Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 664 - 434: Above the King

The midday sun was dazzling.

The man standing with his back to the light had a slightly pale complexion due to long periods of lying in bed, but as he slowly stepped down the stairs, almost everyone was cheering for him.

"Saint Losa, Saint Losa!"

"Long live the Grand Marshal!"

Unbeknownst to anyone, the ladies appeared in the stands, each with a different expression.

Prajna took out a notebook with a calm expression and recorded the scene before her with a charcoal pencil.

Jeanne held a bottle of glass wine that had been improved in the workshop, took a small sip, and although she said nothing, she gave off a feeling of "watching one's child grow up." She appeared quite benevolent.

Furin, on the other hand, was smug, as if the protagonist of the people's cheers wasn't Losa, but her.

Cherinita felt a sense of relief, but there was still a hint of apology in her eyes.

Lavinia gently adjusted her glasses with her finger and asked Nina beside her, "Nina, isn't sainthood only given to the dead?"

Cherinita didn't know how to explain it for a moment, thought for a bit, and said, "That's sainthood from the Church. This sainthood is granted by the people, not the Church."

Losa waved away the Duke's New Spear and came to face Philip II, who forced a smile.

"Your Majesty Philip, may I say a few words?"

Philip forced a smile and said, "Of course, you may."

At this point, what else can I say, ask you to step down?

Richard finally couldn't hold it anymore and burst into laughter. All my strategies in the end made clothes for someone else: "Philip, this guy always thought he was extremely smart, yet he did something even the most foolish wouldn't do."

Losa cleared his throat. He didn't need any loud magic potion, as his spiritual power was now strong enough to convey his voice to everyone. Even without other abilities, he was qualified to be a high wizard.

"Gentlemen, brothers in Christ from afar, many are curious why I've been shut in during this time. Rumors say the Saracens attacked me, leaving me gravely injured and near death. Indeed, that is the case. But unfortunately, God did not wish for me to return to His embrace before fulfilling my mission, so I recovered."

"God save the King!"

"Heaven bless our Lord Losa!"

Losa smiled and raised his hand to stop the people's cheers, saying, "Everyone knows that a horrifying massacre occurred in Rashid, the capital city of the Saracens' Buhayra Province. Most of the tens of thousands in the city were killed or injured, leaving the city half in ruins. Adil claims this is a sin I've committed..."

"Killing heretics is not a sin!"

"It's the Duke's glory!"

Before Losa could finish, the Crusaders began to stir.

Losa shook his head, and just this little movement left his long-rested body somewhat fatigued.

Yet he felt extraordinarily well.

This tangible, real feeling was something he deeply missed.

In the memory world, no matter how vivid, it was still fake. Fake is fake.

He woke up this morning, at just the right time.

The struggle with the Ghost Dragon's soul was no longer an issue after his awakening.

Modern society's weapons far exceeded what medieval magic could handle. Even if the Ghost Dragon's will completely awoke and summoned a group of ancient dragon species, it couldn't withstand a single Dongfeng Express. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

However, the Ghost Dragon's soul was indeed much more resilient than his. After a long tug-of-war, the Ghost Dragon's soul was finally completely shattered, becoming nourishment for himself, advancing the milestone of [Bathed in Dragon Blood] one step further.

"Gentlemen, this is the Saracens' inverted claim of justice."

Losa began to slowly recount the truth. Though war causes deaths and casualties, he hoped to reduce unnecessary casualties where possible. He didn't want the phrase "killing heretics isn't murder but a path to redemption" to continue rampant.

"I said such evil magic that turns people into ghouls absolutely couldn't be something the master would use."

"These heretics are truly vile; they sacrificed half a city of their own people just to kill Lord Losa!"

"No wonder! I heard before that it was a Demon Dragon that destroyed Rashid City. As everyone knows, the Saracens had driven a Demon Dragon during the Battle of Galilee before, and it seems that Demon Dragon went out of control."

"Indeed, Demon Dragons are inherently violent. How can they be easily tamed? The Saracens are lifting a rock only to drop it on their own feet!"

The Crusaders quickly accepted this explanation.

Then someone naturally thought: "If it weren't for the Duke, wouldn't this disaster that destroyed Rashid have befallen us?"

"It's God's will that the master saved the Crusade once again!"

"Saint Losa!"

The cheers were deafening.

Losa glanced at Philip, who was calming down and smiling gently, nodding to him with a smile: "Your Majesty, please continue today's election. This is what's most urgent now. As I said earlier, the Saracens are not so easy to deal with, and we need to unite."

Even with Philip's good demeanor, he couldn't help but feel like swearing at this moment.

If you want to elect, elect. I was ready to be a backdrop, and you still want me to announce your election results?

...

The result, of course, goes without saying.

Losa was re-elected, or rather remained, as the Grand Marshal of the Crusaders with an overwhelming advantage. According to the kings' agreement, even Baldwin IV, Philip II, and Richard I, the three kings, had to follow Losa's decisions after this military council.

From a legal standpoint, he had become the undisputed Supreme Commander of this Crusade.

You've activated the milestone: Above the King. (In your command hierarchy, there are at least three lords with kingdom-level titles)

You've successfully completed the milestone: Above the King. (Before you, even those as noble as kings must bow their heads and obey, even if limited to this war; you still temporarily possess authority above a king)

You've received rewards: Emperor's Ring, blank combat records.

Emperor's Ring: Your legitimacy in rule significantly increases. In battle, you can choose to seal one of the opponent's magic artifacts (excluding legendary level) unless they bear the title of Emperor or granted by the Pope.

Evaluation: The Emperor's position is higher than the King's, as shown by the elevation of the Duchy of Bohemia to a Kingdom by the Emperor and the Pope.

The rewards for killing the Ghost Dragon are an increase in your Dragon Blood milestone progress, and an increase of thirty in your Spiritual Power attribute.

You've acquired two talents from the "Ghost Dragon": 1: "Immortal Soul," granting an additional immunity from partial to complete against spiritual attacks. 2: Your talent "Karelian Fire Dragon Breath" will gain additional effects at the soul level.

Your Dragon Descendant Bloodline Awakening Level has increased again.

You can now temporarily activate your bloodline power to reveal your true Giant Dragon form.

Although the confrontation at the soul level with the Ghost Dragon was perilous, the benefits gained were equally substantial.

Though I haven't tested it yet, I wonder whether I will emerge in my youth or as an adult dragon once I fully awaken my bloodline's power.

Losa took a deep breath and announced, "Brothers in Christ, I swear in the name of the Heavenly Father that I will bring victory to you all, as always!"