Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 637 If they won't give it to us, we'll go get it ourselves!
"And you've reminded me that safety seems to be a major issue once electrification is actually implemented."

Gaia and Monica can now use electricity in conjunction with pollution to mass-produce monsters. If we actually install electric lights in houses in the future, what if there's a short circuit?
The electrical energy in this world is actually at the same level of danger as nuclear radiation on Earth. To utilize it, we must either develop a very comprehensive set of protective measures or wait for a breakthrough in the relevant technology.

Hughes glanced at Monica and Gaia before him, feeling that this technological breakthrough would be faster and more wild than he had imagined.
"In short, the Castel Cathedral doesn't really need any more weapons right now. Let's remove the storm generator and the launchable magnetic lightning rod for now. We can study the specific applications of that valuable electric fish in the conversion of electricity and pollution."

"Of course, these studies are for the future. Let's prepare for the visit to the Mechanical Sanctuary first. I've already sent a letter. As for the delegation, Gaia, Ken, and Zoe Monica have been chosen for now. It's no use looking at it now, and you certainly can't cry about it!"

Looking at Monica, who was pretending to cry while peeking through her fingers, Hughes sighed and explained, "The Candlelight Society and the Mechanical Sanctuary have somehow gotten mixed up together. They have never shown us any goodwill, and there have been many conflicts in the North. This mission can be described as extremely dangerous."

“The Candlelight Order and the Firemoth have always been locked in a life-or-death struggle, so it’s not appropriate for us to send Firemoth’s superhumans directly over there. Zoe, you weren’t originally a member of the Firemoth, and Gaia, you’re a Castel who joined later. The Candlelight Order probably doesn’t know this.”

“Besides, Monica, you are a banshee, and we don’t know how the Candlelight Society will treat alien races. Moreover, you and I have a symbiotic contract, so you can’t go too far from here.”

The shared life pool of the symbiotic contract is a great help in combat, and there were no problems when Castel was not expanding outwards.

But now Castel's territory has extended into the north, which is a bit troublesome.

The banshees are free to roam the island, which is entirely within the symbiotic contract, and they can also go to Bloodharbor, which is not far away.

However, once they go to more distant places, such as the North, a healthy banshee can only last three or four days before she becomes extremely weak and completely loses all her fighting ability.

Just like when the North fought the skeletons, if the banshees wanted to go to the front lines, they had to go together, even Hughes had to go.

Moreover, they can only win and cannot lose. If they fail, it's not a matter of how much they lose, but rather that they will be completely wiped out—including their lord, Hughes.

So please don't cause trouble, okay?

Monica nodded obediently.

"Besides, it's not impossible for me to go to Rhineland for fun in the future."

"Hmm?" Monica's eyes lit up. "My lord, are you going to war with the Candlelight Society?"

In the past, Hughes would have simply denied it—if they had actually conquered an empire, they would still have to put in the effort to manage and operate it. Was the land of the Rhine any more noble than that of Castel? They were just building the same kind of factories.

But after talking with the prince, his thoughts subtly changed. The empress of the empire had once naively believed that as long as things developed, everything would be fine. In the end, she could only eke out a living in someone else's body.

The church is like a cancer in this world. After seizing the path to the extraordinary, it not only leeches off mortals but also blocks all possibilities of progress.

Would the world be better or worse without the extraordinary? Hughes didn't know.

But now that he's here, things can't stay the same. Castel can choose to remain aloof, but he can also try to change the world.

"Whether we go to war with the Candlelight Church is up to them. Gaia, I will give you some of the technology, which Castel gave to the Church for free."

Just like the bolt-action rifle that Hughes gave to the prince when they first arrived at Bloodharbor. "We are willing to share, willing to extend goodwill, willing to cooperate. This gift is Castel's sincerity." Hughes' face darkened, and his expression became more serious. "But Gaia, I need to remind you that this is an extremely dangerous matter."

Gaia blinked, somewhat puzzled: "Danger?"

"Yes, as far as I know, the Mechanical Sanctuary views any technological advancement as heresy. I don't know if they have changed their minds now, but we have to prepare for the worst."

"Such a thing happens?! What about candlelight vigils?"

A candlelight vigil? Ha!

Hughes sneered. He knew all too well how candlelight would cope with technological advancements; even the worker Hughes himself had a large hole in his chest.

"Leaving aside technological advancements, the Papacy can't even tolerate the Queen; she merely reformed the cultural administration system."

Empress Isabella was the restorer of the Holy Mir Empire, and in theory, the Papacy should also benefit from the empire's development.

But they refused. No matter what achievements a mortal might have, if he went against the church's wishes, he would only end up dead. When the worker Hughes was executed, he was not tried, and the queen never had a chance to defend herself.
If Isabella hadn't taken precautions beforehand, her name might be forgotten by everyone now.

"Be cautious, be careful, test their attitude. If we can get the technology back, that would be best; if not..."

Hughes's eyes flickered.

"Then we'll go get it ourselves."

Gaia and Zoe both stiffened and nodded solemnly, while even Monica beside them remained silent.

The room was quiet for a moment, then Hughes suddenly smiled, breaking the solemnity.

"But there's no need to worry too much. You're not fighting alone. Isaac and his Ash Alliance will fully cooperate with you. Although the Banshee can't get through, I've transported a large batch of weapons. There are also the superhumans and the old woman over there, but you'd better be careful when choosing who to ask for help."

Hughes not only sent a letter to the Mechanical Sanctuary, but also gave prior instructions to Isaac.

The primary objective of this mission is to protect the safety of the personnel. If any danger arises, all intelligence missions in this area may be abandoned and the entire team may break out.

At that time, they will be met not only by Castel's men, but also by the prince's army.

The prince had already made preparations; if negotiations broke down here, the battle lines would immediately be pushed forward.

"Alright, take these next few days to prepare. Once we get a message back, we can set off. Of course, if they refuse outright, that would be even simpler. The prince is already impatient."

(End of this chapter)