Calca the Holy Queen: Investigation Operation
The power of the Demon Gods?
Tang Zheng remained noncommittal.
According to the understanding of the Slane Theocracy and the Dragon Lords, the Seventh-Tier represents the power of Demon Gods god.
To be honest...
The Slane Theocracy's "Great Ritual" can unleash Eighth-Tier magic. Such a ritual is generally unusable without the support of a national-level Magic Caster.
The Empire's Fluder was unable to perform the Great Ritual precisely because he did not master "Magic Boost".
However, these problems...
This situation doesn't exist for Tang Zheng at all; he's deliberately creating this illusion to make outsiders believe that the real instigator is the Lizardman Crusch Lulu.
Looking at the group of Demi-Human crawling on the ground.
"As facilitators, witnessing this level of power is your good fortune," Tang Zheng said in a sinister tone, his voice brimming with arrogance and disdain.
He carried on with his disguise to the very end.
This time.
The kings of the several Demi-Human felt no rebuttal or disrespect whatsoever.
This reveals such methods.
All of this demonstrates that the terrifying humans before them truly possess the ability to destroy their entire tribe and clan.
Zern King and Pandex Queen Mother were too frightened to speak.
"Great human being,"
The Magelos Nasrene, filled with awe and worship, placed her lower hands on the ground and her upper hands on her shoulders, saying, "We will certainly assist you in accomplishing everything you need to do under your protection."
Tang Zheng nodded slightly.
"The only thing you need to do after that is to ensure you have enough magic power within you, especially in Abelion Hills where it rains."
"I will summon everyone again to cast the spell."
Tang Zheng paused here, his tone now carrying a hint of warning and reminder:
"Do not reveal what happened today. Also, facing a higher level of magical power might actually be a good thing for you."
"I don't want to replace you either, right?"
The Zern King, Pandex Queen Mother, and the Magelos Nasrene lowered their heads in a panic.
For more than a month, the nobles behind the various caravans have been working together in perfect harmony, avoiding interference with each other and even covering for one another.
But such a high frequency of transactions.
Nobles of all ranks who participated had surplus wheat, rice, and other crops stored up, which they consumed at an alarming rate.
Even some old and rotten crops were mixed in with the goods being traded, because the lowly Troll didn't even bother to check.
Not swindling these stupid Troll would be like throwing away your gold coins.
While nobles of all ranks were making a fortune, they also had to face a completely new situation: their surplus grain had been completely consumed.
In this situation...
The nobles were not foolish enough to trade all the grain for gold coins; instead, they bought grain from the common people.
This is a behavior that seems to have little impact.
This indirectly pushed up food prices in the market.
The Northern Holy Kingdom, the Holy City Hoburns.
Inside the Royal Family palace.
Inside a luxurious and grand room, decorated with a strong religious atmosphere and Royal Family style.
A blonde woman dressed in a pure white Cleric robe adorned with blue decorations sat behind a throne table carved with exquisite patterns and Royal Family emblems, looking at the letters in her hands.
This blonde woman possesses a face that combines "cuteness" and "fierceness," her flower-like beauty radiating integrity and kindness.
What's most eye-catching is her long golden hair, which, unlike ordinary blonde hair, has a more dazzling bright yellow color.
Looking up, I felt a strange sense of sacredness!
The other party was none other than the first queen of the Holy Kingdom, who was also regarded as the "treasure of the Holy Kingdom," Calca Bezares.
He looked at the contents of the letter in his hand.
The smile of the Holy Princess Calca, known as the "Wheel of Angel," was gradually fading, replaced by anger and shock on her fair face.
"How... how dare they do this!" Princess Calca exclaimed in disbelief, her fingers gripping the letter so tightly they turned white.
"So."
What exactly happened?
A brown-haired woman spoke up in confusion. The other woman had the same regular features, but her whole demeanor exuded a coldness.
"Hehe."
A cold laugh rang out from the side, followed by, "Of course, it was some idiots who did some stupid things."
The person who sneered was also a woman, with brown hair and a face very similar to the brown-haired woman.
However, the slight difference in the direction of the corners of his eyes and mouth gives him a sinister look.
These two women are the "arms" of the Holy Queen Calca; the brown-haired woman is Remedios, and the brown-haired woman is Kelart.
These two women are not only sisters, but also among the most powerful people in the entire Holy Kingdom.
He commands the Holy Kingdom's strongest military order, the Holy Knights, and is known as the strongest Holy Knights in history, one of the Nine Colors, "White".
A "Cleric Corps" that wields the strongest power in the temple, and also the temple's highest Priest, the head of the Cleric Corps, is also known as a genius, and is the strongest Cleric in the surrounding countries on the surface.
Princess Calca to become the first queen and remain on the throne despite the presence of male members in the Royal Family, likely due to the support of the two sisters.
The two sisters had a brief argument.
They quieted down again, waiting patiently for Princess Calca finish reading the letter.
Kelart crossed his hands over his abdomen, a gesture that was elegant, but his eyes held a thoughtful expression and a hint of danger.
I wonder what strategy he's thinking about.
Remedios was much more curious; in her understanding, there were very few things that could make the Holy Princess Calca lose her composure.
These letters were brought by her younger sister, Kelart, so she was the only one unaware of their contents.
A few minutes passed.
Princess Calca already read through all the letters. Simply reading the letters wouldn't have taken that long, but the reason it took longer was because of that.
He was clearly deep in thought while reading the letters.
"Give."
Princess Calca, her light blue eyes fixed on the letter, regained her composure and handed it to the curious Remedios beside her.
Remedios took the letter and glanced at its contents. After only a few glances, anger flashed across his face.
"Your Calca! I'm going to kill them!"
Remedios's eyes seemed to burn with fire. "How dare they trade with Demi-Human... especially such important resources as food?"
"They're insane!"
If it weren't for the fact that this was a palace setting, where one must maintain proper decorum before His Majesty Calca, Remedios would have nearly roared out loud.
"These vermin who have betrayed the people, defied justice, and forgotten the casualties the Demi-Human once caused to the Kingdom!" Remedios said through gritted teeth.
"Elder sister."
Kelart looked up helplessly at Remedios, who seemed ready to charge out and wreak havoc at any moment.
"What do you want to say!" Remedios stared wide-eyed.
"These fools aren't in a hurry to be dealt with, and they can't escape anyway." Kelart shook his head slightly, his dark eyes revealing a serious expression.
The real problem isn't with these idiots.
Princess Calca, and asked in a serious, soft voice, "What exactly happened in Abelion Hills?"
"Really."
"Your Majesty Calca, you've got the same idea as me." A slight smile appeared on Kelart's lips, his voice tinged with doubt.
"The relationship between the Demi-Human Species in the Abelion Hills and us is self-evident; why would they make trade with us humans?"
"Troll are such an unintelligent race; I suspect something happened in the Abelion Hills."
"Furthermore, the person controlling the Troll is different from the usual Demi-Human; this kind of 'trade' is something the Demi-Human in the Abelion Hills could not have conceived of."
Princess Calca nodded in agreement with Kelart's series of analyses.
"Based on the current intelligence analysis, the Troll Clan in the Abelion Hills should have been unified, having traded such a large amount of food..."
At this point, a look of worry appeared in Kelart's eyes. "Would the Demi-Human who rules over the Troll want to start a war?"
"War? We're not afraid of these guys!" Remedios said coldly.
"No!"
Kelart looked up at her sister. "What I mean is, the other side wants to wage war and rule over all the Demi-Human in the Abelion Hills."
Although this possibility is very low, even somewhat unbelievable, it does exist given the current situation.
Remedios was puzzled, seemingly not understanding why anyone should worry about such a thing; it was a good thing that those Demi-Human were fighting each other.
The Demi-Human kill each other to avoid posing a threat to humans.
However.
Both Princess Calca and Kelart showed a hint of concern on their faces.
They amassed large quantities of food and traded with humans in a way that differed from the intelligence and problem-solving methods of normal Demi-Human.
From this series of events, both of them could vaguely sense a certain confidence emanating from the depths of the Abelion Hills.
The air was slightly quiet.
"First, we need to determine exactly what happened in the Abelion Hills," Princess Calca murmured to herself. "Should we send an elite squad deep into the area?"
(End of this chapter)