Expulsion, Northwind's Say

"This is—Him?"

No one can face such a magnificent existence without being awestruck; it cannot even be described in terms of life itself, but rather as a state that makes one tremble deep within the soul.

"How can we expel Him?"

Ivar murmured. He did have Flower of Morning Radiance in his hand, but how could he plant such a small flower on the other person?

It's ridiculous; even the sky is part of Him.

"It's simple, just give the Northlands a goal."

Having experienced much, Count Clayton quickly realized the situation and sent the knights to find the Space Mage.

The knights hadn't been gone long when the Mages, who had been moving freely from all directions, returned. They, of course, also looked up and saw the appearance of that Great Being.

"The Northlands can freeze Him. If He resists, it will consume more of His Divine Essence. Otherwise, He will have no choice but to leave."

"These things from the Old One..."

The Legendary "The Eternal One of the Void" Ophelia didn't continue, and the others wisely refrained from asking. The numerous Mages began discussing what to do.

"We cannot change the Northlands."

Ophelia said this without a doubt; if things could be changed, then these Mages would be the saviors of worlds.

"The only way is to let the Northwind wind blow into the sky and then fall back to the earth."

"This way, we can expel Him ahead of time and extend the lifespan of this world by a few years."

The moment the Legendary spoke, it was clear that he could make the ice and snow of the Northlands appear in the sky first, and the rest was simple.

Even the Eternal One of the Void need to eat.

Ryan spoke directly:

"If you succeed, you will receive 10% of the food, minerals, Magical Beast, trees, and ocean catches that Nidhogg gains."

"Of course, if you don't need these, I can give them to you in Gold Coin."

The Legendary Mage Ophelia did not have a large family to support, because the rules of the nobility also extended to those who did not belong to the nobility. Ophelia was not a patron of any noble family and was already Wandering Nobles who had lost his noble lands. He had no territory of his own and only a small number of magic followers who followed him on the path of magic, but were actually being used as free labor.

He didn't need that much food or anything like that, so in the end, the Legendary asked for Gold Coin instead.

"You want to grow Dragon Blood Rice? I want 20% of it."

Ophelia's request was naturally included in the ten percent.

The thirty-five Saint Realm Mage also received 15% of the world's profits.

Ryan had no objections; what he wanted most right now was for that Great Being in the heavens to leave his world as soon as possible.

Yes, this place already belongs to Lord Ryan.

The Legendary Space Mage is indeed powerful enough. Ryan didn't see the commotion before, but he saw it clearly this time.

Beneath the sky, thirty-six Mages each occupied a position, their bodies surging with terrifying Magic Power. The illusory space around them transformed into various three-dimensional outlines, each outline being a node. These semi-transparent nodes floated quietly in the sky, yet they were filled with unimaginable destructive power.

Ryan saw a flock of birds, perhaps driven there by the Dragons's lingering power, crashing into a polyhedral node. They entered without any hindrance and were instantly torn to pieces, without even a chance to scream.

The power of spatial cutting is invisible and intangible. These dozens of Space Mage pose a greater threat than ten times the number of other Elemental Mage.

What they had to do was set up a huge teleportation array.

The cold winds and snow blowing from the Northlands will be teleported to the sky thousands of miles above the ground the moment they touch the spatial array.

The wild power of the Northlands can freeze and cover everything in the world, even the sky, which will gradually turn into the shape of the Northlands.

Above, the illusory, gaseous Dragons, a great being, the oldest Dragons Deities, seemed to have finally been awakened from its frozen Dragon God, and the flowing gas and liquid accelerated.

The world hummed, the roar of the Dragon God, whose voice was depicted by the world using countless elemental substances.

Nidhogg looked even more apocalyptic, with gale-force winds whipping up giant waves from the ocean and the earth shaking violently. Then Ryan witnessed an even more unimaginable spectacle.

The sky split open from the middle.

The pitch-black opening was thousands of times larger than the dimensional portal he had opened with the Dragon Emperor Crown. It was like a pure white painting being torn apart, with various colorful and vibrant paints flowing towards the tear and disappearing into the darkness.

After a very long time, that Great Being that roamed the Sky-rank left this world.

The sky returned to its blue and white appearance, but everyone could see that the straight, snow-white line in the sky was a wound that had been torn open and was now healing.

The Mages landed in a sorry state, and the pressure of indirectly expelling the Deities and influencing the path of the Northlands was no easy task.

"We should be thankful that His will is chaotic enough."

Ophelia said that if he hadn't noticed the Dragon God's state, he would never have dared to do such a thing, given his reverence for the Deities.

"He is weak enough that his Divine Essence has been exhausted, yet he can still easily destroy this world."

"Including all of us."

It was not they who drove away the Dragon God, but the Northlands of the Pan-Plane world.

Count Clayton led tens of thousands of the Flame Dragon Knight Legion into the massive dimensional portal. As for the Space Mage, they would have to stay in this world for two more months, which was their due reward.

Besides Dragons, Nidhogg also possesses immense wealth, and they will seize the opportunity to acquire everything they desire.

Clearly, these Mages, at least those from the Saint Realm, looked down on the food on the ground.

As long as he didn't care about these things, there would be no conflict between him and Ryan. So after arranging for the Extraordinary Legion to patrol, Ryan also left Nidhogg.

The Dragon Slayer City.

As Ryan gazed at the long-lost sunlight of the Norris Continent, he felt that there was still a difference between the sunlight of the two worlds. For example, the sunlight here gave humans more warmth.

At the Count's castle, Ryan learned more about the Ignazio Family and the Path of Dawn that the Church was undertaking.

"They're about to collapse."

"Either declare war on the Church and desperately flee to the Empire, or become a complete puppet of the Holy Mountain and hand over all your wealth."

Ivar Clayton, more adept at navigating the political landscape of the South than the Earl's eldest son Aatrox Clayton, and third son Kaz Clayton, told Ryan:

"Ancient noble families like Ignazio's, with their lofty honor, would never allow them to relinquish their wealth and bow to the Holy Mountain. Their ancestors were once contenders for the Pope."

"More than a hundred years ago, Ignazio still held the seat of Cardinal Archbishop. In their eyes, even if they lost the struggle, they should not become cannon fodder on the battlefield."

"Therefore... they will rebel, and war will break out on the Path of Dawn."

Ryan listened quietly and smiled as well.

"So they need weapons, lots and lots of weapons, powerful war machines, to fight against the Church's judgment against them."

"And the lives and deaths of the nobles on the Path of Dawn, led by ancient bloodlines like Ignazio, will determine the prestige of the Empire and the Church throughout the South lands."

Whether His Majesty Emperor Flor can become the most honored person on the Norris Continent, or whether the Pope will quell the internal strife and issue an order to besiege the empire with the orthodox Dawn Faith, depends entirely on the performance of these ancient nobles.

Ryan's words made Ivar nod in agreement, and he said at the same time:

"Aatrox and Kaz went South because of this."

During his trip to Nidhogg, Ryan hadn't seen his two brothers, and only now did he learn what they were doing.

"Kaz will be leading a portion of the Noble Army in the Thousand Lakes Province, representing the Clayton Family's stance."

"As for Aatrox..."

"The emperor pardoned and released him so that he could confront the Church on the Path of Dawn."

"The Four Grand Dukes have also sent their sons to the South lands. If nothing unexpected happens, they are going to challenge the clergy of the Church and cut off contact between the Holy Mountain and the noble territories in the South lands."

"A challenge? What's the reason for this challenge?"

Ryan was surprised, and Ivar replied with a strange expression:

"A fanatical and devout believer of the God of Light."

"His Majesty the Emperor personally bestowed upon them their identities and recognized their Faith of Light."

Ryan was speechless. Had the purity of faith been so easily manipulated by this emperor?

Such casual bestowal might backfire, causing the nobles in the South who were observing to suppress their thoughts.

Ryan clearly couldn't stop the esteemed His Majesty the Emperor eagerly returning to the Northwind after receiving information about the political situation in the South lands.

He's been gone too long; that land is leaderless.

Before that, however, Ryan had to go to Viscount Melendez Territory.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency."

Ryan gave the remaining gifts his mother had chosen from the Earldom to Viscountess Melendez, and then presented Viscount Melendez with a giant Dragons bone head.

While in the Frozen Earth Territory, Ryan wasn't very polite to Viscount Melendez's envoy, Gabriel, who was also Avril's brother, as well as to the shipbuilding craftsmen. One can imagine how they would describe him after returning to Viscount Melendez Territory.

It's definitely a matter of striking first, and besides, Ryan needs his father-in-law's resources.

"This is Dragon Bone Powder. There isn't much of it, but it's effective and long-lasting."

"West Coast..."

As Ryan gave his brief description, Viscount Melendez's whole body lit up as he looked at the object in Ryan's hand.

"Not just the West Coast, but the nobility of the entire empire will love it."

"But I don't want this thing to be available for sale everywhere."

Ryan said that he had his own ideas.

"My territory is piled up with too many specialties from the Northlands World, things that are not available in the warm South lands. I hope to use Dragon Bone Powder to open up the market on the West Coast."

"At the same time... I heard that His Elector Volvo is rebuilding the West Coast Fleet. He and I share a business. As you know, my father cannot make choices, but I am Baron of the Northlands. I can choose whether or not to help His Highness Elector."

"The West Coast is home to many adventurous warriors, and the West Sea is vast, but the Northlands also holds immense wealth."

"I would like to ask you to help me purchase a piece of land on the West Coast to build a settlement for the heroes of the Northlands..."

After Ryan finished speaking, Melendez Family frowned. He was considering the feasibility of what Ryan said, while also taking into account his own interests in the matter.

"I recently harvested some Dragons flesh and blood; it's very fresh."

Finally, under Ryan's persuasive offer of benefits, Viscount Melendez agreed to Ryan's request.

"The West Coast... is a bit different, you need to be prepared."

Viscount Melendez regretted his words as soon as they were spoken. In the face of Dragon Bone Powder, the West Coast would wag its tail at Ryan no matter what.

On the energetic West Coast, there is a need for things like Dragon Bone Powder.

Ryan finally embarked on his journey home. Before leaving, he purchased a complete set of auxiliary potions from the Clayton County.

"The Legendary Dragons's heart, I wonder how much help it can give me."

Ryan was so excited he couldn't sleep. He had previously refined one-tenth of the Dragon Heart, which allowed him to progress smoothly to the Sky Knight without any worries. Now he possessed the heart of a Legendary Dragons, a fire Dragons, and even the attributes were suitable.

Arryris hesitated for a long time before exchanging things with Ryan. At the very least, she wanted to ensure that Lord Ryan would have no worries before Legendary.

He rushed here, and Ryan was just as fast on the way back; the only place he stopped was in the Volga Province.

"What a wonderful land."

Looking around at the endless wheat fields, Ryan was filled with envy.

I wonder when my Frozen Earth Territory will be able to have such perfect arable land.

Lord Ryan is quite passionate about farming.

However, by now, too many enemies are preventing him from peacefully farming.

Winged Gorge Winged Gorge as naturally rugged as ever, but after the war with the Dragons, Ryan no longer feels the same way about it.

Such natural barriers cannot stop truly powerful extraordinary beings.

The news of Baron Ryan's return spread throughout the Northwind Province. During Baron Ryan's absence, the local nobles had been quite active.

Now that Ryan has returned, the nobles are eager to see what the Northern Baron has to say.

"Are the nobles secretly selling weapons to the nobles in the South?"

Ryan was extremely surprised when he returned to his territory, but he quickly came to terms with it. It was not surprising that the nobles of Ignazio's bloodline would try to buy him secretly since they hadn't seen him in person.

but...

"Aren't they worried that weapons from Northwind Province might end up in the hands of those damned the Church people from Thousand Lakes Province?!"

Lord Ryan was furious and invited the nobles to Rhino Horn Mountain for a talk.

It's hilarious. Lord Ryan recently resolved the issue with Count Winter in Otherworld, and now it's time for him to assert his authority over the nobles.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain; there is no place for Marquis of Northwind beside Baron Ryan.

(End of this chapter)