Chapter 1846: Chapter 1846
Chapter 1846: Chapter 605: His Majesty the King’s Strategic Deployment
Both His Majesty King Sal and Liu Zhenhuan found it utterly baffling regarding the fallen elves’ supposed super ally mentioned by Rommel.
Perhaps even His Majesty himself hadn’t noticed that recently, there seemed to be a series of intriguing records frequently appearing in the “Daily Chronicles” and the “Journal of Affairs”: Sal, summoned by His Excellency Richard, discussed state affairs… Sal, summoned by His Excellency Richard, discussed state affairs… Sal, again summoned by His Excellency Richard, discussed state affairs…
The “Daily Chronicles” and the “Journal of Affairs” are the court archives where Beamon scribes record His Majesty’s daily words, deeds, and major outings. With an attitude of responsibility to history, anything concerning His Majesty, regardless of its triviality, is meticulously documented by the scribes.
Although the title of War God Kampas Skywalkers is quite prestigious, everyone understands that this position is merely honorary and devoid of any real power. Throughout Beamon’s history, it’s rare for a Shaman of Divine Songs to be frequently summoned by His Majesty the King. In fact, a Shaman of Divine Songs having a coherent conversation with His Majesty twice in a lifetime would be remarkable.
However, Liu Zhenhuan achieved this feat successfully. Now, it’s not the King summoning him, but rather him frequently summoning the King.
It must be declared that Liu Zhenhuan didn’t do this to deliberately put on airs or establish dominance. No one in the kingdom found anything inappropriate about His Majesty King Sal being frequently summoned by His Excellency Richard; it all happened so naturally, as if historically kings had always been frequently summoned by the Shaman of Divine Songs.
“Richard, I’m sorry, I really can’t guess what that scoundrel Rommel’s trump card is.” King Sal had no fondness for this dignified and handsome Mulan, so discussing this person privately naturally lacked any pleasant words: “I can’t understand who on the Aegean Continent now would be willing to offend us, Beamon, to help the infamous fallen elves!”
Avoiding warfare is naturally a good thing, and joining forces against enemies is something the Beamon Kingdom yearns for. However, hearing such words from the fallen elves and Rommel makes them less trustworthy.
What particularly irked His Majesty was that these fallen elves dared adopt an infuriating carrot-and-stick approach. Historically, elves who dared such actions met tragic ends. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs Nove1Fire.net
“That’s hard to say,” Liu Zhenhuan didn’t believe that infamy and national interest were related: “As long as there are gains to be had, ninety-nine point nine percent of the world’s politicians would gladly sell their conscience to the devil.”
“But there must be gains first! In the past, our Beamon Kingdom was indeed considered second or third-rate. Our Donau Wasteland neither produced steel nor food, and our regular army couldn’t even ensure iron armor, nor did we have mage configurations! If someone helped the fallen elves back then, it would have been understandable. But now?” His Majesty burst into proud laughter: “Now our kingdom, just in Florent alone, has around six hundred mages. There’s not a single charlatan, freelancing mage, nor wandering magician here, not even a mercenary mage with varying qualifications! In addition to our alliance with the Prairie Elves, the capital now also possesses a small mage troop! In terms of mage quantity and quality, neither the Saint Francisco Empire nor the Pompeii Empire can compare with us! Even at high-level mage standards, we have you, the highest Saint Xiao of the Aegean! Who isn’t aware of this?”
“Tell me, who dares to think we, Beamon, are not a top-tier military power?” His Majesty seemed intent on declaring to the world with the Rhine Tribe’s deep authoritative roar: “Apart from these impudent fallen elves, apart from these banished tribes that should have perished long ago, who else?”
Liu Zhenhuan’s face slightly reddened; His Majesty might have praised him a bit excessively. No matter how shameless, he had to admit that his title of Saint Xiao was quite undeserving! Not to mention a Forbidden Curse, he couldn’t even release a group-wide magic; such a Saint Xiao is merely a pretty ornament in a large-scale war.
However, being praised by His Majesty, Old Liu suddenly realized – so Florent is already this powerful! Not knowing if it’s because “one is lost in the hills,” he hadn’t been aware of this all along.
According to the official statistics of the Aegean Magicians Guild, there are no more than fifteen hundred human mages on the Aegean Continent. Regarding mages of other races, precise statistics are unavailable, but based on probability of success, the numbers shouldn’t be too exaggerated.
Recalling last year’s Red Earth Highland Defense Battle that half-painted Florent red, even combining the Shalba family and the Tornado Mercenary Group, only five mages and three magic apprentices showed up. This was considered an extravagantly luxurious magic ensemble at the time!
The sparse nature of Aegean Magicians, these “kings of war,” can be discerned from such.
Florent now officially has over six hundred Magic Protectors with Leed badges!
This doesn’t even include the second-line mages and giants from the Fierce Tiger Mercenary Corps!
Even in the Demon World, such magical power would be terrifically intimidating!