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In comparison, the patriots were rebels, while Al, after seizing power, was legitimately carrying out the act of cleansing the country. He had the unanimous endorsement of the people, justice, and the church. Apart from some people complaining that he killed too many people and took the opportunity to exclude dissidents, not many people thought that this was a bad thing.

Even the government, blue hats and grassroots activists often feel that:

Not enough kills!

Just lack of pictures!

Your Majesty, please don't be soft-hearted! The world of virtue can only be created by eradicating all sins. My heaven on earth, my heaven on earth...

Chapter 6: Miragliano [K chapter! ]

Ai'er's reputation, at least in the entire mortal dimension, can barely be said to be "emerging", and in the Southern Kingdom it should be averagely "famous".

The United Kingdom's efficient and clean administration, as well as the vitality and progress that the new systems and policies have brought to society, have made the new kingdom's reputation very good in the surrounding areas, at least among businessmen, seafarers and other professions that have frequent cross-border and cross-regional exchanges.

It's not like in Tyrell, where once two city-states become hostile, they immediately start to find ways to mess with the other side's merchants. Commercial nobles and commercial princes compete with each other, frame each other, and mix in various conflicts such as family and regional feuds. They change their orders every day, and a sudden conflict can bankrupt a dozen merchants who have made wrong investments.

So although in terms of public opinion and national level, the Tyrells after Aiel ascended the throne were hostile to their western neighbors who had changed their allegiance, the local merchant guilds, large and small, and even the control of city-states, as well as the money of commercial nobles and princes, were quite fond of the United Kingdom.

Because mercenary culture is deeply rooted, city-states and city-states do not have standing armies and rely on mercenaries to fight. In addition to accepting various tasks, it is normal for armed organizations of all sizes to occasionally COS as bandits and plunder caravans and towns.

It is almost incomprehensible for Aiur that a prosperous maritime kingdom has a large number of bandits and looters. Because of this weird "chaotic order", Tyrell is not like its neighbor Estalia, which has made a certain degree of "challenging route" after the great war. At least it has a supreme ruler and a legitimate king in name, and all other city-states have been downgraded from independent places to "king-electing provinces" within the empire.

The Tireans have never formed a large unified kingdom. Each of their major cities, such as Lusigni, Remas, Verezzo, Miragliano and Trantio, has its own long history and proud heritage. Even the strong people within their own ranks will not surrender easily. For example, the Estalia people almost chose a pig to sit on the throne of the city prince. But in Tirean, Tobaro, who was closest to Estalia, actually chose a pig to be the prince, named "Piglo I". In the end, the pig king lived until old age and fell off the city wall and died. The original opposition came to power and became the new prince.

In this case, although Tyrell, like Estalia, is a peninsula kingdom that focuses on trade, the domestic business environment is actually not very good. Fortune and wealth are sought in danger, and those who can succeed are those with good luck and strength. The overall domestic environment of Tyrell is still maintained at a medium to low intensity of competition, but it will not lead to the decline of the country due to mutual attacks. It is an alternative threshold screening.

In Valentine's time, the various city-states and regions of Tyrell were hostile to each other, and it was common for families in the same place to regard each other as blood feuds. Family feuds and conflicts between city-states were the main themes within Tyrell. It was against this backdrop that Valentine's family was massacred by her lover's family, and finally slaughtered by Valentine who returned for revenge...

.........

In contrast, the "stable" environment and abundant business opportunities that the United Kingdom (Estalia) can provide are so comfortable for Tyrell merchants.

Although Al does not like the unbridled growth of profit-seeking businessmen, and has set up many special laws and regulations to restrict and standardize operations in the business field, compared with the risks of overseas and domestic investment and trade activities, a stable environment is enough to attract businessmen.

After the Grand Master's nephew, Alessandro Visconti, fled back to Miragliano, as public opinion in neighboring countries erupted, a similar storm was brewing in this capital city that now had the uncrowned Tyrell overlord.

During the Great War, the city was almost reduced to ruins by rampant rat tides and Beastmen warbands, with bones everywhere and traces of rodents' teeth, but the northern expedition of the Nehekhara fleet saved the then precarious southern world. Although the purpose of the proud Tomb Kings' expedition was not to "save the weak races in distress" but to "punish the Chaos bastards who dared to invade the territory of Nehekhara", they did help the southerners at that time.

Then the Holy War Alliance composed of the forces of Order pursued the enemy northward and basically eliminated the remnants of Chaos on the continent. The Dwarves joined the rebuilt factory city of Nuln, where they produced countless amounts of gunpowder, supporting the Holy War Army that passed through the bottomless cave corridor to destroy the Skaven. The entire Withered Swamp was burned by the angry Holy Fire. Miragliano was also rebuilt with the help of the Holy War Alliance, and received support from the Empire, Dwarves, and Elves. It was the first city in Tyrell to recover.

And thanks to the "Withered Swamp" that was turned from a rotten land into a fertile wetland by the restorative power of the Shepherd, Miragliano gained great advantages in agricultural production and continued to maintain its dominant position in Tyrell since the legendary figure Poggio the Besieger.

The famous Myrmidia Temple is also located here. After the Great War, the War Church was reorganized. One in the north and two in the south selected three great leaders from the three main factions of the War Church, one in Middenheim, one in Margarita, and the remaining one naturally sat in Miragliano.

An urgent meeting was immediately held in the Great Temple of Myrmidia as news of the unrest in the neighboring country arrived.

Although divided and loose, the Tyrells also know that unrestrained fighting will only lead them into endless internal friction, which will greatly deplete the overall national strength. Once faced with foreign enemies or other tests, it will be difficult to sustain. Therefore, they also need someone to mediate as a third party with both credibility and ability to curb conflicts in a timely manner. They are also willing to resolve some issues that do not involve their bottom line and core interests through negotiations.

The church shoulders such a role. They are the arbitrators. In the blood feuds between families and the struggles for interests between chambers of commerce, once one of the parties can no longer hold on, or feels that there is no need to continue the bloodshed, they can seek the intervention of the church and let the war leaders in golden robes preside over the convening of a peace conference to resolve the disputes between the two sides through negotiations and stop the conflict.

The generations of rulers of Miragliano after the Great War were all well versed in the strategy of keeping a low profile. They learned the lesson that although the Besiegers were invincible and possessed the strongest power in the land of Tyrell, they eventually died in a conspiracy brought about by an unfortunate marriage. In the end, their huge army fell apart, and the position of Miragliano overlord faded.

They did not wantonly expand their influence, but subtly used marriages, aid transactions and other means to weave a large network that reached the entire kingdom. At the same time, they created a very mysterious special agent force. The princes of all generations lived in seclusion in the towering fortress palaces, and were called "Shadow Princes" by the outside world half ironically and half in awe.

At the same time, it also provides strong support to the church, so that although there is no substantial unification, the authority of Grand Patriarch Miragliano in Tyrell is not weaker than that of His Majesty Gregory of Margarita.

The person who presided over today's meeting was the Grand Master of the Church of War of Miragliano, Leonardo Visconti, the "Eagle of the South", and the representative of the "Prince of Shadows" also appeared on the scene.

In the side hall of the church, which is used for prayers in special circumstances, many distinguished people appeared, including representatives of the Chamber of Commerce, noble cardinals, legendary mercenaries, and dignitaries in the prince's government...

Dozens of people gathered in this small, dark church, representing almost all forces in Miragliano. If they had a unified will, they could declare war on any place on behalf of the city.

The gloomy-faced archbishop stood on the pulpit, behind him was the statue of the goddess of war, Farsight, holding a spear and gazing into the distance. It was one of the most common statue styles, but there was one difference: the left hand of this goddess was not bent in front of her body with a flying eagle on it, but stretched forward, holding a hideous demon head whose face could not be seen clearly.

It looks a bit bloody and murderous.

Archbishop Leonardo was dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding a sharp scepter in one hand and a golden scale in the other. His attendants were holding a stand, on which stood a majestic and handsome eagle with golden feathers, staring at everyone present with a pair of sharp eagle eyes.

The High Priest was not wearing an ordinary priest robe. He was covered with a gorgeous cloak on the outside and a heavy set of plate armor on the inside. The plate was smeared with holy oil and the goddess's prayer texts. Although he wore a tall square golden crown on his head, a majestic helmet was placed on the pulpit in front of him where the scriptures should have been placed.

He doesn't look like a priest, but a warrior who is ready to go to the battlefield at any time, swinging a hammer and smashing the enemy's head.

The Grand Patriarch's attire brought a sense of seriousness to this "private" exchange. Some people couldn't help whispering to each other and exchanging information. They were very curious about what this Grand Patriarch, who was known for his seriousness, old-fashionedness, fanaticism, stubbornness, and fanatical stubbornness, would do in the face of the big mess caused by his own nephew.

Severe punishment without mercy?

Alessandro Visconti was one of the only three male descendants of the Visconti family in this generation. His elder brother had been in poor health due to an accident in the past, so he was regarded as the heir-to-be. Although he was forced to have children because of his sometimes erratic personality, there was still a chance to make up for it from the next generation if this generation failed.

In the past, Alessandro, because his elder brother was outstanding and attracted everyone's attention, lived a very free and easy life without any competitive pressure. The family and the archbishop doted on him very much. There were even rumors that Alessandro Visconti was the illegitimate son of Leonardo Visconti before he became the archbishop, and that he was fostered by his brother and treated as a nephew.

Everyone wanted to know how the Archbishop would deal with the trouble caused by Alessandro Visconti, who was either his nephew or his son but a blood relative nonetheless.

Killing relatives for righteousness?

Or is it protecting and shielding?

Now Tobaro has started to spread the word:

The Grand Master indulged his dissolute nephew in his mischief, which caused a major diplomatic incident in the delegation and angered the kings and people of neighboring countries, who fled back to Miragliano in a panic to seek asylum. Now Margarita is clamoring to go to war with Tyrell!

As the principality closest to the United Kingdom both by land and sea, Tobaro has no interest in going to war with the United Kingdom. It is clear that as long as the enemy wants to attack, the first target will definitely be Tobaro. Originally, they were very close to the Withered Swamp where the Skaven City is located, but because Miragliano occupied it in advance, after an attempt to expand on land failed, they focused on mining, trade, colonization and other matters.

With its rich silver mines and gem resources, Tobaro has no idea of ​​expansion. For them, a normal and orderly development is the best life.

So I don't have any thoughts on this kind of thing, including the unfriendly remarks that have been popular within Tyrell towards the United Kingdom in recent times.

Their strength is enough to live a good life behind closed doors. Fighting outside? No point...

What's more, a dandy boy humiliated another king, and the Grand Master was willing to cover it up?

However, many people who know about this are very curious about how beautiful the "wise king" who is praised by all people is to make Alessandro, the heir to the first noble family Visconti, lose his composure and propose to him in court...

But this is just the opinion of some people. Within a country, there are doves and hawks, and there are fighters wherever there are people who live.

The overall thinking of the principalities like Miragliano, Remas, Lusigni, etc. tends to be tough on the United Kingdom, although they also think highly of that group of people who once had the best timing, location and people, but in the end achieved nothing and had to rely on their allies to restore their country, but they did not dare to fight for the great opportunity right in front of them, and were even robbed by pirates and ran away.

In the end, the people of their own capital welcomed the foreign monarch to be their king, while their own side was driven out of their homeland in disgrace without even making a loud noise.

If they had just started a rebellion and then fled to Tyrell, the hawks would have had a good reason to interfere, but now a group of exiles who had failed in an internal struggle have come here. If they send troops under the banner of restoring the royal family, even the people of Estalia will not support them.

so.......

"so!"

The head patriarch’s face looked even gloomier in the dim hall. He slammed his fist on the edge of the table, causing the heavy scriptures to “jump” up.

"We must immediately call on all righteous believers to go to the west and fight against the pagans there! Drive them out of the earthly kingdom of Myrmidia! Drive them all out, leaving no one behind!"

"Call upon allies from Bretonnia, faithful from the Empire, dwarves, elves, Kislevites!"

"We must eradicate the filth that is infesting the South and the pagans who have usurped the throne!"

He roared, and his golden crown trembled, as if it would fall to the ground at any time, but the archbishop would put on his helmet without hesitation, completely transforming into a fanatical warrior to call on believers to go to the battlefield.

Some of the audience members showed devout agreement, some had no expression on their faces, and some lowered their heads, wondering what they were thinking about.

A young business representative mustered up the courage to stand up. It was the first time he spoke on such an occasion.

"We have a lot of trade with the Estalia, and if we go to war, everyone will suffer greatly."

With the leader in hand, everyone immediately chimed in:

"The fleet bound for Bretonnia is about to leave the port. Once the war starts, we will either have to suspend trade or take a detour."

"Why? Alessandro made the mistake first. If we start a war, we will be infamous! The outside world will think we are deliberately provoking."

"What does the Grand Master of Margarita have to say about this? How can we go to war with a kingdom that is also a member of the Order for such a reason?"

"That's crazy. The people of Verezzo and Trantio won't agree to that..."

All these reasons immediately made the Grand Master's face look ugly. He glanced around and found that almost half of the people were opposed to his proposal.

But the remaining half of the people remained silent, thinking and calculating.

"We should send someone to visit the king again, explain the misunderstanding, and try to resolve the conflict through diplomatic means. Really..."

A man who looked like a scholar proposed this, but was immediately opposed by several people dressed as warriors. They said that the so-called "United Kingdom" had obtained the country in an illegitimate way and was suspected of seizing power. Ai'er also persecuted the believers of Myrmidia and forced them to convert, which was the most intolerable crime.

It just so happens that the bloodline of the eighth prince is now in Miragliano. We might as well take this opportunity to march towards Margarita under the banner of restoring orthodoxy and protecting the true faith. If we can support the ninth prince to succeed to the throne, it will be an unimaginable great thing for Miragliano and the entire Tyrell.

The two sides started to exchange verbal attacks on the spot, and the ugly expression of the great leader seemed to improve slightly, which made some people who were watching silently feel a little relieved. They were mainly afraid that the fanatical and stubborn leader would choose to fight to the death with everyone because of the unanimous opposition to his jihad demands.

If that happens, the Tyrell side will start infighting in the midst of war, which will not be a good thing for the country or the people.

Whether there is support or opposition, it is a good thing, even if the Grand Master himself comes out to argue.

The church soon became noisy and chaotic, but only the Archbishop on the stage knew that his anger was real, but it was not what some people simply imagined:

First, he hated paganism, and second, he loved Alessandro, who was suspected to be an illegitimate child.

If a war is launched in the name of holy war, no one will pay attention to what the future heir of the Visconti family does. Just as Ai'er hopes to cast a dramatic color on the possible war, Tyrell hopes to cover the future war with the aura of "holy war", because the former is a conflict between countries, and the reasons for starting a war are mixed with a bit of weirdness, so everyone can watch it for fun, while the latter is a fight to the death between two parties where neither party will allow the other to exist as long as they are alive.

He has deeper thoughts, and this requires...

"Clap!"

The crisp applause rang out, immediately attracting the attention of the entire audience. Everyone looked at the person who raised her hands and applauded, just because of her identity and symbol.

The emissary of the "Prince of Shadows", as well as his wife, his representative, the Queen of Miragliano, the legendary Prince of Tyrell, and the direct descendant of the invincible "Besieger" Poggio.

Isabella Julia Valenti.

"How about I make a suggestion?"

Although it was said as an inquiry, it was actually written in the form of a statement. Obviously, there was no intention to negotiate at all.

Everyone present nodded in agreement.

The woman was wearing a fancy top hat and her face was covered with a black veil, just like Madame Christina. Her features were vaguely visible behind the veil and could not be seen clearly. One could only tell from her posture and move that she was a very charming woman.

"Convene a grand council with representatives from all principalities present, and then send a high-level delegation to renegotiate with Margarita."

"On the one hand, we are now starting to prepare for war - whether we start a war or not, we must make preparations in advance. The Estalia people are more afraid of war than we are. If we take a tough stance, they may surrender, and we can stop fighting."

"But if they persist in refusing, or even try to fight further on this matter...PAPA, the followers of Black Castle will firmly carry out your will."

The woman walked forward, leaned down gently, held the headmaster's fingers and kissed them.

"I have finished my suggestions. How about voting?"

Everyone's heart trembled.

That means there is no room for opposition.

They now knew very well that the woman in front of them did not represent herself. Poggio's bloodline had withered. After the death of the besieger, his huge legion fell apart, and various forces followed one after another to compete for the throne. Miragliano had been in war for years, and even people who were not descendants of the besiegers but only blood relatives of the same clan were promoted to be memorials. The besiegers' enemies were so numerous that "if they were hung on the other side, they could straighten the leaning tower" and were also hostile to Poggio's family.

It is not easy to have a direct bloodline continuing to this day, but in terms of power, it is nothing to talk about.

The woman in the black hat, black veil, black clothes and black skirt is speaking on behalf of the owner of the "Black Castle".

[Prince of Shadows], the third owner of the Black Castle, Prince of the City of Miragliano, Rodrigo Visconti Miragliano.

Chapter 25: Prince of Shadows

Without wasting too much time, under the call of the heads of the cities and the great patriarch, representatives from all over the country rode their horses or sailed out to sea within a week and soon arrived in Miragliano.

Because the Black Castle is too mysterious, heavily guarded, and even gives people a gloomy feeling, it is said that many secrets of the three generations of "Shadow Princes" are hidden inside. Most representatives are reluctant to go in, because they might step on some secrets and "disappear".

So the place where the Great Council was held naturally fell into the Temple of Myrmidia.

The Grand Master personally hosted the event and welcomed the delegations from various principalities. Such a grand ceremony made many people who already knew some of the inside information sigh with emotion:

It seems that the Grand Master is serious this time.

In the west, the former Grand Master of Margarita was tried and then deposed. The new Lord Gregory was said to be a follower of the beautiful king. He did not care about the latter's introduction of the paganism of his tribe into the people of Estalia, which led to a rapid decline in the number of followers of the Goddess of War in the entire Estalia. Because Myrmidia was almost out of contact from the beginning to the end of the Patriotic War, she only showed her divine power once, and she and Sigmar selected an imperial woman as the champion of the gods to defend Bilbarri, but they almost failed in the end...

When word of this situation reached Tyrell, he might have thought that the Estalia were not pious enough and therefore did not receive Myrmidia's protection, but his doubts about this were no less than those of the Estalia.

After all, it's not just the goddess of war over there who is out of service and out of contact. The same is true for the Tyrells. During the greenskin riots, the Tyrell War Church also encountered this situation. Divine power could not be used, prayers were never answered, and even the blessed relics lost their effectiveness. After the Great War, the faith of Myrmidia dominated in the south, and the power of gods like Tal and Shalaya was suppressed to the lowest here. Only powerful and special gods in the fields of Mannarn and Mor could still have a place.

This also led to their lack of divine protection. Estalia's lack of faith was solved by Aiur by injecting new faith, while Tyrell's disappointment was not as great because the damage he suffered was not as severe. After all, he did not experience the feeling of being "abandoned" by the gods.

This is a crisis of faith that is spreading throughout the southern world. It all boils down to one sentence:

Is the goddess still okay?

Can we still follow the guidance of the Goddess of War and walk the path of the Goddess of the South?

Al brings a new path—Dangdangdang!

Brother Sigma, sister Medea, brother El!

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