[King of the Wild Hunt] His Majesty Byron could only obediently listen, not daring to refute his mother at all.

It was Bruh who came to report the tally of the spoils, saving his life.

Years as a daughter-in-law, now a mother-in-law, this loyal Guardian Knight had red-rimmed eyes from emotion and couldn’t resist saying:

"Your Majesty, after the end of His Majesty Henry V’s reign, the Royal Navy Channel Fleet, whose command had slipped away, has all returned to your hands.

There are only four sunk in total, they can all be refitted for service again.

Ordinary soldiers have no choice; they follow their officers, who follow you.

Just insert the pirate officers trained over the past two years under the ’Captain 721 Fission Mode’ into the seven fleets, and you’ll again have a complete powerful army.

Also, after removing the label of rebellion, sailing through the North Sea shouldn’t invite attacks from the [Northern Sea Leviathan Kraken]."

Then several key prisoners were brought before Byron.

The Fleet Commander [Star Shooter] Barrett of the quasi-Legendary Warship [Centaurus Constellation Number]’s Third Fleet, was a family retainer of the White Rose during the old Duke of York’s time, and belonged to the core stubborn faction.

The Fleet Commander [Furious Fox] Fox of the Fourth Fleet was a staunch supporter of the Kingmaker Warwick.

Not much to say, these two highest-ranking enemy generals were transformed into [Wild Hunt Servants] by Byron on the spot.

The title ability of [King of the Wild Hunt] requires a limit of four [Wild Hunt Servants] of equal or higher rank; each lower rank doubles the number.

Meaning, now Fourth Order [Wild Hunt Servants] can be eight.

Originally, there were only Gustav Habsburg and the Bayfolk Exile [Goddess of Love and Beauty] Freya, leaving plenty of room for the remaining quota.

Archbishop Robins of Canterbury had been surrounded and attacked by Teresa and a group of Fourth Order Pirate Warlords, never finding an opportunity to escape.

Once Byron, using his position as King and God of Hightins, stripped the opponent of the title of bishop of the diocese, he immediately fell.

Killing one Cardinal Archbishop is murder, killing two is also murder; having already killed Babatila, killing Robins as well would not make a difference.

Byron graciously accepted his soul, the Blood of Transformation, transcendent abilities of the Order of Sanctity, and acquired a second [Bishop’s Authority Ring].

God cannot be looked upon directly, cannot be resisted, and certainly cannot bleed!

When God begins to bleed, everyone sees the facade, and when the divine aura fades, innumerable hands will drag him from the altar.

With Byron setting the precedent, the Orthodox Church will face more gravediggers in the future.

Of course, Byron hadn’t forgotten the most important matter.

When his father returned with the spoils of a dozen ghost battleships, a host of Lancaster descended with swirling shadows upon [The Golden Deer].

Byron released those three Georges again.

Duke of Clarence, even knowing the Lancasters aboard [Blue Dragon King] weren’t fully dead, nearly wet himself upon seeing those familiar, bloodthirsty faces.

Golden George, representing "Beastliness," and Flesh George, representing "Human Nature," immediately knelt, kowtowing like garlic pounding:

"Spare my life, spare my life! I’m just a worthless fool, I won’t compete for the throne, I truly won’t!"

Proving his nature is weak, and self-awareness very fragile.

Only Silver George, embodying "Divinity," stood proudly:

"Kill if you must! Not killing... even better!

With such backbone, how about only killing the other two and leaving me be?"

Clearly, George’s sense of morality and shame was not plentiful.

For the first time, everyone saw each of the "Three Me’s" make different decisions, all feeling strange.

Very curious, if offered a piece of candy or a knife, each of the Georges would choose distinctly different, wouldn’t they?

Byron wasn’t interested in the man’s jests, clasping hands to rejoin the three Georges into one, their bodies lying rigidly on the deck, unable to move.

With a flick of his finger, a spark of Divine Radiance transformed into a crimson snake full of eyes, burrowing into George’s chest.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

George began to scream like being flayed alive, veins bulging from his heart, with dozens of blood-red eyes "pop pop pop" emerging in succession.

Using his bloodline as guidance, each eye reflected a figure from the York family.

Whether old folks nearing death, unborn children, or even unknown bastards, all laid bare.

Without the protection of [Royal Iron Rule - Great Charter], they were no different from an ordinary noble family.

In front of Byron’s enhanced version of the [Bloodhunt Curse], feeble like any ordinary person.

A screaming George met the gaze of one eye, seeing his newly pregnant wife for the first time, summoning courage:

"Stop! Many in the York family are innocent, they know nothing!"

Byron’s gaze didn’t waver, acknowledging with a nod.

"Indeed, every family has innocents, even children clueless of the world.

But since when you used [Touch of the Kraken] to massacre Lancaster, disregarding our women and children, we need not care.

Hopefully, other families on the continent will take your lesson to heart in future struggles.