Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 851 - 730: Slave Uprising
"Hahaha, Aiven, look quickly, it's really happening!"
In the garden of St. James's Palace, filled with blooming flowers, Liweina, wearing a pair of diamond-studded high heels, couldn't help but pull on Aiven's arm, jumping around gleefully.
After proposing the coercion plan, the Mind Network had already covered Antwerp City in Frisia. When the first shot was fired by the armed forces under the Eye of Wealth, the Seagull "Elf" immediately signaled them.
Although they couldn't see the brief interaction between the three Angels, the situation unfolding in the city was crystal clear.
The effect of this move was unexpectedly effective; less than the two months they had set as a final deadline, one side applying extreme pressure, the other rising in resistance, and the brains had already been bashed out.
Bang! Bang! Bang!...
In the time they were talking, in the bird's-eye view from above, the newly appointed Governor of the Secret Council had sadly been shot into a sieve by a hail of bullets.
Perhaps thinking that within the Empire, no strong force was necessary, the dispatched Governor only had the power of an Official Knight. Blocked by the sudden chaos, escape was impossible.
Now, even if the Frisians wanted to cease hostilities, Hilus would not let it slide.
The two Monarchs of Tulip, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but beam with joy, as this step finally avenged the previous calculated scheme against them.
Watching the drama unfold is truly satisfying, and watching it continually is even more so.
At this moment.
They sat on the sidelines, watching the tigers fight, sincerely hoping this war would drag on a bit longer, and once fought to completion... no survivors.
"However, once this war starts, you might not get your ransom. No matter how fast Philip II is, he couldn't possibly scrape together a ransom of 3.6 million Golden Lions in such a short time."
After the excitement, Liweina couldn't help but lament over Aiven's missed pocket change.
"Haha, on the contrary, I think that precisely due to the outbreak of civil war, these experienced veterans are even more valuable. Philip II might have to sell everything to ransom them back, and then send them into the Frisian battlefields.
However, my Majesty, since the goal of inciting their armed conflict in a short time has been achieved, why not have our envoy inform Philip II that if they exceed the two-month deadline, we'll raise the ransom by half, take it or leave it."
"Oh? Do you think this war will drag on for a long time? Not like our past punitive war against Ilya?"
Liweina evidently didn't have much confidence in Frisia's strength; what made the feudal dynasties wary was the monstrous tides of Capital and Democracy, not military might.
Her Majesty's greatest expectation was merely to significantly deplete Hilus's strength, as the Hilus Empire remains the world's strongest nation.
Moreover.
A month and a half passed, and as the news of the Galliot Duchy becoming the seventh member state of the Alliance spread throughout the entire human civil world, the monarchs of the seven nations also received a divine oracle from the Goddess.
Seizing this opportunity to try their best to pull the Hilus Empire down from its pedestal, properly legitimizing the Goddess as the Queen and Goddess of Navigation—Sea Monarchy!
Evidently, not only these Human Monarchs, but even the Goddess believed that the Hilus Empire had long occupied the position of the strongest maritime power for too long. Now, it is the closest the Alliance and the Goddess have ever been to that position!
"This war of independence still has a long way to go; the entry of mortals is merely an appetizer, and as I understand it, the peak forces of both sides should be at a stalemate at least."
Aiven wasn't exaggerating; he himself had witnessed two Tier 4 Extraordinaries on the side of the Ancient God.
Those belonging to the Cold Monarch Mordician, the crowned Demon Ghoul, Taunting Tunnel Forager, and the descent of the Maze God, Aihote's child, the Azure Beast.
This doesn't even count the Divine Descendant Chaos Worm known as Eight Hundred Thousand, slain by the Libra Balance Holy Sword.
In recent times, the activities of the Ancient God's Followers have become increasingly active. However, the real question lies in whether the departure of the Azure Beast, possessing Tier 4 power, from the Mist Sea is now possible after the appearance of the descent of "Born in the Light of Aihote"?
Besides.
Though for many years the God of Black Wings hasn't established any fixed place of worship, Aiven would never believe that not a single Tier 4 Titled Knight exists under their command.
Perhaps one of the renowned free Titled Knights on the continent (without establishing a nation) is the secret hand left by that True God long ago.
Judging by the pirates' stronghold established in Sunken Ship Bay within the Mist Sea, it's clear their plans have been longstanding and the latent forces should not be underestimated.
Liweina was very convinced by Aiven's judgment, gently nodding her head and then chuckling mischievously:
"By the way, didn't the Intelligence Department say that possibly due to hasty preparations, Frisia is now still recruiting mercenaries and purchasing arms on a large scale?
If Hilus does indeed pay the full ransom and retrieves those soldiers.
We could lift trade restrictions and provide Frisia a batch of high-quality goods, even Georgia rifles and large-caliber cannons, doing everything possible to maintain the balance of their military power."
Aiven gave her an approving look, deeply appreciating her thorough understanding of the essence of being an Offshore Balancing Hand.
Raising his left hand, a sliver of bright white light danced on his fingertips, sharp as a Flying Saber, capable of easily destroying a palace with one strike, the Scenic: Thunderous Dragon Roar.
"When the conventional warfare progresses significantly, let's see if we can deliver a backstab to plunge this war thoroughly into an abyss. It would be ideal if both sides mutually annihilate each other.
Even if we can take down a Kingdom Guardian of Hilus, it would be a great gain for us. By then, we could probably turn to strategic offense against Hilus."
....
Broken Star Sea Coast Zone, early morning.
Marquis Duke and Lady Nymph were enjoying a sumptuous breakfast, attended by two specially brought Night Spirit Maids.
This luxurious Vice Royal Mansion in Huarez City, after being renovated, had become the official residence of the Marquis, the new Governor.
However, Nymph couldn't bear her husband turning into a true "lonely old man." With the convenience of the [Lifebound Gem: Dream Tour], which was even more convenient than the global flash strike of the [Crown of Miracles], she frequently visited from coast to coast to stay with her husband for a few days.
Jamming a large piece of Black Forest ham into his mouth, the Marquis, pleased with the smooth progress of his policies, chatted with his wife about the topic he was most concerned with:
"Everything big and small has been happening in recent years. I'm not particularly concerned about when our two children will hold their official wedding.
But now, even the Duchy has been established. It's time to continue the bloodlines of the Galliot and Aimoer families. Remember to properly urge them when you return."
"Hehe, back then, we had little Hesi before we were even 40, which was quite a feat. And at that time, I hadn't even broken through to Great Wizard; only you were Tier 3.
Now Aiven is already a Tier 4 [Badge Knight], and Hesi is reaching the peak of Tier 2. It won't be long before she attempts to advance to Upper-Rank Wizard. If we want grandchildren, it will take some time."
"Isn't Aiven's 'Life Tree School' supposed to be good at this kind of thing? Have him do some research..."
Suddenly.
With rapid footsteps, Hawkins hurriedly entered the dining room. After saluting and under their puzzled gazes, he explained somewhat urgently:
"Your Excellency, Marquis, today is the monthly day off you set for the slaves. But outside, a large group of Anuma people have come, demanding to see you, claiming that they want the same national treatment as the Atrean people.
Excluding them completely from citizenship is unfair."
"Hehe, unfair? Far Sails Territory is not without Anuma slaves. I've long seen through their nature. Naturally lazy, they bully the weak but fear the strong, fearing the Nimansite people as their masters, yet looking down on their fellow slave Atreans.
They don't pursue power for equality but for privilege—'I can discriminate against others, but no one can discriminate against me.'" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
The Marquis Duke was obviously unconcerned about their disturbance, taking the napkin handed by the maid and leisurely wiping his mouth.
Among the nine million slaves received by the Duchy, only about fewer than 400,000 were Anuma people. Most of the Anuma brought to the New Continent through triangular trade had gone south.
In fact, the Duchy's high-level officials had long had policies in place. Aiven didn't want these inferior populations at all.
In his vision for the future of this vast continental nation, the dominant ethnic groups were to consist of Nimansite people and Mestizo people, mixed descendants of Nimansite and Atrean people.
There was no place for the naturally idle, unambitious Anuma people, who resorted to violence for everything. Bringing them in was purely inviting trouble, and his father-in-law's thoughts were the same.
The "kind old man" who just wanted grandchildren a moment ago instantly shattered that image, snorted coldly, and stood up, naturally exuding the dignified aura of a Great Knight and Great Noble:
"What we give you is yours; what we don't give, you can't take by force! Hawkins, notify the guards to prepare, authorize the [Gunman] on-the-spot decision-making rights, and let's go out to take a look.
Make these fellows understand that we are neither philanthropists nor slave liberators!"
In the short time it took for Hawkins to come in and report, over a hundred Anuma people gathered densely at the door had already started to make a ruckus, loudly demanding the same treatment as the Atrean people.
"We want equal rights, oppose discrimination."
"We also want citizen status, and we are willing to believe in the Goddess and the 'Father of Creation'!"
"Anuma people are humans too!"
"....."
However.
Just as the Marquis couple, Hawkins, and the two beautiful Night Spirit Maids stepped out the door and before they could inquire about their demands,
Buzz buzz buzz...
After a subtle buzzing sound from the crowd,
"Awo——!"
"They leave us no way out, they want to enslave us to death!"
"Fight them!"
A few tall and burly Anuma people in the front row suddenly had red eyes, veins bulging all over as they howled and broke through the ordinary soldiers maintaining order, charging towards the Marquis couple.
