Witch Wind

Chapter 202 The Only God Emperor (Part )

Grayish-white rocks formed mountain ranges that looked like city walls, and wildly growing black pine forests covered the mountains and plains.

The vast lake, the gentle grassland, the wild flowers on the soft hills are like flying rainbows, extending unrestrainedly to all directions on the earth. Large groups of cattle and sheep, quietly and harmoniously mixed with large groups of wild buffaloes, wild donkeys and the like, wandering endlessly on the earth.

Occasionally, lions, tigers, bears, wild wolves and the like would sneak up on the livestock herd. Before they could take action, loud gunshots would ring out, and the beasts' heads would explode. The ragged shepherds would then joyfully ride over on their saddleless horses, pull out daggers, and cheerfully skin and chop the animals, occasionally cutting a piece of raw meat and stuffing it into their mouths to chew with pleasure.

On the wild and magnificent land, there is a huge city that stretches for hundreds of miles. Only the inner city is surrounded by a circle of granite walls. It is like a giant beast, quietly crawling at the junction of two large rivers and a large lake.

The "City of God's Descent", called "Moorish City" in the dialect of Saint Ross, is also known as the "City of the Throne of the Holy Father". It is a big city that only rose six hundred years ago and is the true capital of the Saint Ross Empire.

The inner city, which is more than 20 miles long and wide, is paved with stone slabs and has clear canals flowing. There are magnificent mansions and palaces everywhere. There are green shades everywhere, and flowers are in full bloom. The pedestrians are dressed in gorgeous and clean clothes. The carriages and horses passing by are decorated ornately, and the passengers are elegant. The people living in the inner city are all high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, and people of status in Saint Rose.

And the outer city stretches for hundreds of miles?

There were dilapidated wooden houses and even animal-skin tents everywhere. Apart from a few main roads for the masters to enter and exit, it had just rained heavily, and there was mud more than a foot deep everywhere, and mosquitoes were buzzing everywhere.

In a messy wooden house area near the inner city, in a small courtyard surrounded by a messy fence, a tall and strong young man with blood on his forehead knelt very obediently in front of two low-ranking civil servants wearing cloth robes and triangular cone hats.

A middle-aged couple stood at the gate of the fence with expressionless faces, like wooden sculptures. Their lips moved slightly as they whispered to the crowd outside the yard: "It's all the will of the Holy Father. What can we do? It's all the will of the Holy Father."

Inside the wooden house, the girl's shrill howls could be heard continuously.

Outside the fence, there were hundreds of men in tattered clothes with holes everywhere, exposing large patches of flesh. Their skeletons were extremely broad and strong, but most of them had pale faces and were skinny. They stood there quietly like vultures eating carrion, watching the excitement.

These men have typical Saint Ross native features.

They have high cheekbones and sunken eye sockets. They basically all have a sinister and ferocious hooked nose. Their dry and yellow hair is like weeds, and many of them have natural curls in their hair.

Basically, all the men had axes and machetes hanging on their belts. Those who were a little richer also had proper sabers and one-handed swords hanging on their belts. There were even a few men who looked a bit prestigious who blatantly wore old-fashioned flintlock pistols hanging around their waists.

There were two low-ranking civil servants in cloth robes standing in the yard. Judging from the ribbon emblems on their chests, the Holy Ross Empire divided civil servants into eighteen ranks, and they were the lowest-ranking eighteenth-rank civil servants.

They were fair and plump, with unhealthy redness on their cheeks due to overnutrition, high blood lipids, and blocked cardiovascular system. Any one of the hundreds of men standing outside the yard could easily kill them both.

But hundreds of men, even if the middle-aged couple standing at the gate of the yard were their neighbors for many years, and the young man kneeling in the mud was their partner for many years, hundreds of men just stood there coldly and numbly, their eyes occasionally sweeping across the ribbons on the chests of the two low-level civil servants and the small iron seals hanging around their waists, their eyes filled with boundless envy and extreme awe.

Amidst low gasps, the door of the wooden house was violently opened, and three young men in gorgeous clothes slowly walked out of the wooden house, tightening their belts.

They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, had fair skin, and their every move revealed a unique aristocratic flavor that was incompatible with ordinary people. The young man in the lead looked at the hundreds of men standing silently outside the yard and said lazily: "There is an old saying in the East that even in the barren fields, there may be fragrant orchids... This girl is not bad."

The other two young men also laughed.

A red-haired young man shuddered, and casually took out a small silk purse, and threw it to a low-ranking civil servant: "Thank you for your hard work... Next time you find such great stuff, let us know immediately. You know where to find us."

The two low-ranking civil servants hurriedly bowed to the three young men.

The three young men walked out of the courtyard with their heads held high and their belts tied. Wherever they passed, the crowd dispersed like the sea split by divine power. Seven or eight guards led three majestic horses and came over. As soon as the three young men grabbed the reins, three big men suddenly jumped out from the crowd.

With a "gulp", three big men knelt in the deep mud, bent down, and served as stepping stones for the three young men.

The three young men stepped on the backs of the three big men as usual and slowly got on their mounts. The young man who had just taken out his purse waved his hand, and a few small silver coins fell into the mud with a "pa pa".

Hundreds of men around took a deep breath, their eyes slightly red, staring at the three lucky men kneeling on the ground.

The dull and rapid sound of horse hooves rang out.

Several men in military officer uniforms rode towards them at full speed. From a distance, they shouted, "Baron, we finally found you. The ambassador asked you to return to the embassy as quickly as possible. The respected Emperor Renov has returned to the City of God's Descent. An unprecedented palace banquet will be held tonight."

The three young men were stunned.

The leading young man murmured, "His Majesty Renov? Uh, is it Prince Renov, the supreme commander of the Far East Army and Archbishop of the Far East Diocese of the Holy Father Church? How did he... uh, he killed Alexandrov?"

The three young men's faces suddenly changed, and they hurriedly left with a group of guards and several military attachés from the embassy who came to report the news.

As soon as they left, they saw a middle-level civil servant in a silk robe, with a dozen low-level civil servants in cloth robes and a large group of soldiers, also riding wildly towards them.

Two low-ranking civil servants jumped off their horses, panting, and pasted a document with the official seal of Saint Rose on the bulletin board outside this messy residential community. Many ragged men, women, old and young quickly gathered around. Many people shouted, "What's the news? What does it say?"

Two low-ranking civil servants who were posting notices shouted at the top of their voices: "The Most High and Holy Emperor Renov has decreed war! War! War! War!!!"

"Anyone aged 12 or above and under 60, regardless of gender, can go to the local recruitment office to register to join the army."

"Listen carefully, you lowly people. The kind and generous Majesty Renov has promised that all those who voluntarily register to join the army will be given two sets of seasonal uniforms and a pair of real leather boots. All weapons will be distributed by the Imperial War Department. You don't need to bring the junk you have with you."

"Also, for this war, each of you bastards can receive two silver coins in military pay every month!"

The faces of all the civil servants twisted at the same time.

The middle-level civil servant who led the group howled in excitement, "Did you hear that? Bastards, you can actually get paid like the noble Royal Guards! Two silver coins a month, bastards, you're really lucky!"

Similar things happened simultaneously in various places in Moore's city.

Middle-level civil servants in silk clothes, lower-level civil servants in cotton robes, and a large group of soldiers in gray uniforms poured into the messy communities, posted the decree issued by Renov, and read out Renov's conscription notice loudly to all residents.

Of course, no one, from the princes and ministers of the empire to the officials of the Ministry of War, would tell these untouchables that the military pay promised by Renov was ten silver coins a month...

But these lower-class people of Saint Ross have gone crazy.

Countless men, women, young and old, anyone who met the age requirements, even some children who were under the age requirement but were stronger than their peers, and some old men who were over the age requirement but much stronger than their peers, all rushed to the various recruitment centers brandishing swords and guns.

war?

bleed?

die?

The lower class of Saint Rose had no concept of bloodshed and death. They only knew that war meant plunder, that they could vent their innate bestiality on the enemy, that they could plunder the enemy's property, plunder the enemy's women, plunder the enemy's children...

If they are lucky enough to kill an important enemy figure on the battlefield, they may even be awarded a medal!

The honor represented a unique and noble status, which meant that the generous Divine Emperor would cut off a small piece from the vast territory he conquered and give it to them. From then on, they were no longer untouchables and slaves without any means of living. Instead, they became landlords who could exploit the untouchables and serfs at the bottom!

war!

wealth!

glory!

An opportunity to change the destiny of yourself and your family!

The entire Saint Ross Empire went crazy. The conscription order issued by Renov this time was aimed at the entire empire, all princes, all dukes, all nobles, all big businessmen, big landowners... Everyone! Everyone! Everyone! Mobilize the whole country!

All the people are soldiers!

The vast empire, with a territory stretching from the Western Continent to the Far East over hundreds of thousands of miles, was like a bull with its balls kicked, going crazy.

Moore's city, inner city.

Surrounded by flowers and reflected by a blue lake, this is the "Summer Palace" of Saint Ross, which is known as the "First Palace in the Near East" among the Western Kingdoms.

Hundreds of noble women in gorgeous clothes, including wives and daughters of princes, dukes and other nobles, were smiling happily and staring fanatically at Renov, who was wearing a full set of divine imperial robes, with a scarlet red cloak dragging on the ground for more than ten feet. He was holding a scepter and a sword, and his aura was majestic and powerful, like a prehistoric beast.

Just now, when Renov was bathing and changing his clothes, these noble women were present and watched the whole process.

Saint Russia has such customs and traditions. Many years ago, a great scholar from the Eastern Kingdom of Shenzhou traveled to Saint Russia. After returning home, he wrote an article to criticize it in a rage. This country, from top to bottom, is like a group of monkeys on Mount Emei. The monkey king monopolizes everything and has no moral principles at all. He is a true beast!
Renov shook the long sword in his hand, which was inlaid with countless rubies and represented the imperial power. He then gently pushed the scepter, which was a head taller than him, made of gold, and as thick as an ordinary man's arm, representing the supreme divine power of the Holy Father Church, to the ground.

With a loud bang, the huge hall, which was used exclusively for the Divine Emperor to bathe, change clothes, and perform preparation ceremonies before the grand court meeting, shook slightly.

Among the many noble ladies who were watching, some collapsed to the ground with red faces.

They stared at Renov with strange eyes, and the tears in their eyes almost burst out - with Renov's current strength, he felt inexplicably guilty when being stared at by so many noble women.

"No wonder that idiot Alexandrov has not made any progress in recent years, but has actually declined... No wonder he has been hiding in the Winter Palace all year round and dared not return to Mores City." Renov curled his lips and said proudly, "So, are all my guests here?"

Several dark-skinned eunuchs strode in, knelt heavily on the ground, and kowtowed fiercely on the ground: "Your Majesty the Supreme Divine Emperor, the majesties of the thirty-three countries that you invited to sign the Eternal Covenant with the Holy Saint Ross Empire, under your infinite power and in accordance with your will, have all rushed to Moore's Office overnight!"

"At this moment, they are outside, waiting for your presence!"

Renov smiled, nodded, and walked out with his head held high.

The Summer Palace has an extremely gorgeous golden amber palace. The huge palace is covered with gold foil on the outside, shining brightly. The walls inside the palace are all made of top-quality natural amber, carved into characters and scenes from the myths of the Western countries as decoration. The huge cost is considered to be the most extravagant among the hundreds of countries in the far west.

Many Saint Ross Guards, wearing traditional armor and holding lances with colorful ribbons tied to the tips of their lances, formed a neat ceremonial team and surrounded the entire Amber Palace.

The emperors and kings from the thirty-three vassal states of Saint Ross, their trusted ministers, and royal relatives, many of them gathered on the waterfront platform on the side of the Amber Palace with expressions of panic and confusion, staring with wide eyes at the dozens of metal airships shaped like flying birds that were quietly floating on the lake in front of them.

These airships, no matter their shape, the technology they used, or even the terrifying speed at which they transported emperors and kings from the capitals of various countries to Moore's city, were completely beyond the knowledge of these nobles.

They were inexplicably surprised and extremely frightened.

They were completely puzzled as to why Renov would bring them from their respective capitals to the Summer Palace overnight in such a way.

After all, among them, even the capital of the kingdom closest to Moore's City is 13,000 miles away in a straight line. The farthest vassal state, whose territory is located in the central and northern region of the Western Continent, has its capital nearly 40,000 miles away from Moore's City!

Overnight, the emperors and kings of thirty-three countries were sent to the city of Moore. Such a method can be called a miracle.

The majesties gathered in the crowd and whispered to each other. After they found out that the other party also knew nothing about what was happening, they quickly summoned their respective ambassadors stationed in the city of Moore.

The ambassadors from various countries who were urgently summoned to the Summer Palace were also confused. Faced with the questioning of their own majesty, they could only stammer to explain that they had just received the official note from Saint Ross, in which Renov became the new Holy Emperor of Saint Ross and took over all power.

Apart from this, they knew not much more than their own emperor.

in the sun.

The ceremonial soldiers of the Saint Rose Guards, dressed in gorgeous clothes, suddenly raised their golden trumpets and blew high-pitched music. Renov, dressed in gorgeous clothes, held his head high and strode out, surrounded by a large group of eunuchs, palace maids, and noble ladies.

Wherever Renov passed, dignitaries from various countries, whether they were from Saint Ross or its thirty-three vassal states, and even officials from the embassies of England, Saint Normandy, Faroese and other countries, all of them were like saplings blown by a hurricane, and they could not help but bow deeply in salute.

Today, Renov's aura is too terrifying.

Originating from the golden immortal bone of a true disciple of Yuxu Palace in his body, Renov's life essence has undergone a drastic change. Compared with the 99% of "mortals" present, he has become extraordinary and superior.

The scepter gently tapped the ground, making a dull "dong dong" sound, just like a giant swinging a hammer, hitting everyone's heart one by one. Countless dignitaries from various countries who were familiar with Renov and had had friendships with Renov all had expressions of horror on their faces, completely not understanding what was going on.

Is this guy with such a domineering aura, like a god or devil, the Renov they are familiar with?
Renov came to the center of the crowd and stood on the podium specially prepared for him. Many guards surrounded the podium, and Renov suddenly raised the sword tightly held in his left hand, and the music of the ceremonial soldiers stopped abruptly. There was silence in all directions, except for dozens of airships suspended in the air, with electromagnetic lights flowing on the surface making a buzzing sound.

Large groups of swans that had gathered near the platform, expecting the nobles to sprinkle bait, now flapped their wings anxiously and swam away in panic.

Renov's eyes gleamed and he smiled as he scanned the familiar faces present one by one.

Emperor So-and-so.

King So-and-so.

Prince So-and-so.

Duke So-and-so.

Well, there are also those heavily made-up ladies around them, 30% of whom have had intimate interactions with the young Renov that went beyond friendship!
It was truly a youthful time in full swing and worth remembering.

Renouf spoke: "Welcome to you all from afar... Of course, it is very rude that my invitation this time is not in accordance with etiquette. After all, today is the first time I have officially met with you since I took over the Holy Ross Empire. According to the formal imperial etiquette, this meeting will take at least a year to prepare."

"The Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs has sent invitations to all the distinguished guests. After a round of official correspondence, you will take various leisurely means of transportation, bring all your relatives, your beloved hunting dogs and falcons, travel along the way, spend a year or even longer, and come from afar to attend my coronation ceremony."

“And this time, I only took one night to invite you all here and stand in front of me!”

Renov smiled at the many emperors and kings who looked uneasy, and said softly: "So, everyone has seen that the Holy Ross Empire now, or more precisely, it is me, Renov, who has mastered the incredible technology and powerful strength!"

The crowd was silent.

Renouf chuckled and said, "I heard that the team I sent to invite you last night had a small conflict with some of His Majesty's personal guards. And the result was that all of you, without a single one missing, stood before me unscathed."

An emperor with a powerful empire covering a vast territory and a population of billions shouted at the top of his voice: "Well, Renov, my dear cousin, I am very happy that you have replaced that bastard Alexandrov and become His Majesty the Divine Emperor of Saint Ross... What do you want to say?"

Renov looked at the emperor.

Well, the emperor's mother was Renov's aunt, a princess of the Holy Ross Empire. So, they were real cousins. Renov even remembered that when he was twelve or thirteen years old, he and his cousin the emperor had hunted a ferocious white bear in the snow.

He pursed his lips, smiled and nodded: "Then, I won't say any more."

"Everyone knows that the ancestors of the Holy Ross Empire and the thirty-three allies all originated from the Golden Horde Tribal Alliance on the Murgan River. Long, long ago, before the Holy Ross Empire obtained the bloodline of the Supreme Holy Father, we were a close family."

"Later, due to various misunderstandings and in order to seek a wider living space, the Golden Horde Tribal Alliance dispersed across the world and gradually developed into the current Sacred Alliance of Thirty-Four Nations."

Renov said frankly: "Holy Alliance? That's too boring. I hope that the thirty-four countries can be reunited. You should abdicate. I will give you the title of Imperial Duke, and I will become the only emperor of this unprecedented, huge and powerful empire!"

Opening his arms, Renouf smiled and said, "Okay, I've finished what I'm saying. I'm sure you will all agree with me, right?"

(End of this chapter)