheek, and his voice couldn’t stop trembling.

“That’s an illusion of witchcraft, yes, everything is witchcraft, just like the grotesque illusion we just saw. It must be that wizard, he studied our Holy Grail, and then made an illusion to insult and deceive us.”

The voice became smoother and smoother, and Joshua’s thoughts stabilized as he continued to speak.

He is not a particularly pious person. For a knight who climbed up from the bottom of the knight class, he is now actively welcoming back for his own reputation.

A Holy Grail Knight who welcomes back the Holy Grail, such an honor is much greater than that of an honorary knight of a knightly order. He can even create a city on his own and become a legendary existence. Instead of kneeling down to welcome the person who is truly blessed by the Holy Grail.

Yes, there is still a chance. As long as he and the people of the Falcon Knights defeat all the defenseless beach troops, Joshua is confident that he can convince others to let him become a Holy Grail Knight.

Even the serfs can't say much, because once they become Holy Grail Knights, they may be promoted to knights' squires, or even knights!

What a great reward this is for those serfs!

So it must be possible, there must be no problem!

"That was a wizard's trap. Those Norscans and traitors must have made something. Perhaps the props left over from ancient times have inspired certain rules."

Joshua's voice gradually became smoother. Looking at the knights under his command, he said in a somewhat shrill voice:

"We pretend to be unaware. As long as we rush to the beach, we will take our war horses and wipe out all those scum and wizards, just like we did in the past! No one can stop us from welcoming the Holy Grail back and making our Raccoon Knights great again-"

"Uncle, the Falcon Knights have already raised the flag of surrender. We are not in an advantageous position..."

"...What? What about them?!"

Looking at the other Knights' flagship with a pure white iris flag on the mast and the knights arrayed on both sides of the deck holding the flag high, Joshua's eyes widened.

According to Joshua's idea, he also planned to do so.

After all, there are some captives on the other side. It is not difficult to torture them to know some of the equipment and stories of the Knights' chivalrous expedition. So he had to pretend to welcome the Holy Grail, but suddenly he came to him with a ruthless blow.

But now he was in a strange dilemma. If the Raccoon Knights also thought so, then they just happened to coincide with each other, and the other party was faster than him.

In this case, even if he killed those barbarians, he would not be the only candidate for the Holy Grail Knight.

And if they really surrendered, he would need a navigator to warn them, at least to stop their actions.

As for the navigator who delivered the message... he went crazy a few days ago and was killed by Joshua himself.

It seems that there is no choice.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Joshua slowly exhaled.

"... Let's retreat."

"Uncle?"

"That wizard deceived the Falcon Knights, and the Falcon Knights are no longer worthy of the title of the Holy Grail. And we don't have a navigator, so we can't be sure whether the Holy Grail in the wizard's hand is real or fake, so we retreat."

Joshua said very smoothly, with a righteous expression on his face, as if he was shining brightly.

"We can't let the blood of the Knights be wasted here in vain. We must go back and report the truth. Get ahead of the bewitched Falcon Knights. They chose to give up the Holy Grail, and we have the obligation to tell everyone the truth. This is our mission."

"... Your will, uncle."

Although the knights' class is not absolute, it is also strictly classed.

Although many knights were puzzled, they still chose to believe their lords, turned the ship around silently, and looked at the shining black land with some reluctance.

Although no one said anything, many people knew in their hearts that the black land was the promised land. Everything that happened on this day, and Joshua's performance, have been remembered by some people.

At the same time, when the flagship of the Raccoon Knights turned around and left, Oliver stood beside Leon and frowned at the ship.

"The Raccoon Knights didn't seem to choose to fight. They seemed to have escaped."

"Is that so? That's a pity. You have lost some compatriots."

Leon said casually, pointing to the sky at the coast.

Under the twist of his will, the magical wind made the surrendered ships move closer to the shore faster and faster, and the ships that left were also sent to the departing breeze.

Whether it was the ships that left or the ships that surrendered, there was a small commotion because of this spectacle, especially the ship of the Raccoon Knights that left.

He can even control the wind and waves of the ocean to make the ship smoother and faster. So if it is really an evil wizard, why not stop them from leaving, but instead send a blessing breeze on their ship?

"You are so merciful, my lord. You would not attack such an attacker."

Looking at the changes in the ocean, Oliver stood next to Leon and said sincerely.

Li Ang, with twinkling eyes, put down the palm that controlled magic and looked at the cultural director beside him.

"Then who do you think will make you happy?"

"My lord, there is no doubt that it is you."

"Then under such circumstances, the point of me letting him go is just to let him live in fear? I sent them away not because I was merciful, but because I wanted him to spread my story."

Li Ang looked at the cheering ship approaching, his voice soft but firm.

"He is my eyes and the extension of my voice. As long as he can spread my story in the distance, sooner or later someone will take the initiative to come over again. Whether they attack or defect, they will become my people, I, It’s going to be a good thing for us.”

"You are always so thoughtful."

Oliver lowered his head respectfully and said, causing Leon to raise his eyebrows indifferently.

"I'm just going with the flow... Oh, the clay looks ready. Do you want to try making pottery? I personally think it's very interesting."

"Is it the job of those serfs?"

"No, it is the work of our civilization. Whether you or I, we are all part of this civilization. And the wisdom of this civilization is also our wisdom."

Looking at the knights gradually approaching the shore, Li Ang walked over with a smile on his face and said as he walked:

"Come on, just in time, we all need to learn science and technology. After everyone gets used to life here, we can start building our great wonders. And this is our first step to open up the Chaos Wasteland."