Chapter 938: Chapter 533: Disaster from the Sky, It’s Not Good Fortune You Should Fear, but Bad Humans

"How can you control the sea monster tainted by a higher existence? How did you manage to do it?!"

[Kingdom’s Guardian] John Hawkins also witnessed the unbelievable scene before him, unable to continue exposing Byron’s dark history.

When they left the Kingdom of Hightins, the Earl’s Party and the Royalist Party had just torn their masks off using the "Death Stranding incident" as a fuse, initiating yet another throne war that made [Kingdom’s Guardian] difficult to remain neutral.

At that time, Saint Byron was still loyal, the "Last of Lancaster" remained out of sight.

After departing from the Kingdom, [Banshee’s Wail] specifically sought out Byron a few times, but was blocked by [Storm Sigil Ring]’s ability to shield against divination, ultimately leading to no results.

Though Hawkins considered Byron his "life-long rival" in the realm of education, he was naturally constrained by the oath of [Kingdom’s Guardian].

Having personally experienced the glorious and declining periods of Hightins, Hawkins held an unshakable obsession in his heart: "To make the Kingdom great again, to restore its former glory."

He truly did not wish for his student to die silently in a corner of the sea; enough blood of the Lancaster Dynasty has been shed already.

But the world changed too rapidly, so quickly that even he, a man of advanced age, felt overwhelmed.

Hawkins even started doubting if he had fallen into a time corridor, although he had only left home for half a year, the outside world seemed to have passed by several decades.

Byron, the problematic student of those times, not only consecutively eliminated the Royalist and Earl’s Parties and crowned himself king, but also smoothly ascended to the Fifth Order [False God], thoroughly surpassing him in power and life essence.

Now, he couldn’t even comprehend what methods Byron was employing.

While reflecting on Byron’s growth, Hawkins remembered the catchphrase he once used as an instructor of practical courses at Eton College:

"You are the worst batch of students I ever taught!"

Whether he actually said it during Byron’s batch, or on which day he said it, wasn’t very clear anymore.

But he distinctly remembered saying it to... every batch of students!

Just like how he always said to every batch of students: "Today the grammar teacher is sick, so we’ll have unrestricted combat in this class."

The literature teachers working with him were constantly frail and sickly, and his students were always inadequate compared to him, the dignified Fifth Order Legendary Knight.

At this moment, being slapped in the face by Byron, the problematic student, Hawkins couldn’t help but blush, but more so he felt pride and gratification.

To teach a student surpassing oneself is indeed every teacher’s honor.

As long as Hightins’ national strength enhances, he wouldn’t mind enduring the humiliation.

"Though I ultimately became the [Master of the Fishing Spot] obsessed with fishing, at least Byron is half to thank for it.

As long as I re-assume my responsibilities as a teacher and assist him, this new king, in governing the country, he is bound to become an insightful monarch like his grandfather, His Majesty Henry V."

At this moment, he had already lost sight of himself amid the accomplishments achieved by his student, long forgotten his own reality of "mediocre but ambitious," once again puffing his chest high.

Then, flashes of green light appeared around several individuals, as the First Level Ship [Blue Dragon King] alongside the expanded Phantom Fleet, restructured after capturing the Devil’s Fleet, arrived at the battlefield.

"Guardian of the Kingdom, we haven’t seen you in two years, yet your charm remains unchanged."

Prince Sorrenberg, who hadn’t had time to change out of his formal wear, cheerfully greeted Hawkins.

[Kingdom’s Guardian], a position of high prestige, even members of the Royal Family were obligated to salute when meeting him.

Evidently, following Byron’s orders, the entire Kingdom was set into motion.

Uncle Henry VI had already gone to the coastal city opposite the beast tide’s advancing route, organizing manpower to prepare for a potential assault.

The more agile individuals had all been deployed to the sea, preparing a contingency plan in case of failure to drive away the threat.

Behind [Blue Dragon King], a massive vortex unfolded, with a few barnacle crabs assisting the deployment of main fleets led by [Quasi-Legendary Warship] from the Strait Fleet to this location.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

In the blink of an eye, the tumultuous sea before them was crowded with a grand fleet lined up in formation.

Accompanying them was the large species sea monster Ammonite Shell that had been dormant for a while.

Since Byron ascended to [False God], Shell as a contracted sea monster was also cleansed by the Divine Aura equipped with [Transformation] authority, rapidly expanding in size, progressing towards a size exceeding sixty meters.

Mysterious runes had grown on its shell, expected to acquire new abilities upon metamorphosis completion.

Hawkins’ expression had become somewhat numb.

Every time he thought this was the new king’s limit, the other would surprise him again.

The Devil is hidden in the details, Legendary Warship, Peak Combat Power, Fleet Scale, Reaction Capability, Organizational Power, Deployment Capability... anyone knowledgeable in the field could see the combat strength of this new force without a fight.

After a series of shocks, Hawkins finally reopened the long-sealed Law Net, using [Kingdom’s Guardian] authority to access relevant records within Hightins’ collective subconscious sea, witnessing the series of events occurring during this period.

Especially the recent coronation ceremony held at Canterbury Cathedral.

The "Saint Byron" with a complex expression and his [Holy Spirit] followers, world-renowned "Great Good Man", subdued ministers, Royal National Church, Myriad Wings Angel... countless "unique skills" lurking beneath the water were innumerable.