Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 20 You Are All Mine
"..."

That is heresy.

No, he can only be a heretic. If he is not a heretic, then what is my side?
The Pilgrim Fleet? Pilgrims? They came here to expand their territory, to commemorate their own fame with the blood and death of the Norsemen.

The title he should have is the one who welcomes back the Holy Grail, and the name he should have is the one who makes the Holy Grail light up again. Instead of watching the other side take out the Holy Grail and recruit them like now.

“…It’s an illusion.”

Sir Joshua wiped the cold sweat from his cheeks, and his voice couldn't stop trembling.

"That's a witchcraft illusion. Yes, everything is caused by witchcraft, just like the weird illusion we just saw. It must be that wizard who studied our Holy Grail and created an illusion to insult and deceive us."

The voice became smoother and smoother, and Joshua's thoughts stabilized as he continued to speak.

He was not a particularly pious man, but for a knight who had risen from the bottom of the knight class, he was now actively trying to welcome the knight back for the sake of his own reputation.

A Holy Grail Knight who brings back the Holy Grail has a much greater honor than an Honorary Knight of a Knight Order. He can even create a city on his own and become a legendary existence, instead of kneeling down to welcome the one who is truly blessed by the Holy Grail.

Yes, there is still a chance. As long as he works together with the Falcon Knights to defeat all the defenseless beachhead troops, Joshua is confident that he can convince others to let him become a Holy Grail Knight.

Even the serfs could not say anything, because once they became Holy Grail Knights, they could be promoted to knight squires or even knights!

What a great reward this is for those serfs!
So it must be possible, there must be no problem!
"That was a wizard's trap. Those Norscans and traitors must have made something. Perhaps the props left over from ancient times triggered some rules."

Joshua's voice gradually became smoother. He looked at the knights under his command and said in a somewhat shrill voice:
"We will pretend to be unaware. As long as we reach the beach, we will take our horses and wipe out all those scum and wizards, just like we did in the beginning! No one can stop us from welcoming the Holy Grail back and making our Raccoon Knights great again—"

"Uncle, the Falcon Knights have already raised the flag of surrender. We are not in an advantageous position..."

"…What? How did they?!"

Joshua's eyes widened as he looked at the other flagship of the Knights Templar, which had a pure white fleur-de-lis flag hanging on its mast and knights lined up on both sides of the deck holding the flag high.

According to Joshua's idea, he also planned to do so.

After all, the other side has some captives, and it is not difficult to torture them to find out some of the equipment and stories of the Knights' chivalrous expedition. So we have to pretend to welcome the Holy Grail, but suddenly come to a ruthless blow.

But now they were in a strange dilemma. If the Raccoon Knights thought the same, then they just happened to have the same idea, and the other party was faster than them.

In this case, even if he killed those barbarians, he would not be able to become the only candidate for the Holy Grail Knight.

And if they really surrender, the navigator needs to warn them or at least make them stop their actions.

As for the navigator who delivered the message... he went crazy a few days ago and was killed by Joshua himself.

It seems like there is no choice left.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Joshua slowly exhaled.

"…We retreat."

"uncle?"

"That wizard deceived the Falcon Knights. The Falcon Knights are no longer worthy of the title of the Holy Grail. Moreover, we don't have a navigator and cannot be sure whether the Holy Grail in the wizard's hand is real or fake, so we retreat." Joshua said fluently, with a righteous expression on his face, as if he was shining brightly.

"We cannot let the blood of the Knights be wasted here in vain. We must go back and report the truth. Get ahead of the bewitched Falcon Knights. They chose to give up the Holy Grail, and we have an obligation to tell everyone the truth. This is our mission."

"…Your will, uncle."

Although the class of knights is not absolute, it is strictly classified.

Although many knights were somewhat puzzled, they still chose to believe their lord. They turned the ships around silently and looked at the glowing black earth with some reluctance.

Although no one said anything, many people knew in their hearts that the black land was the promised land. Everything that happened on that day, as well as Joshua's performance, had been remembered by some people.

At the same time, when the flagship of the Raccoon Knights turned around and left, Oliver stood beside Leon and frowned as he looked at the ship.

"It seems that the Raccoon Knights did not choose to fight. They seemed to run away."

"Is that so? That's a pity. You're missing some compatriots."

Leon said casually, pointing to the sky at the coast.

Under the twist of his will, the magical wind made the surrendered ships move closer to the shore faster and faster, while those leaving were also sent into the departing breeze.

This spectacle caused a small commotion among both the departing and fleeing ships, especially the departing ship of the Raccoon Knights.

He could even control the wind and waves of the ocean to make the ship more stable and faster. If he was really an evil wizard, why didn't he stop them from leaving, but instead sent a blessing breeze on their ship?
"You are very merciful, my lord. You would not even take action against such an attacker."

Looking at the changes in the ocean, Oliver stood beside Leon and said sincerely.

With a twinkling eye, Leon put down his magic-controlling hand and looked at the cultural director beside him.

"Who do you think will make you happy?"

"My Lord, it is undoubtedly you."

"Then in this case, the point of me letting him go is just to let him live in fear? I sent them away not because I was kind, but because I wanted him to spread my story."

Leon looked at the large ship that was cheering and approaching, his voice light but firm.

"He is my eyes, the extension of my voice. As long as he can spread my story from afar, sooner or later someone will come again. Whether they attack or surrender, they will become my people, and I will become us. This is a good thing."

"You are always so thoughtful."

Oliver said with his head bowed respectfully, causing Leon to raise an eyebrow indifferently.

"Just going with the flow... Oh, it looks like the clay has been developed. Do you want to try making pottery? I personally think it's very interesting."

"Is it the work of the serfs?"

"No, it's the work of our civilization. You and I are all part of this civilization. And the wisdom of this civilization is also our wisdom."

Looking at the knights gradually approaching the shore, Leon walked over with a smile on his face and said as he walked:
"Come on, that's perfect. We all need to learn science and technology. After everyone gets used to life here, we can start building our great wonders. This is the first step in our expansion of the Chaos Wasteland."

(End of this chapter)