Origin Paradise!

Everyone instinctively looked at the castle owner.

The Duke slowly rose to his feet and said in a solemn voice, "Welcome to Djouk Castle for the wedding of my youngest son."

"Not long ago, our great king granted two large colonies to the Wyatt family of the Bourbon Kingdom in a manner that was almost a gift."

"And on that land flowing with milk and honey, the blood of you and me also flows. My third child was left there forever, cruelly murdered by the natives."

"The king has been bewitched by treacherous officials."

"But we are willing to follow the knightly virtue of sacrifice and serve the Kingdom of Stuart."

"Brownie Djork is marrying Lucy Wyatt today. Please forgive me, I am overwhelmed with grief and unable to offer my blessings to the newlyweds."

"Let the wedding begin."

As the Duke sat down, the disorganized nobles parted to make way, and some covered the eyes of the young girls.

Young Brownie weaved through the crowd and stood before the girl in the blue dress. The maids became incredibly tense, with the older, supervising maids shielding their mistress tightly behind them.

Brownie's face showed genuine regret; although this young lady was an illegitimate child, she was absolutely stunning.

Unfortunately, some things cannot be changed by sacrifices.

puff!

The ceremonial sword was used to instruct the maid to behead.

As heads rolled, the maids screamed. The girl in the blue dress tried to escape, but the chaotic nobles seemed to have a wall around her, trapping her in a corner of death.

Brownie grabbed the girl's long hair, lifting her up slightly, and despite her fierce struggles, shouted:

"I disagree!"

"I absolutely disagree with any actions that harm the interests of this chaotic place!"

"I will never accept such humiliation from the Wyatt family!"

"I absolutely refuse to be led to my death by treacherous officials who bewitch the king!"

"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

The nobles watched the Duke's youngest son perform, and when the Earl of Djouk Jr. didn't show up, everyone knew who the main character of the day was: this wedding was the prelude to war.

Sitting on the large chair, the Duke asked sternly, "Since you are unwilling, are you prepared to take responsibility?"

“Yes, Father,” Brownie replied firmly. “Every nobleman here has poured his heart and soul into the colony. We are unbreakable when we stand together. The Wyatt family stole our hard work, and they will pay with their blood.”

The sword slashed into the swan-like neck of the young girl.

Suddenly, a furious roar rang out.

"stop!"

A handsome young man clad in armor burst into the banquet hall.

"Lore."

Lucy, the girl in the blue dress, had tears welling up in her eyes, as if she had seen a savior.

"I challenge you to a glorious duel!" shouted the young Lor. "If you, who intend to start a war, don't even dare to duel, you should get lost!"

The Duke frowned slightly.

The boy's appearance caused quite a stir among the nobles.

Lor was the Duke's youngest illegitimate son. According to the Inheritance Law, he had no power or wealth to inherit, but he was still of the Duke's blood. Moreover, he became a trainee knight at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Although he was far inferior to Roland, he could still be considered to have some talent.

The biggest problem right now is that Brownie is just a trainee knight. If he loses in the glorious duel, he will never be able to pick up a weapon again. The Duke will simply abandon him, since there are several other sons waiting in line.

After a brief silence.

Brownie was determined to give it a shot; he had received a lot of guidance from his father over the past six months and was determined not to lose.

But the next moment, the Duke spoke directly. The power of fate had some influence on him, but not to the point of affecting his reason.

"I remember I just taught you to distinguish your enemies."

Brownie was startled. His awe of his father made him raise his knife and bring it down. A beautiful head rolled to the ground. A glorious duel and a flag sacrifice were two separate things, with no necessary connection between them.

"No!" Lor's eyes widened in horror, and he collapsed to his knees, utterly powerless.

Brownie seemed to regain his senses and said, "A knight can fight for a lord. I have a decree of investiture for a baron and a bottle of purification potion here. I wonder if Lord Rhine can do this for me?"

The rule that knights can duel in place of lords was developed by generations of powerful figures throughout history who lacked the qualifications to become knights.

Jiang He looked at the Duke from among the crowd.

The Golden Will transmitted its voice from its high position, so that even Earl Rock could not detect it.

"How about a set of Great Knight Construct Armor? I was originally going to give it to you, but he can't die."

"I can't stand it when someone interrupts a wedding."

Jiang He arrived at the center of the banquet hall and took away the investiture order and the medicine. The former was located on a dark sandy beach fifty miles north of the bustling port.

Brownie bowed slightly to express his gratitude, then stepped aside and looked at Lor with disgust. This guy's mother was said to be from the Elven race of a foreign city-state, and seemed to have some background, knowing the Elven steward. However, she died unexpectedly ten years ago. Lor had been freeloading in the family all these years, and now he actually came out to ruin the family's important affairs.

“Once I defeat your vassals one by one, you won’t escape, Brownie.” Lor stood up, his grief and pain transforming into a surge of rage.

[Executive's Note: You have encountered the chosen one]

[Note: Your title "Enemy of Fate" has been activated. The total damage dealt to you by the Child of Fate will be reduced by 10%, and your favorability will decrease to dislike.]

The duel began immediately.

The nobles quickly made way for the central open space.

Roland didn't even glance at them, continuing his casual conversation with several former nobles who had fought alongside him in the colonies.

Wow!

The moment Lor drew his sword, his hair turned a moon-white silver, and his ears gradually became pointed.

Upon seeing this, a nobleman couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "The royal family of a foreign city-state, the Moon Elf! How could he have Moon Elf blood!"

"Just who is the Duke's lover?"

Unlike the White Rose Breathing Technique passed down through the Djouk family, Lor uses the Moon Breathing Technique, exclusive to the Moon Elf royal family. The power of the moon symbolizes the soul, thus inflicting additional damage on the soul.

Silver light flowed from the sword, instantly captivating everyone in the banquet hall with its dazzling spectacle. Lor seemed to dance, rapidly closing in. The swordsmanship of the elven royal family was brilliant and magnificent, a unique and graceful war dance combined with a chilling and piercing technique.

“He might actually be able to defeat the strong with the weak!” A nobleman who was also a painter was captivated by the beauty of the Moon Breathing Technique.

clang!

As if a frame had been cut off, Jiang He vanished from the spot.

With a slap, the knight's sword shattered, and Lor, who was dancing, was sent flying like a spinning top as if hit by an overloaded truck. He crashed through the load-bearing pillars of the banquet hall and fell into the rubble, bleeding profusely. If the duke had not been unwilling to see his illegitimate son die, this blow would have been enough to obliterate him.

The battle ended instantly.

Roland chewed on a sausage and mumbled, "What do you think this guy ate to grow up like this?"

Several nobles shook their heads; anyone capable of killing Silver Sword Rosard must be extraordinary.

As Jiang He mentioned Lor, who was on the verge of losing consciousness, a gaze as heavy as a thousand pounds came from behind her. The Duke was watching the duel intently.

"Ok?"

Lor shakily pulled a flintlock pistol from his back waist; the bullets were transparent and ethereal, possessing a unique imposing presence.

boom!

"interesting."

The bullet struck Jiang He, causing his soul to feel as if it had been pricked by a needle. The flintlock pistol had caused damage to his soul, but the embers of the fire had repaired the damage in an instant.

Snapped!

Jiang He casually tossed the Lor in his hand aside, reached out and snatched the flintlock pistol. He raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw the description.

[Name: Black Rose]

[Category: Weapons]

[Quality: Average]

[Effect ①: Black Rose - All damage is converted into soul damage, bullets are made of energy, and their flight speed is increased by 100%]

[Effect ②: Stage Ascent - Improve quality by shooting living beings (0/100), up to the maximum limit in this world (Gold Supreme Grade)]

[Effect 3: Death Blossom - Upon reaching the Gold Supreme level, this gun can activate the Simple Domain]

[Note: Unique weapons of the great powers/the future tenth S-rank Ocean Treasure (base damage varies depending on quality)]

"A weapon of destiny, isn't it?" Jiang He put away the Black Rose; this gun was a rare and valuable item.

Lor lay dying in a pool of blood. The elven butler rushed to him in a panic, only to breathe a sigh of relief when he found that Lor was still alive.

Brownie approached Jiang He with a friendly smile and said, "Lord Rhein, I guarantee I can get you the formula for the purification potion within three months. The matter of the Golden Apple was my brother's own decision. He sees me as a thorn in his side, and you were implicated in the process."

Jiang He had no interest in the empty promises made, and simply gave the other party a perfunctory response.

"My family affairs are unbearable, I apologize for making you all laugh," the Duke said loudly. "I believe in your determination. Effective immediately, the Northern Fleet will be on high alert and will set sail tomorrow evening, targeting the port of Calibib in the southern part of the Kingdom of Bourbon..."

The Duke, representing the House of Dejouk, formally declared war on the House of Wyatt. Some were excited, some were deep in thought, but basically all the turbulent nobles showed a high level of enthusiasm for fighting.

among the crowd.

As the clamor faded into the distance, Olivia looked at the headless corpse of the girl in the blue dress on the ground, as if she saw her own future; she and the girl were both prisoners of the same family.

……

The wedding banquet at the castle ended at night.

The nobles continued to recruit soldiers and expand their power everywhere. In addition to the elite troops in their territories, they accepted all kinds of people, including merchant slaves, tavern pirates, and mercenaries from the North.

The bustling port remains vibrant at night, its wide streets and ancient buildings bathed in light, creating a rustic yet mysterious atmosphere. The banks of the city's rivers are brightly lit, spanned by bridges whose sculptures appear and disappear in the darkness.

On the streets, the cobblestones reflected candlelight, taverns and restaurants were bustling with activity, gentlemen and ladies enjoyed food and drinks, while there were also scantily clad beggars kneeling in the corners.

Jiang He walked out of the city. In fact, war preparations had already begun when the two colonies changed hands. This was just a formal declaration of war. The Northern Fleet was one of the three major fleets of the Stuart Kingdom and had the right to declare war independently. The Djouk Territory encompassed the entire Chaotic Corridor and could basically be regarded as a duchy.

"Rhine, wait a minute."

Roland ran over carrying a set of white armor.

The Great Knight's Construct Armor costs fifty times more than a Knight-level Armor, which is a full fifty thousand gold coins—it's priceless.

During the banquet, Jiang He learned from the conversation that the Duchy of Djouk's annual income was about two million gold coins, of which three-fifths came from the profits from colonies and maritime trade. It was precisely because of such huge profits that the Mad King's behavior was so despised by the dukes and nobles.

"Phew, the armor the Duke promised you is the same panther armor as the one I'm wearing." Roland handed the item over.

"Who is the commander in this naval battle?" Jiang He put his things away. The Great Knight Panther-type Construct Armor can increase the speed of silver creatures by 30% and has extremely high sturdiness, resulting in a significant boost to combat power.

“Brownie is the nominal commander, but the actual control is held by Earl Rock,” Roland whispered. “Now the nobles all think you are a member of his faction, and the Duke seems to want me to get involved as well. In this naval battle, my third-class ship, the Singer, needs to protect Brownie’s safety.”

Jiang He nodded, bid farewell, and left.

On their way back to the Saint Lilith from the city, Ah Da and Ah Er were dancing side by side, their movements as flamboyant as seaweed. Every now and then, vicious soldiers would bring up timber and iron materials, and after their shifts were over, they would gather around the campfire to drink.

The animal team members were all present. During the day, Zhuang Ya and Lao Hei went out and bought two small sculptures, a crow and a hunting dog, using the money she had taken from the corpses of the Silver Knights. This moved Lao Hei and Wu He to tears.

"The giant serpent is for you."

Zhuang Ya ran over carrying a small wooden box carved with snakes in both hands. The box itself didn't look particularly special, but the carving was exquisite.

"The item is nice, I like it very much." Jiang He was a little flattered. She wrapped it twice with Ironblood Thorns before gently stuffing it into her portable sanctuary. The ouroboros pattern on the surface of the wooden box had a strange beauty and could perhaps be used as a family emblem.

After accepting the gift, Jiang He gave his discarded Evil Flintlock Pistol to Zhuang Ya as a toy. Later, the Animal Team and the Dawn Cadres gathered around the campfire for a meeting, mainly for Wuhe to report on the supply situation.

"With the boss's personal sanctuary there, the St. Lilith can guarantee clean and sufficient food and water. According to the current plan, no outside crew members will be recruited on board. The salary is roughly twice that of a second-class naval ship's sailor. We don't have any relatives or family members to support..."

While listening to the report, Jiang He fiddled with the Wilderness Hunter Armor and the Great Knight Construct Armor. The former could absorb the power of technological products through grinding.

The definition of science and technology is: the general term for science and technology.

"Is alchemy considered a technology?"

Jiang He asked about the cost of the portable pendant, which was 50,000 gold coins; he didn't want to waste it.

Lilith rested her smooth, soft cheek on one hand, lying on the deck and displaying her beautiful curves. Her bright red hair covered half of her eyes. She said lazily, "Why don't you try and see? I'm not Si Ning, so you can just take advantage of me for free. If you really want an answer, you'll have to pay back the favors you've done to the four of you, the three adults and the one child."

Jiang He pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's return the smaller one first."

Lilith sighed at the other party's shamelessness and reminded him, "The answer is yes, but you'll owe me a small one now, which is equivalent to not paying it back."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm a bit tired today."