Throne of the North.

Chapter 551: The Brave Man's Opportunity, the Magicians' First War

The nobility in most of the lands of the Empire were mobilizing for war.

However, the Emperor Elector Volvo would not go to the battlefield in the south. He was keen on power and control, the art of exchange and compromise. Even in the war between the west coast fleet and the Sirens, he did not appear on the battlefield.

The process for Ryan to visit the Elector was more cumbersome than visiting the Grand Duke, but in the end there was no surprise, and as a noble he would not be turned away.

Ryan came with a purpose, and he also came with boxes of gold coins.

"Your Highness, this is your share from last year."

Ryan placed 100,000 gold coins in front of Volvo. Looking at the brilliant gold, even the emperor elect would be distracted.

He was not yet an emperor, and his purse was very tight.

After hearing Ryan's description, Volvo realized that when he was in the North, he gave Ryan 10,000 gold coins to ease a certain relationship.

He never thought that these ten thousand gold coins would become one hundred thousand. It was precisely because of this that the surprise brought by these one hundred thousand gold coins was even greater.

"Is this the profit of the Northern Brave Guild that you mentioned before?"

Volvo said uncertainly that he remembered this name.

"Yes, since you invested 10,000 gold coins, the total profit is 93,512 gold coins and 5 silver coins."

Ryan said a random number and then told the elect that he had rounded it up.

The Emperor Chosen was very surprised and asked:
“Can you really earn that much?”

"Of course, although we provide various conveniences for adventurers for free, if adventurers want to truly enter the North to adventure and obtain the wealth buried in that snowy land, they must purchase weapons and leather armor to arm themselves. The North is very dangerous, and without combat power, you will be frozen to death on the first day."

"When adventurers return from the North and bring back wealth, they will need sharper swords, stronger defenses, and more supplies to enter the North they have not yet set foot in."

"Much of the wealth they earn will go back into purchasing."

“Even if they gain nothing, as long as they set out on a second adventure, they will need to replenish supplies, and the vast land of the North will provide them with a paradise-like environment.”

"There are always lucky people under the snow and wind in the north."

"However, you wouldn't have been able to gain so much originally. However, the North is full of opportunities. Some adventure groups found the legacy of an ancient family in the North. As a reward, the descendants of that family need to pay a large amount of wealth."

"Among these, tens of thousands of gold coins came from this incident, and the rest came from the fact that after this incident broke out, many adventurers were willing to go to the North."

Ryan himself was not sure if any word he said was true, but it didn't matter, the Chosen Emperor would believe it.

How could this high and mighty Emperor Chosen have a clear understanding of the meaning of the number 100,000 gold coins?

The only thing he suspected was...

"Is there really countless wealth in the North?"

Volvo cares more about this, and its eyes light up.

Among the three electors, only he has a great talent in the struggle and control of political power. It is precisely because of this that he increasingly laments that the money he has is not enough.

Politics and economics are connected, aren't they?

"I think this question..."

Ryan looked at the Emperor Selector and asked:
"Your Highness, you should know better than me."

"I've only had the Frozen Territory for a few years, but the Empire's records of the north are measured in hundreds of years."

"Especially those nobles who migrated south a hundred years ago. It was impossible for them to bring all their wealth to the south. However, they would condemn themselves at every banquet, hypocritically trying to ridicule themselves for not going to the north to bring out the wealth left by their ancestors."

"Every time this happens, others always leave with envy and respect, right? Then they start talking about how glorious their ancestors were in the north."

Yes, the royal family of the Flor Empire should be the ones who know this best, because during that period, they really collected countless tolls.

The tolls are so abundant, so what about the hidden ones?

"The population of the North alone is not enough to search the North, even if the population of the South is included. The wealth in the North belongs to whoever finds it, right?"

"You have already obtained the support of Grand Duke Mayes, but being Grand Duke is not enough. We all know that Grand Duke Mayes's motives in supporting you may not be pure enough."

"Thanks to the support of Grand Duke Meyers, you have been able to rebuild the West Sea Fleet. The nobles have seen your ability, but if you really want to win against the other two princes, you need to prove yourself more and prove that you are as good as your father."

Columbus III was an excellent person, and this was something that all the nobles recognized. Even if he launched a war at this moment, the nobles would reject it because of their own interests, but no one thought that the war would drag the empire into the abyss.

He proved it time and time again, which put a lot of pressure on the next generation of emperor elects.

Proving oneself is not only what the emperor needs, but also what the three emperor elects are eager to do.

But now the matter of the West Sea Fleet has been settled for some time, and what follows is just a matter of time. Will Emperor Elector Volvo be at peace because of this?

He wouldn't want to.

He was ahead of the other two electors by one archduke, but this advantage could disappear at any time.

Seeing that Grand Duke Meyers has made his choice, who knows if the other two Grand Dukes will follow suit?
We don't need two of them. We only need Grand Duke Russell, who has a grudge against Grand Duke Mayes. He certainly doesn't want to fall behind Grand Duke Mayes.

Once he made the decision, Archduke Rodrigo actually had no choice.

Therefore, the Grand Duke's advantage lies only in the tests that the emperor had given them before.

It will no longer be an advantage in the future.

With 100,000 gold coins in front of him, Volvo certainly knew that if he could lead a large number of nobles to obtain more wealth, just like the decision at the previous meeting, the emperor could allow the nobles to obtain wealth and land, and they would immediately support the war.

They will also firmly support themselves.

In fact, for the task of rebuilding the West Sea Fleet, Volvo had already wanted to obtain wealth from the most prosperous west coast of the empire, but in the end he gained little. The west coast was extremely prosperous, but every inch of land there was owned by someone. He had talent in politics, but was helpless with the economy.

Ryan's arrival made the Emperor Chosen want to give it a try. Even if he failed... this matter could also be Ryan's responsibility, right?
Volvo is very similar to his father. Columbus III was an emperor who did not take any responsibility. He was unwilling to leave any evidence that might offend others and affect his reputation. This emperor elect learned from him in a very good way.

"The Imperial City already has the Northern Brave Guild. I remember it caused a lot of discussion before. When the miracle of light arrived, the people of the Imperial City fantasized about the snowy kingdom in the north."

Volvo said this, and the North did not appear in the topic of conversation among the people here.

"I can arrange for some adventurers to go to the North. It's a long journey, and I will give them the qualification to safely pass through the noble territory."

The Emperor Chosen said that without the help of the nobles, the population of the Imperial City would not be able to go to the North, let alone leave the Imperial Province.

"If they can bring back wealth, it will also attract more people to the North."

Ryan shook his head. The Emperor Chosen was thinking too simply.

"It's not enough, Your Highness. It's not enough. The people you choose must travel smoothly to the North without being stopped by nobles. In addition, they must also bring back enviable wealth. It can't even be as simple as a few gold coins."

"It has to be ten or a hundred times more to arouse the desire of the people here, so no matter what, they must bring back that wealth, and they have to bring it back smoothly enough."

"Besides that, I think where we really need to let the Northern Brave Guild enter civilian life is not in the Imperial City, nor on the West Coast, but in the South."

"In the land where war is now taking place."

"If Your Highness is willing to support me, after the war is over, help those who have lost their wealth and freedom, let them become adventurers, let them take the initiative to go to the North, and bring back countless gold coins for you." "In the snowy land of the North, among the wealth submerged, I'm afraid only gold coins can be used to measure it, right?"

Ryan told Volvo that war would not only make the victors reap great rewards, but would also make the losers lose everything they had, especially at this moment when the Emperor wanted more than just a victory. He wanted to destroy the country and distribute the land of the Kingdom of Carlos to the nobles of the empire.

So... when the war is over, there will be countless people falling from heaven to hell. The nobles will not kill the nobles, but without their land and wealth, those nobles will be more miserable than death.

They will become an opportunity for the Northern Brave Guild to grow and develop.

If they want to get the land back, they need wealth, whether it is taken back or robbed, but wealth will not appear in the hands of exiled nobles. Just like those wandering nobles, their wealth is always shrinking, rather than accumulating and growing.

At this time, will the Northern Brave Guild give them a guarantee that they can get the wealth?

The newly deceased nobles have the strongest desire to return to their former selves. The Empire has blocked all their roads, and the Northern Brave Guild can be their only lifeline.

They had to seize it, and in this way, the Northern Brave Guild would become their foundation and would naturally grow stronger.

Of course, this premise is that the Empire wins the imagined victory in the war of annihilation, and after the war, the Emperor Elector Volvo has the ability to coordinate the nobles of all parties to restore the freedom of the prisoners of war.

Ryan needs the identity of the Emperor Elect because at times like this, if he wants to see the sparkling gold coins in these boxes again next year, he must take responsibility and pay something.

Volvo didn't feel anything when he was asked to invest 10,000 gold coins before, but now that 100,000 gold coins are in front of him, he is beginning to be tempted. Later on, the benefits brought by the wealth will tie the Emperor Chosen to it tightly.

Therefore, this step is particularly critical for Ryan.
"The Southern War."

Volvo didn't expect that there would be an opportunity to intervene in the Southern War in Ryan.

"Your Highness, most of the team I brought here is to handle this matter. If everything goes well, you won't have to worry about money anymore."

"The Northern Brave Guild was born in the North, in my territory, but the Northern Brave Guild in the South does not necessarily have to be mine."

"If you can build a huge fortune from scratch, I think the nobles will look at you differently."

Volvo's eyes narrowed, and after a long moment he looked at Ryan.

"Baron Ryan, I'm glad to hear your suggestion. I think we can work together to make the Northern Brave Guild flourish and grow, just like the Magicians' Guild that Grand Duke Rodrigo imagined."

Is it the same as that one?

Ryan smiled and raised his glass in approval.

"May your wealth be as great as that of the North."

"the same as you."

……

The war never stopped. The peace of the world could only be felt from the mouths of the nobles. In the Thousand Lakes Province and the Kingdom of Carlos in the south of the empire, there was only endless death and fear.

Countless soldiers came here from all over and were eventually transformed into war machines. The orders of the Empire and the Church left them no chance to retreat, and every day a large number of soldiers fell on this land filled with lakes.

Mage Roman came here two days ago. On the first day, he felt the magical fear brought by death. The large number of deaths unsurprisingly attracted the attention of the abyss demons. If it weren't for the fact that many great beings were in sleep due to the North, they would have paid attention to it.

It’s just that the Lord of the Dawn, or the God of Light, as the Imperials should probably say, has just arrived and hasn’t changed his name yet.

This is His territory. Even though He has fallen into deep sleep, many abyss demons dare not easily touch the kingdom of light.

But even so, as a magician, Master Roman still felt a vague panic.

"It is definitely not a good idea for a magician to come to this battlefield."

He felt that at any moment some terrifying beings would arrive to reap the death and fear of this war. No, it should be said that everything that happened here aroused their greed.

The shadow of war makes the sun in the sky a little dim. Perhaps they are waiting for that day to come.

Mage Roman is in the mage corps of the magic academy. Behind him, one can see that there are many fledgling magicians who are very nervous as it is their first time participating in a war.

Thinking that he could become a member of the magic academy in the future, Roman couldn't help but want to help them relieve their tension.

"Don't worry, we won't appear on the front line of the battlefield. As magicians, you only need to awaken your magic power in the safest place."

"The power of a magician only brings fear to others."

Mage Roman looked around. Yes, as a wizard, they had a large number of elite knights on all sides to protect their safety.

The nobles did not want the magicians to die, especially Archduke Rodrigo who tried to establish the Magicians' Association. Almost half of the surrounding troops belonged to him.

They are safe.

And it's not just the knights, the magic academy's mage corps also has a leader, a legendary and terrifying being.

[Shepherd of Light] Stuart, every legend is well-known in the magician circle, they are real living legends.

No one dared to attack their group of mages with destructive power.

The moment Roman finished speaking, the sky darkened and the smoke of war suddenly became thick. Then, in an instant, holy light pierced the sky and descended from the sky. The dazzling light slanted down towards the mage group.

It was so terrifying that the moment it appeared, ripples appeared on the surface of the distant lake, and the water in the lake began to boil and roar in the blink of an eye.

Just by looking at it, Roman felt that everything in his sight disappeared, leaving only the snow-white world.

He was at a loss and even forgot to cast magic at that moment. Even worse than him were the low-level magicians behind him. They were so terrified that the magic power in their bodies was in chaos and out of control.

[Shepherd of Light] Stuart's wizard robe fluttered as he appeared in the sky, creating a brilliant golden barrier above the heads of all the magicians.

But the next moment, visible cracks appeared on the golden transparent barrier, and the snow-white holy light destroyed his magic, turning into thousands of glowing arrows that fell down, trying to saturate the land below.

In the distance, thousands of soldiers appeared in the field of vision. No one knew how they appeared here, but one could clearly hear the soldiers' violent shouts and charges.

"Kill those evil wizards!!!"

The Knights of Holy Light were roaring and charging with their troops. Looking at these Vatican troops, Leman finally reacted.

It is not because the magicians have the power of destruction that they are safe enough, on the contrary, because they possess the destructive power, the Dawn Church will kill them at all costs.

They are always in the most dangerous places. No matter where they are, where the magicians are is the most dangerous.

"damn it!"

Mage Lehman reacted and green magic burst out from his body. The canopy of an illusory tree rose up, helping a large number of people to block the holy arrows falling from overhead.

"attack!"

At the edge, the knights from the Empire also launched a charge indifferently. The sturdy Highland warhorses made their charge majestic, rumbling quickly across hundreds of meters of land.

At the end of the field of vision, behind the Vatican army, dozens of priests were kneeling on the ground, chanting. The brilliant holy light pierced the smoke in the sky. At this moment, the priests raised their heads, their eyes turned snow-white, and then sublimated and dissipated into points of light in the holy light.

"The Lord has granted me eternal light."

All the soldiers of the Vatican's army were radiating light. They had received powerful blessings, the weapons in their hands were sharper, and their physical strength was beyond before. Then this army covered in snow-white collided with the Empire's Knight Corps.

The heavy sound of impact was heard in the distant sky and on the earth.

(End of this chapter)