I Created Scientific Magic

Chapter 344: Chapter 332: Terrified Hattar and the Rebellious Kingdom’s Nobility

“This is the best news we’ve received!” Harrov said with a relieved tone, if the Magic level of [Aira] still remained at the standard of a few hundred years ago, then the combined strength of them would be enough to defeat the enemy.

“Do not take this lightly, Harrov!” Vittorio reminded him.

Setting aside the actual strength of the [Aira] entity for the moment, the church alone is not so easy to deal with; it has grown into a massive entity after hundreds of years of development.

On the surface alone, they would have to face at least five legendary enemies…

Lynn nodded as well, that Divine’s Projection had displayed a sort of power that seemed capable of distorting space and even slowing down time, which significantly concerned him.

This was only an incarnation, and one could only imagine how powerful the true [Aira] would be when utilized.

The discussion on war matters continued throughout the morning, and the response of the council was exceedingly rapid, quickly conveying the war orders down the chain of command.

More than two hundred flying ships had completed their assembly by evening, majestically setting sail towards the distance…

The four armored vessels docked at Yiyeta Harbor also embarked on their distant voyage to the sound of their horns, under the watchful eyes of the townspeople.

“War is upon us…” Mary murmured to herself as she gazed at the sky-obscuring flying ships and the massive fleet of armored vessels, with a tinge of concern in her heart.

War was a foreign word to the long-peaceful civilians of Yiyeta Town, but the sailors from the Sekas Empire would also describe the gruesome scenes of the lords’ battles against each other in the taverns.

All Mary could do was silently hope in her heart that they would achieve victory in this war.

Meanwhile, on the flying ships and armored vessels, there was a different scene. The musketeers who had been dispatched to carry out missions in the kingdom were bragging about how they had effortlessly defeated those tin cans charging in iron armor, without any casualties throughout the operation.

One fortunate musketeer even became a lord with a large tract of land to his name after killing some Prince…

Others who had distinguished themselves in the war for the capital had also received a great deal of rewards.

Old York was no exception. Due to his valiant performance in the fight, he even followed Ryder and others in the capture of the city gates. He was promoted from an ordinary private to a non-commissioned officer capable of leading a small team and was awarded as many as ten Magic Gold Coins.

For Old York, who was just a hunter two years ago, five Magic Gold Coins was an undoubted fortune; he had never seen what Gold Coins looked like before, but now he had seen them, not only shimmering but also engraved with incredibly exquisite patterns…

These Gold Coins could be exchanged for enough wheat to make a small hill, enough to feed him for most of his life, but now Old York was no longer content with just having enough to eat; he had much higher aspirations.

Apart from becoming a higher-ranking warrant officer, he wanted to buy a nice alchemical internal combustion car and even send his child to public school, who might one day join the Alchemical Research Institute and become an assistant to the Wizards…

All these things, which Old York would not have dared to dream of before, now seemed within easy reach.

Moreover, recently in Yiyeta, many factories opened up, producing all sorts of fascinating new things, exciting Old York immensely.

For instance, there was something called electric lights, which could illuminate the night as bright as day, much better than candles, and had become the new fashion in Yiyeta…

All this needed to be seized on the battlefield, and he was still very confident in his marksmanship, absolutely hitting whatever he aimed at within seventy meters.

“We’ve got to be on point this time, can’t let those damn kids steal the spotlight again…” Old York clenched his new model musket, muttering to himself.

Previously, when the whole city was out to capture the crown Prince, Old York was lucky enough to run into him. As fate would have it, a greenhorn with worse marksmanship ended up taking the credit. Otherwise, he would be the one receiving vast lands and becoming a lord by now.

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The next day, at noon, in the royal capital at Yiyeta Harbor, in the grand hall of the palace, a host of nobles from the kingdom gathered—yet they were all silent as statues.

The new King Hattar, however, was fuming with rage, cursing loudly.

“Those bastards… Damn them, damn them all…”

Three days ago, Hattar had already received news of the Sekas Empire army crossing the border. At first, he didn’t pay much heed, as the kingdom’s grand army had also been assembled in preparation for the war.

But the turn of events far exceeded his expectations!

One by one, the eastern border lords of the kingdom defected without putting up any resistance. As a result, within a mere three days, the invaders had already penetrated deep into the kingdom’s heartland, swiftly taking control of numerous cities.

Furthermore, the northern border lords were becoming restless, and several Earl border lords outright rejected the kingdom’s draft order.

How could Hattar not feel furious—and deep down, a tinge of fear was beginning to emerge.

Those nobles who vocally swore fealty to him had switched faces in the blink of an eye. This led to the originally projected fifty thousand strong army meant to confront the empire, ultimately scraping together only about thirty thousand men.

And most of them were hastily conscripted peasant soldiers with little training.

In the midst of Hattar’s hysterical roars, nobles loyal to the King like Gard displayed expressions of worry, although quite a few others looked on as if watching a farce.

They scoffed at the notion of a so-called independence war. Once the Papal Legion arrived, any resistance would be in vain!

It was only because Hattar had confined them in the royal capital that they were forced to follow orders.

The next moment, the tightly shut doors of the grand hall flew open, and a familiar voice that everyone present recognized and feared sounded.

“Please, ease your worries, Your Majesty Hattar. They are merely lords who fail to see the severity of the situation. Once we defeat the Papal Legion, we can take our time with retribution.”

“Lord Lynn, Master Anthony, you have finally arrived,” Hattar said, looking toward the door with relief.

Inside the grand hall, the scheming nobles shuddered upon glimpsing Lynn’s figure and quickly reined in their petty thoughts.

Just over a month ago, they had witnessed first-hand as he manipulated Celestial Phenomenon with a wave of his hand, annihilating thousands from the kingdom’s royal guards. Not to mention, in front of tens of thousands of residents in the capital, he even killed a god that had descended in avatar form…

This seemingly young Wizard standing before them had already become the most powerful and terrifying figure in their eyes.