Pirate Kingship

Holy Silver Empire, Feileng Cui, the capital of art.

The famous wealthy family Ferdinand rules this continent-wide art center, a prosperous city with the largest number of extraordinary people in the palace sequence.

As the family motto goes: "Ferdinand gave to the world!"

From a hundred years before the Age of Discovery, they began to fund various literary and artistic undertakings and cultivated a large number of great artists, including: writers, poets, painters, sculptors, musicians, and even magicians and clowns.

Over time, a huge literary and artistic force was formed, until the Renaissance movement of great momentum was set off at the beginning of this century.

The iron curtain of civilization that has been imprisoned by the dark thoughts for thousands of years has been severely torn open.

Let the old continent, which has been ruled by various precepts of the church for thousands of years, bathe in the sunshine of humanities and art again.

It also makes more and more people realize that human beings themselves are the creators and masters of real life, not the superior gods and churches.

Some people say that without this movement, no one would have dared to resist the church, there would not have been the birth of Protestantism, and there would have been no raging religious reform and religious wars.

Of course, the [Silver Law] will not be as turbulent as it is now.

The Ferdinand family and the emerald they ruled undoubtedly changed the course of history throughout the Old World.

If one evaluates historical influence like Byron's "Logbook", the Renaissance will have a higher influence than the Bay Folk Revival no matter what!

On this day, in the library of the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Florence University, which was funded by the Ferdinand family, many Palace Sequence Extraordinaries wearing glasses and full of scholarly atmosphere were here to check information, repair ancient books, and create quietly.

Swish, swish, swish.

Throughout the library the only sounds of turning pages and light footsteps could be heard.

This sequence of extraordinary people has different names in different periods, such as writers, poets, novelists, screenwriters, etc., but essentially they all use poetry, novels, biographies and other texts as carriers to display their extraordinary abilities.

He can summon characters from his works to assist in battle, summon stunning beauties to accompany him to bed, summon scene descriptions or extraordinary abilities to come to reality and turn fiction into truth.

The more fleshed-out and logical the characters and storylines are, the more readers will be moved, the more emotionally invested they will be, and the stronger they will be.

Even when they write a "phenomenal" work, they can exert great power beyond their own rank.

For example, in the legendary masterpiece "Utopia", there really is an ideal and perfect country hidden.

High-sequence legendary writers also possess an ability called [Real Script], which allows them to create stories that fit reality based on history.

Writing the future in stories can affect the fate of certain individuals in the real world to a certain extent, but no one has seen it with their own eyes.

On an old table in the corner of the library, a hard-covered tome "History of the Silver Continent" that looked even older was opened.

The first sentence at the beginning is an outrage that is absolutely treasonous in the eyes of all believers in the Creator: "History began when man created God!"

The history book slowly turned the pages, turning through different chapters in turn.

Among them, there were nine western expeditions by the knights of the East Coast Church countries, the fall of the Holy City, and especially many chapters about the Renaissance.

One biography reads:

"Richard I of the Plantagenet Dynasty of Hattings [Lionheart King] almost monopolized the Holy City during the third Western Expedition, but his great achievements ended with a stray arrow, and the holy relic [Lionheart King Broken Arrow] was born ”

Here is a more recent biography:

"This year, Henry V of the Lancastrian dynasty of Hettings [Iris Hammer] won the siege of Iris Mo. At this time, he was very proud.

However, his glory was fleeting. When he reached the peak of political power, death was approaching him quietly. "

Then there is a pile of ink that has been repeatedly scrawled and corrected:

"On the way to conquer the Iris Kingdom, he avoided the battlefield arrows similar to those of his ancestor [Lion-Hearted King] Richard I. He relied on his keen intuition and fifth-level rank to avoid the heavy fall and explosion of the horse's body. The artillery can only take away a little of his skin and flesh.

Finally, while hunting down the new king of Iris, Charles VII of the Valois dynasty, the brother of his wife Catherine Valois, he contracted dysentery from eating unclean food.

Henry V's condition soon deteriorated, and he died at the Chateau de Vincennes outside the capital of Iris on August 31 after dictating his will.

The most promising empire in this century, and the hope of gathering a second [Crown] came to an abrupt end.

This is how history should be. "

After turning over a dozen pages, what appeared was the history that just happened last year:

"Cardinal Archbishop Martin could no longer endure the tyranny and unlimited exploitation of the people by the church's top leaders, and took the lead in sounding the clarion call against the traditionalists.

He nailed his own Ninety-Five Theses on the door of All Saints Church in Wittenberg.

At this point, the dissatisfaction of countless people converged into a torrent that destroyed the foundation of traditionalist rule.

The Protestants may have good intentions, but this move is tantamount to asking a terminally ill patient to directly remove a large part of the necrotic internal organs. It is too anxious.

The [Silver Law], which had been shaky since 1453, was finally torn apart.

This is how history should be. "

Obviously, this is no ordinary history book.

It records every key historical node in the old continent in detail, and it is scribbled and revised according to the owner's wishes, leading to a predetermined direction.

I turned over a few more pages, namely "The Remit Massacre in the Southern Continent", "The Decisive Battle of the Red and White Rose War", and "The Beast Tide of the Kalmar Alliance".

In different historical chapters, some have more graffiti and some have less.

From these constantly modified variables, we know that the owner of the history book cannot perfectly control the overall situation, and can only influence the historical process to a certain extent by interfering with key figures.

At the end of some chapters, the words "history should be like this" appeared, proving that the story ended according to the script;

Some did not, which means that the interference power of this history book is not omnipotent.

The pages of history stopped at the penultimate page, and a new chapter of history, which is also a future, has been written in advance:

"The Sea of ​​​​the Sea has become a battlefield for the Kingdom of Castile and the Star-Moon Empire to compete for hegemony.

On one side is the dual fleet of Isabella and Fernando, and on the other side is the joint fleet of the Puppet King and the Star-Moon Empire.

In the future, they will gradually weaken in the mutual consumption and will no longer be able to interfere with everything that is happening on the continent."

There are a lot of graffiti and repeated revisions at the back.

"The legendary pirate [Blood Sail] Mihawk, who is entrenched in the Sea of ​​​​the Sea, is inspired by the deeds of [King of the Wild Hunt] Byron Lancaster and is seeking the position of the Pirate King of the Sea of ​​​​the Sea.

If you want to achieve [King], the most convenient way is to get the full support of a major force.

He is hesitating, not knowing whether to bet on the two kings of Castile, or the Puppet King and the Star-Moon Empire.

But as a Castilian, he is obviously more inclined to support the former, and will soon take action. As a key minority, his decision will break the balance of the Sea of ​​​​the Sea."

A goose The brush fell, and continued to modify the automatically generated history:

"[Blood Sail] Mihawk is a romantic, and even has a second title [Bar Prince].

His favorite Kimpsai dancer was seriously ill, so he had to temporarily leave the Sea of ​​​​Sand and take her to the colony for help from the witch doctor.

This time will take at least a month, during which he can't do anything.

History should be like this."

Finding that the history book had no signs of being automatically altered by the correction force, it began to run smoothly according to the rhythm of the story, and the owner of the history book continued to turn to the next page.

It was written on it: Saint Byron, the fourth king of the Lancaster Dynasty of the Kingdom of Hattings [King of the Wild Hunt]

"The young king, like his predecessors, has the ambition to rebuild the empire.

But just like the failed [Blue Dragon King] Reinhard, [Lionheart King] Richard I, [Iris Hammer] Henry V, [Queen of Eternal Night] Margaret I, he will never succeed!"

The quill pen fell, and the tip of the pen made a "rustling" sound as it slid across the paper.

"The countries around the North Sea facing the 'Third Ring Road' will not only not be reunited, but are destined to become the first powder keg for the collapse of the continental order and the all-out war among the countries.

The Old God Church from the Eastern Continent has sharpened its knives and is about to present a long-prepared gift to the Old Continent.

It is the focus of the dispute between Protestantism and Orthodoxy, and it is also a treasure that some people have been striving for, but the way it appears will be beyond the expectations of all the people in the Old Continent.

Yes, the countries around the North Sea will fall under the endless tide of beasts, and then the entire Old Continent.

This young king who was caught up in the torrent of the times is alone. His power as a king and a pseudo-god is as small as a stone in the coming era.

He may struggle hard, but he cannot change his tragic fate.

In the end, he can only be like his ancestors, like a meteor across the night sky, brilliant but short-lived!

History should be like this."

A pair of clean hands closed the book again.

"If there were no me and this holy relic [the first history book of the Silver Age], I wonder how many people would dominate and how many would be emperors on this loose continent with many small countries?

Why should the characters in the book have their own thoughts? They just need to dance with my pen.

My arrangement is the most correct history!"

The owner of the history book took out his pocket watch and took a look. He put the "History of the Silver Continent" under his armpit and left his original seat.

He had just stood up when a red iron meteorite with a long line of fire pierced through the window of the library and fell to the place where he sat at the beginning.

The huge light, fire, smoke, and dust, accompanied by shrill screams, instantly broke the original tranquility of the library.

But when the smoke and dust dissipated, except for a one-meter-deep pit on the floor and half of the ruins, where was the figure of the [writer] just now?

The Kingdom of Hetings, the shore of the Holy Lake Langos.

Looking down from the sky, the lake in April is beautiful, with gauze-like morning mist surrounding the rolling mountains and sapphire-like clear lake water rippling.

Although the Holy Lake of the Kingdom has a "holy" prefix, it has nothing to do with the church or any other religious figures.

It's just because an ancient holy object rooted in the history of this land and nation has been sleeping here for more than 1,500 years.

"Whew~"

A loud horse neighing sounded through the valley, and a gorgeous rainbow bridge broke through the sky.

The eight-legged Pegasus, which was as big as a hill, followed closely behind, and the figures gradually became smaller, landing lightly on the shore of the holy lake covered with green grass.

The two girls, wearing a blue and a white chiffon long skirt, stepped on white rubber flip-flops, and jumped off the broad horseback one after another.

Seeing the beautiful scenery in front of them, which was different from the seaside, they cheered.

Throwing the slippers on their feet to Byron, two pairs of crystal clear and delicate bare feet, like works of art, dipped into the lake, and the toes painted in sapphire blue and silver pink gently moved the lake water.

Some time ago, the great wizards of the Thirsty Blood Cult had cultivated a high-yield dandelion variety through genetic information marking technology, and rubber can be extracted from dandelion roots.

Through testing, the rubber extracted from dandelions is no different from natural rubber in terms of performance and quality, and the rubber extracted from dandelions is stronger and has a higher yield.

Compared with natural rubber, rubber extracted from dandelion roots is less dependent on climate, and has lower planting conditions and planting costs.

They have planted a large number of rubber dandelions around the pre-set industrial center, and the logistics costs and environmental burden have been greatly improved.

It should soon be unnecessary to import natural rubber from the rain forest of the southern continent.

Since the output has skyrocketed, in addition to the key uses such as steam engines and various sealing parts, it can naturally be applied to other fields.

"Catherine, the colony is too hot, how about we build a holiday villa here? We can come here to stay for a few days every summer.

Just treat it as the summer resort that Byron mentioned two days ago."

"Okay, I'll allocate funds."

Byron shook his head helplessly while holding the sisters' shoes, and pointed to the side:

"You should at least respect the Holy Lake and the dignified zero-level holy relic [Sword in the Stone]."

A gray unsheathed long sword was inserted in the middle of a square boulder full of traces of wind and frost on the lakeside next to it. The hilt and the blade seemed to have turned into stone over the long years.

Not even a bit of the style of a zero-level holy relic can be seen.

On the other hand, there is an elven inscription clearly engraved on the stone: "Whoever can pull this sword out from the stone platform will be the king of the whole territory."

According to legend, the [Sword in the Stone] is also called the [King's Sword], which is a peerless holy sword made of all the precious metals that can be thought of in the world.

This sword not only symbolizes royal power, but also represents the earliest metallurgy in the Old World.

The reason for the ability to "choose a king" is that whoever can pull out this sword will be the ruler of the whole territory by heaven.

Just like the imperial seal in another world, it represents the unquestionable "mandate from heaven", which is the supreme and powerful claim above all claims.

Unfortunately, in history, whether it was the pirate emperor [Blue Dragon King], the later Plantagenet, Lancaster, York, or every member of the royal family, including Byron himself, tried to pull it out.

Byron always suspected that the holy sword was not choosing a king, but only the true king recognized by this land was qualified to pull it out.

So I decided to wait until I became a true fifth-level legendary pirate queen before giving it a try.

Yesterday, after Byron discovered the secret of the Oak Sage, he said that he would turn all the colonists who smuggled in from the Corridor of Truth into slaves.

But he also knew that if each sect had one or two fifth-level false gods, it would be completely beyond his ability to deal with the kingdom's guardian [Lord of the Nest] Hawkins.

Even if he summoned the [Left Hand of the King] Guards, he would be confident that he could fight two at most. If he fought three, he might be beaten to death.

Especially after learning that someone had been secretly planning for many years to accelerate the division of the old continent and prevent all possibilities of unification.

He felt as if there was an extra pair of eyes on his head and felt a huge pressure.

Unknown enemies make people feel particularly unsure.

So he decisively killed here the next day.

His three legs, body: Shinto expands believers; heart: spiritual realm sprints 1% and all things return to one; spirit: seize the Kalma kingship to complete the "Pirate Kingship" ceremony and ascend to the Storm King, all of these take time.

Other than that, he can only rely on external objects, and [Sword in the Stone] is the first choice.

But he had failed once before, so Byron was not too nervous. He calmed down and thought that if he got it, he would be lucky, and if he lost it, he would die.

He stepped forward a few steps and stood in front of the square boulder and the holy sword, and his right hand grasped the hilt.

Catherine and Violet followed him, of course, not really for fun.

They looked at each other, and the spiritual glow on their bodies suddenly appeared.

Huh——!

The two behemoths protected Byron on the left and right, the Mithril Dragon Wings covered the sky, and the Leviathan whale made the lake water rise sharply.

Treasures are often accompanied by strange phenomena when they are born, and the two of them are mainly to be on the safe side.

In the past, no one cared about it because no one could take it away. Now, if it is really pulled out, I wonder how many people will be jealous of the zero-level holy relic.

Byron first fired [Echoes of History] at the Sword in the Stone, and unexpectedly made a new discovery besides the mythological story passed down by word of mouth:

"As everyone knows, [The Sword in the Stone] is the sword of the Knight King in the mythological era.

But few people know that it is actually a fragment of the holy sword [Sword in the Tree] Guram in the Wanmin pantheon.

Legend has it that on the day of the wedding ceremony of King Siger, a certain Wanmin king in ancient times, and Sigourney, a one-eyed man in ragged clothes and a hat visited the big house.

He pierced the sword he was holding into the "Children's Tree" and said to everyone: "Whoever pulls out this sword will be the master of this sword as a reward." ’

After he left, the shocked people realized that this was the democratic god of Bay [God of Prophecy, Kingship and Wild Hunt] Woden.

This sword is the royal power he bestows on the human monarch, symbolizing victory, glory and oath.

Later, the sword broke in a divine battle and was recast by human craftsmen, giving it the symbol of mankind's earliest metallurgical creation.

It traversed the world in the mythical age, leaving behind an eternal legend. Not only has the name of [The Sword in the Stone] not faded over time, but its legend has become increasingly high.

Every praise in the people's mouths is a forging of it. After a full fifteen hundred years of tempering, it has been integrated with the earth's veins, combining the authority of man and earth, and has become stronger.

Perhaps a [Crown] can match it. "

This treasure was obviously stronger than expected, but Byron couldn't be happy and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"I don't have a [Crown] right now."

But, it has come.

He took a deep breath and held the hilt of the sword firmly. Every bone, muscle, and fascia in his body condensed into one force and slowly exerted force.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

His muscles rose, and ripples of power made the surrounding air explode. Even the military uniform on his upper body suddenly exploded into thousands of rags, revealing his perfect muscle lines like marble sculptures.

The Holy Sword, which had been unresponsive for more than a thousand years before, actually glowed slightly at this time.

The dust and rust on the surface peel off little by little, revealing the original brilliant color.

Catherine and Violet were surprised, and they quickly used their huge bodies to block the light of the [Sword in the Stone].

"Drink, drink it for me!"

Byron felt his hands were slightly loose.

A circle of divine light as brilliant as the sun exploded behind his head. If it were not blocked by the two sisters, the light would be enough to illuminate the entire valley surrounded by mountains.

His eyes turned into golden dragon pupils, and scales appeared on his body. He had already used all his power except for the full expansion of the mythical form [Ouroboros].

The sword body and the rock began to shake violently.

Just hear a loud "bang".

Byron actually raised the [Sword in the Stone]!

At this moment, there seemed to be bells and drums ringing in his ears, and trumpets and trumpets blaring together.

The knights vibrated their armor and made hunting noises.

Countless subjects bowed to him once, again, and three times, shouting in unison: "Long live!"

Thousands of people shouted long live together, soaring into the sky.

The waves of shouts, shouts, music, armor ringing, bells and drums were like the resonance of heaven and earth, resounding throughout the North Sea.

However, before Byron could start to drift away, when he looked up, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

"Huh?"

The sword was indeed raised, but it was not just the sword that was raised, but also the hill-like square boulder with the sword inserted into it.

Obviously, it was not that he had met the conditions for drawing out the holy sword, it was simply that he was so strong that bricks flew away, and his brute force was more abnormal than that of a monster and he achieved another feat.

The noise in his ears just now was just an illusion created by his mind.

Byron danced twice casually, and the sharp whistle of "woo woo woo" proved that even this square stone with the seal of the "Sword in the Stone" is a weapon that can cause injury or death if it is rubbed.

"But, what I want is not the Meowth Hammer. If I fight with someone on the sea with it, the ship will sink first, okay?

The most important thing is that the ability of the front-end Holy Sword cannot be used at all. Holding this thing to fight is worse than holding an anchor. "

All the visions disappeared, and the two queens returned to their human form.

She originally wanted to pat her husband on the shoulder to comfort him, but failed to reach it. The two small hands stretched out by Violet and Catherine naturally fell on his chest and abdominal muscles.

While touching, he comforted:

"It doesn't matter, it's already great to have done this."

"At least [The Sword in the Stone] no longer hides itself as a fetish, and has shown its true self to you. Sister, I believe that you will be able to truly unblock the sword sooner or later."

Byron had no choice. In order to prevent it from being stolen by the false god who would come to the kingdom in the future, he just swallowed the stone and sword into the [River Styx] in the shadow.

However, the efforts to pull out the [Sword in the Stone] were frustrated again.

But here is the advantage of long bets and going hand in hand. If the east is not bright and the west is bright, the other arrangement will be very smooth.

By this time, Count Hordaland had already returned to the Kalmar Alliance with the special medicine given to him by Byron and a contact account on Financial Street.

He went there at night and returned at night, but was not discovered by the Kalmar navy, whose vitality was severely damaged and had holes everywhere.

He and his vassals watched with their own eyes that the officers and soldiers infected with "coelenterosis" recovered one by one after taking medicine.

They were all so excited that their faces turned red.

Some people even ignored the ban and shouted: "Praise the Father of Medicine!"

However, there were also clear-headed vassals who consulted Count Hordalan:

"Your Excellency, the King of the Wild Hunt cannot help us in vain, right? What conditions did he put forward?"

The young earl shook his head:

“After His Majesty [King of the Wild Hunt] entertained me to experience the effects of the medicine, he did not charge me any money or make any demands on me.

He just told me that he has a dream to make the Beihai Empire great again. Isn’t it natural to help fellow Gulf people? "

Then, looking around at the thoughtful vassals and officers around him, he continued:

"Everyone, since the leader of the reformist nobles Gustav Vasa was assassinated in the street for opposing the church (Chapter 97), the person we have been waiting for has appeared."

He couldn't help but show admiration in his eyes, and said firmly:

"It's not because of anything else, just because he is kind!"

Hearing this, the others were stunned, and nodded vigorously in agreement.

Straightforward people are the most clear about good and evil. As long as they can be good to their own people, isn't that the greatest good?

Otherwise, do you have to learn from the [Queen of Eternal Night] and continue to lick the church?

Comparing the two, the gap between kings is particularly clear.

Seeing the attitudes of his subordinates, Count Hordalan's eyes were completely firm, and he instructed his confidant butler:

"Invite the reformists and the young military gentlemen to the ball for me.

It's time to hand over the future of the five countries of the Bay People to our young people."