Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 728 Go with Me
Hughes was stunned. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he had too much to say and it was stuck in his throat.

He is a time traveler, possesses the Golden Throne, is immortal, and has the future of Earth as a reference point. Naturally, he can pursue the power of industry and technology without any burden.

Isabella, the queen, held supreme power in the mortal world, yet she relinquished it without hesitation, choosing to become a mortal.

She lacked Hughes's advantages, yet she chose to believe in the power of mortals and gave everything for it.

Hughes suddenly realized that he shouldn't have doubted her; Isabella would never betray him. For someone as steadfast as her, betrayal would be tantamount to denying herself.

She is a trustworthy and true ally.

He is a comrade.

She would never betray the papacy, at least not before she overthrew it and swept the world with the tide of industry.

As for what happens next, who knows?

"Didn't you ask me before when we were going to start the war?" Isabella's tone was much lighter. Those were difficult choices for her, and just talking about them made her very happy.

After all, she was about to embark on the most difficult path.

She wanted to overthrow the Papacy, she wanted to overthrow the empire, she wanted to overthrow all shackles and barriers, but it was far too difficult for her to do it all by herself alone.

"Now is the time. I will declare war on the Empire. I will fight the entire Papacy. This will be the most powerful enemy, the most stubborn cancer in the world."

"If I succeed, there will be no obstacles on our path forward, and no one will restrict our research and progress. If I fail, then it's up to you."

Hughes looked up and saw that standing before him was no longer Prince William, but Isabella, wearing a crown and holding a longsword.

Her sharp and unyielding will cleaved the high walls of the world, parted the sea of ​​ignorance, and allowed her to stand here.

Perhaps only for a moment, but at least for this moment, she stood before Hughes.

“I will not keep this glory to myself, Count Hughes of the Borderlands, will you come with me?”

Her blood-red eyes looked over, and everything around her seemed to be on fire.

Hughes stood up and extended his hand.

"My pleasure."

Isabella glanced down and grinned.

Their hands were clasped tightly together.

After deciding on the alliance and answering some of Hughes' questions, Isabella returned and the prince took her place.

According to her, she has been resurrected thanks to Bazel, but not fully alive.

The main reason is that Bazel didn't die completely. Bazel, who has a vague connection with the White Disaster, won't actually die before Gwen completely takes control of the Temple of the Forgotten.

But as time goes by, Isabella will gradually recover in the furnace, and the time she can exist each day will become longer and longer, until one day she can completely return the prince's body to him.

This period of time is very short. Isabella confidently stated that she could complete it before the army set off, but her condition would be a little weak. She would only be truly resurrected once Bazel had completely disappeared.

Now Castel not only has half Chloe, half Nora, half Gwen, but also half the Queen.

congratulations.

Hughes was actually a little curious: if Isabella didn't come out through the prince's side, wouldn't she be resurrected in the furnace?
The reason it all came down to the ritual itself. This ritual wasn't essentially resurrection, but rather a sublimation of life form. Therefore, resurrection isn't tied to the victim; the prince, on the other hand, was more connected to her in a mystical way. Incidentally, the prince and she somehow reached an agreement, reconciling their differences and abandoning their quest for revenge.

Perhaps they felt that killing him once would put an end to their hatred?
Hughes didn't ask about these details, but instead inquired with some curiosity about why he could be resurrected by the prince—he wasn't a follower of Isabella.

“The ritual only requires intense, extreme emotions, a will to achieve it even at the cost of one’s life, and emphasizes voluntariness.” Isabella smiled broadly: “Doesn’t he meet all of these criteria?”

Hughes seemed to hear a sigh coming from the air.

However, the idea of ​​using the prince's assassination to escape was truly ingenious, even shifting the blame to the Papacy. Others would only think it was the Papacy's plan, and everyone would think the prince was just a pawn, insignificant.

Hughes was initially distracted and hadn't considered this aspect at all.

After learning these key points, the prince left, while Isabella returned to the furnace to recuperate—hopefully she wouldn't quarrel with the machine spirits there.

Hughes yawned and relaxed. Although there were many unexpected things that happened that day, the final result was good. At least he knew that the prince had not betrayed him.

It's a bit embarrassing to admit, but Bloodharbor is theoretically still the prince's territory; Hughes was the one who came here.

As Hughes stretched, an eye quietly disappeared outside the window.

Nini was lying on the wall in a very ungraceful position, trying her best to cover her mouth so that she wouldn't make a sound.

"Seeing such big news, even being locked up until death would be worth the price of admission!"

Just as she was flipping through her notebook with trembling hands to take notes, she suddenly felt a lightness beneath her and was lifted up.

Ash, expressionless, grabbed Nini by the back of the neck and said coldly, "My lord, we caught an insect. Should we silence it?"

Hughes turned around and saw it was Nini, and burst out laughing: "Weren't you put in solitary confinement? How did you get out?"

“The banshees have all been transferred to maintain order, and the remaining people can’t keep an eye on her,” Ash said.

"Is that so?"

Nini gave a sheepish laugh, her eyes darting away.

Hughes paced around Nini for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Nini, do you want to know the meaning of life? Do you want to really become a journalist?"

Nini instinctively wanted to agree, but then she vaguely felt that something was wrong.

When the lord says this, people usually volunteer to work overtime.

"Tell me what you want to do first!"

"Don't be nervous, it's a job you enjoy, and it'll be a good opportunity for you to redeem yourself," Hughes said with a smile. "We need someone to go to the Rhine to gather intelligence and do some reporting. What do you think?"

"Me? Go to the Rhine?" Nini stared wide-eyed in confusion, pointing to herself with six fingers.

"Correct!"

"Boss, it's not that I don't want to go, but look, I'm not very tall, only about four meters. Wouldn't I be too conspicuous if I went to Rhine and blended into the crowd?"

“I’m asking you to go to the Rhine, not to Rhine City,” Hughes explained patiently. “The Rhine isn’t just Upper Rhine and Lower Rhine, it also has an underground part. We haven’t been able to contact Exa yet. Since you have a telepathic link, you can try going underground to contact Frey.”

Nini's eyes widened, and she began to waver.

(End of this chapter)