Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 60 - 59 Communication with Players_2

60: Chapter 59 Communication with Players_2

60 -59 Communication with Players_2

Nobles of lower ranks and branch families rarely make it out of their situations unless they inherit a title.

Many no longer wish to become Professionals.

Unlike your God-favored Race, people here have to put in a lot of effort, talent, and money to become Professionals.

Sometimes, even after giving everything, failure is still the result if the talent is insufficient.

Even if they become Professionals, if the prospects are poor, many prefer to just enjoy their lives.

The loyalty of the nobles to the Royal Family rests upon their domains.

If the nobles desperately protect their territories and the Royal Family does not help, then the nobles’ oaths of loyalty can automatically become invalid.

Furthermore, in Haifasardo, there are a large number of nobles without fiefs who don’t even need to make loyalty oaths.

When they are ennobled, they just have to swear to maintain respect for the Royal Family.

In such cases, they naturally can leave freely.”

Hill suddenly smiled, “Like Edward and Charles, they both have Sky Knights.

If one day they rise up, it is not impossible for another King of Saral to appear.

So when the nobles of Saral were expelled by His Majesty the King, they all followed them.

Perhaps they can even vie for the title of Founding Duke!”

Perfect Bald commented sharply, “You think there isn’t much hope?”

Hill smiled, “His Majesty belongs to the Orderly Camp.

Aren’t you also from a different faction liable to be struck by lightning?

He would never allow Saral to attack a country that has not offended him.

As for the battles between deities among the stars, they won’t affect the mortals below.

Unless King Cortez has gone mad, he wouldn’t dare offend Saral.”

Xiao Liuliu mused, “So upon returning from Haifa, we still have to reach out beyond the Northern Border, right?

No wonder the title of Duke Noran stays with William.”

Perfect Bald suddenly perked up, “I need to talk to Old Dog.

Let those families without lands move beyond the Northern Border, getting a small domain wouldn’t be bad!

Are there many people on the Black and White Path now?”

Romantic Drunk Red Dust nodded, “They are at a disadvantage because they arrived late, the big group that came was the latter 1.2 million.”

Hill asked, “Can you also use the Justice Temple’s Pioneering Decree?”

“No!

It’s the God of Time and Space!” Perfect Bald said, “You can only become an affiliated territory of Saral, swearing not to violate Saral laws, not to betray the country, and respecting the Royal Family is enough.”

Hill was shocked.

If it hadn’t been for chatting with the players on this topic, perhaps he would have had to wait until justice was jeopardized to know what had happened?

Was the God of Time and Space planning to deal with the God of Justice?

Yet He hadn’t directly killed the God of Nobility.

Although the actions of the God of Justice were selfish, at least He hadn’t directly moved against the God of Time and Space.

Furthermore, for over ten thousand years, the God of Justice had at least maintained His stance as orderly and neutral.

If the God of Time and Space killed him, would His alignment shift to evil?

Hill shook his head; it likely wouldn’t go as far as murder, but was he trying to shake the foundations of justice to force Justice to make the first move?

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, he told himself.

Don’t think too much about the affairs between deities, don’t interfere too much.

He asked, “Is it only usable by you all?

Can the nobles of Saral use it too?”

Baldy shook his head, “Not sure, seems like they can’t.

William also won’t let us use the God of Justice’s, he doesn’t plan to grant nobility anymore.

He wants to unify royal power, unify the laws, and the army will also return to state ownership.

As for the former noble territories, he doesn’t plan to manage them; he says they are intangible cultural heritage and will just leave them be as long as they don’t cause trouble.

But that will no longer be the case in the future.”

Hill nodded silently, cursing internally: You are the real antique!

“What about the lands of Mage’s Magic Towers in the future?” Hill continued, “Is there a statement on that?”

“Magisters can buy land to build towers, but they cannot randomly build towns; it must be an approved application.

“It seems that if there are too many civilians, the state must appoint people to manage it.

Just running a shop or a school requires passing an assessment,” Perfect Bald recalled with effort.

“If our town is not well-managed, we can also request William to send someone to manage it.

But then we would only have the title, and could no longer have independent management rights when distributing profits.”

Hill asked, “Does His Majesty the King plan to issue these orders when he officially relocates the capital?”

Baldy nodded, “This was posted on our forum, saying that William is seeking public opinion for amendments.”

Hilton realized, no wonder William had arranged everything for the Spencer Family in advance; practically every Sky Knight had their own domain now.

It wasn’t just about needing the Spencer Family to guard The Great Wall at the Northern Border!

But what could the other nobles of Saral do?

Those bold enough to resist had already been driven out, and those who were timid and survived thus far were even less likely to rebel.

The children who moved away no longer had domains, but they were still not without noble titles.

The knife didn’t cut directly at them; they could endure and it would pass.

As for the mages, few were interested in attracting civilians to settle in their domains anyways.

If they were really interested in worldly affairs, there wouldn’t have been a mage King yet.

William was doing this to guard against nobles causing trouble under the guise of the family’s Magisters.

Hill sighed, both the God of Time and Space and William seemed to have everything under control; their steps were big, but steady—that was good.

Hill indirectly questioned Perfect Bald and others, wanting to confirm when William planned to announce these decrees.

He had to calculate a bit, since the time ratio had changed now.

If it was soon, he would not stay in Haifasardo, but would go directly to Cortez.

After all, that country and Saral shared the same lineage, and the laws were similar.

The scenery could be enjoyed some other time.

The king of Haifasardo was indeed foolish, wanting to reach out to Saral while caring about his reputation.

He claimed to help Edward restore order, doing everything to offend William.

Normally, under such circumstances, kings of other countries would have begged for mercy long ago, yet he ignored and feigned death.

He relied on the fact that the Royal Family of Haifasardo shared blood with the Saral Royal Family.

By lineage, William had to call him ‘grandfather.’

If he was smart, he would turn around and call William ‘grandfather’ to ask for forgiveness!

Whether William had feelings for the Saral Royal Family or not, that was one thing; would he still save face for a grandfather who lost face from three thousand miles away?

This year, the mages of the two countries communicated very frequently, the high-level mages of Haifa no longer cared about how much money they spent.

Hill had always been inquiring with Adrian, and finally confirmed that the mages of Haifasardo had gone through countless cycles from hope to despair.

Even though there were countless nobles begging the king to apologize and make peace sooner, and each time the king sincerely agreed to take these suggestions, the outcome was always silent.

Now, they were just planning to swear fealty to William in the most dignified way possible, so they kept contacting their counterparts in Saral to find out about the royal treatment for mages.

Adrian once told Hill, no wonder the king liked Edward so much; Edward probably resembled their Royal Family the closest.

The King of Saral left the kingdom and founded his own because he was too diligent and didn’t fit in with the Royal Family.

Although he was not very bright, like Charles.

At least he was receptive to his followers’ opinions.

And although Charles was aggressive and arrogant, he had indeed not made a move against William at first; he only kicked him when he was down.

So when Charles left, William turned a blind eye, letting him and Duke Kral take away a lot of wealth.

Edward, aside from his wife, his son-in-law’s family, and a few Earls, William nearly intercepted all their clandestine wealth.

At that time, Fran had also interfered, and Edward’s wife Sarna’s family was forced to sell all their assets in Obastian cheaply.

After all, to establish themselves outside, what they needed was Crystal Stone, and in Saral, the only ones with the most Crystal Stone were the legendary and singular Alchemist Master Fran.

Legends care not for these wastrels.

Hill didn’t even need to inquire to know the outcome; Fran was no saint.

It’s also unclear how the inheritance of Haifasardo really works; the founding king there was also very capable, it’s just that the descendants leave much to be desired.

There are few like Charles.

If not for the King of Saral leaving early to found the kingdom, Haifasardo might have become the first nation destroyed by Magical Beasts, a story passed down through the ages.