Chapter 298

Since this guy had nothing to do anyway, Ryan simply dragged him over.

As for the risks of Jonathan using the Janus Ritual for teleportation, there are basically none. The God of Desire is, after all, a deity, and He wouldn't act rashly. Moreover, if the sealed state is real, then He is even less likely to act recklessly.

Swish!

As the Chaos Space's Power dissipated, Jonathan stepped out of the passage and curiously looked around.

"Where in the Southern Continent is this? If we came from the Arcadia Empire, is it the Kingdom of Loente or the Kingdom of Oen?"

Augustus had attempted to cross south, but unfortunately, he failed. Jonathan had been here before and was quite familiar with the situation in the Southern Continent.

"Lorient's Port of Misi." Ryan's lips twitched slightly. "Old Joe, why don't you go take a shower first? Change into something cleaner?"

Jonathan waved his hand. "It's alright, don't worry about me."

"I'm not worried, I'm just afraid you'll turn around and scare that beautiful noblewoman."

"That's even more impossible. You take me there, and I'll take care of the rest... Um, tell me about your plan first."

Ryan told Old Joe about his idea of taking control of Port of Misi.

The latter knew he was in the Arcadia Empire, so naturally, he would spread his faith and praise the Earth Goddess, which was something every citizen of the Augustus Empire should do.

The two left the deserted alley and returned to the edge of the dock to meet up with Sesia.

Sesia was taken aback when she saw Jonathan appear.

"Rider Ryder, who is this...?"

"I'm his brother-in-law," Jonathan said.

Ryan: "?"

Damn brother-in-law.

"Brother-in-law?" Sesia's expression was strange. "Rider Ryder, you are His Your Majesty's Prince."

"What kind of bullshit Your Majesty or Prince? Rider was engaged to my sister. Even if His Your Majesty were here, he would still have to be reasonable!"

"How dare you!" Sesia snapped. "How dare you slander His Your Majesty! Apologize at once!"

"Hey!"

Jonathan grinned and took a step toward Sesia. The immense pressure he exerted made Cecilia feel as if a mountain was pressing down on her, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Alright, Old Joe," Ryan said with a helpless shrug. "This is General Sesia, sent by His Your Majesty to protect me."

"Hmph~ I'll give you this face since you came to the Southern Continent to find my sister." Jonathan withdrew his oppressive power.

Sesia took a deep breath, still shaken, and looked at Old Joe with apprehension. "Are you Seventh Tier Transcendent?"

"So what if you are?" Jonathan said arrogantly. "Although you are an imperial general, you are worthless in front of me. Even His Your Majesty cannot do anything to me."

Sesia clenched his fists, gritting his teeth in hatred.

"Hurry up, go outside the city and keep an eye on the Holy Blood Army's movements. If anything happens, notify us immediately. Rider and I are going to the castle to take care of some business," Jonathan waved his hand.

Sesia glanced at Ryan.

Go ahead, but be careful.

"... good."

The situation had changed, and Sesia also wanted to take the time to pass on the message to the Twin Your Majesty.

After she left, Jonathan laughed and said, "See? To deal with this kind of person, you have to be tougher than her. If you're tough, she'll back down, understand?"

Ryan's lips twitched slightly. "What the hell did you learn in the City of Desire?"

"You don't believe me? This girl is clearly the type with a strong personality and unwavering loyalty to the empire. With her by your side, many things will be difficult. But if you can tame her, it will actually make your position in the Arcadia Empire more secure, right?"

Ryan had a sudden thought, "That makes sense, but how do we do it?"

"Simple." Jonathan chuckled. "Get her to bed and seduce her."

"... Get the hell out of here!"

"You didn't believe me when I told you." Jonathan shrugged. "This is the best way to deal with a woman like that. What else can you expect? Loyalty? She's already given herself to the Empress, but her body is yours. You're Prince. If you sleep with her, then she's essentially betrayed the Gemini. Once someone sets a precedent, they'll keep finding excuses for their own depravity."

Ryan was taken aback, thinking, "Old Joe, you went to the City of Desire? I feel like you went to seek enlightenment."

Snap

A book suddenly fell off Jonathan.

Ryan looked up and saw the four large characters "National Beauty and Spring Fragrance" written on the book cover.

"A pornographic novel?" Ryan picked up the book. "Old Joe, you still read this kind of book? Damn, where's your morality? Where's your bottom line?"

"Uh, it was a surprise. I bought it for my brother; I just carry it with me."

"Where are the illustrations?"

Jonathan: "???"

Old Joe has changed; he's no longer the simple director of the Bureau of Governance. However, this task still needs to be assigned to him.

Ryan planned to use the name of the Primal Church to spread propaganda and see if he could win over the City Lord of Port of Misi. If he could, he would continue to let the other party hold power on the surface; if not, he would take direct control of Port of Misi himself.

He hoped the other party would be a wise and sensible person, because once Port of Misi changed its City Lord, the Kingdom of Loente would definitely not let it go. The Ring of Abundance was powerful, and the Primal Society's foundation was unstable, so it was no match for them for the time being.

"The Primordial One? Balshatt? What's that?" Jonathan asked, puzzled when Ryan told him to go and preach to that beautiful young woman. "I've never heard of a god called Balshatt."

"I've heard about it now," Ryan said, shrugging. "Anyway, it would be best if we could make it work, but if not, we'll have to use force to control Port of Misi."

"There are only three of us. Even if we manage to take it down, will you have someone to manage it? The Holy Blood Army can't stay here forever, can they?" Jonathan complained. "What on earth are you up to? The Gate of Janus has a very strict judgment on heretics. If this gets back, the Empire will be affected too."

Ryan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Old Joe, do you believe me?"

Jonathan was silent for a moment, then took out a cigarette and lit it. He glanced at the people on the distant dock who were scrambling to escape the Holy Blood Army's arrival. He thought of the citizens who had fled to Berman City during the Kingdom of Kane's attack. Ryan had done many things, and there were many things he couldn't understand, but he had never betrayed the Empire.

"I'll go check out the castle first. You tell Shally to take it slow here. Give me half a day."

"Only half a day? Are you sure you can handle this? Or should I give you another day? Anyway, the Holy Blood Army can easily rest for a day."

"Who are you underestimating!"

A man can't say no. Old Joe dangling from his lips, turned and left, leaving Ryan with a dashing farewell, making Ryan want to think of the phrase, "A hero goes forth never to return."

After Old Joe walked away, Ryan found a rooftop spot on the dock and sat down, opening the game while waiting for news.

Having just arrived in the Southern Continent to spread his faith, he now has an experiment he wants to try.

He took out his communication artifact from his backpack and activated it.

After a short wait, a pair of enormous scholars suddenly came into Ryan's view.

"Hmm? Sir Ryan?!"

Amabena, who was lying on the bed reading comics, suddenly sat up and exclaimed excitedly, "Prime Minister, are you coming back?"

"Not yet, I need to talk to you about something."

"What?" Amabena immediately deflated. "I thought you were coming back, Prime Minister! I missed you so much!"

Ryan has been away from the Kingdom of Lotte for quite some time now, and because of the risks associated with the Janus Ritual, he can no longer use teleportation to travel back and forth directly.

He hadn't even gone to the Western Territory, let alone the Kingdom of Lotte.

Amabena, on the other hand, had been bored lately and had started to have a change of heart. When she saw Ryan earlier, she thought he was coming back.

Ryan laughed and said, "Don't worry, even if I don't go back, I might still find a way to run into you."

"Oh?" Amabena tilted her head. "What method?"

She definitely trusts Ryan completely.

"Amabena, I ask you, do you believe in the God of Desire?"

"Hmm... well..." Amabena blinked. "If God wants me to have faith, then I'll have faith, but God probably won't care about someone as insignificant as me."

The implication is that they don't believe it.

That's true. The silly Queen would never think about such things. What faith or anything like that? The Kingdom of Lotte has no faith at all. If she hadn't turned her grandfather's coffin upside down, she wouldn't even know that the Kingdom of Lotte used to worship the God of Desire.

Amabena felt that believing in the Prime Minister was more practical than believing in the God of Desire.

"In that case, you shall worship Balshatt from now on," Ryan said.

He was trying to conduct an experiment. Since witch K and 'Adele' could be pulled in, it must be because of their faith. After all, witch K was probably the last devout believer in this world of Balshatt.

As for 'Adele', she's one of us, how could we not have faith in her?

If Ryan's idea is correct, then he can solve the problem of being unable to teleport to meet due to distance. For example, with Amabena, he can simply pull her into the mystical space. Doesn't ideological communication count as communication? What does it mean to have long-standing spiritual communion?

As for the issue of his faith in Balshatt being leaked, Ryan wasn't worried. At least he didn't need to worry about Amabena. He would mention it to Old Joe after joining the Primal Order, since Old Joe, after all, his half-brother.

"Balshatt? Who's that?" Amabena asked, puzzled.

"Yes... it's me."

"Ah?"

"It means you should just treat me as yourself."

"Is the Prime Minister going to establish a faith and become a god?" Amabena suddenly realized. "No problem, I'll command the entire Kingdom of Lotte to worship Balshatt!"

"No, no, no, you can keep your beliefs to yourself." Ryan was speechless. "Right now, we're outnumbered and outmatched. It's not time to expose ourselves. Our strategy is to stockpile resources, build strong defenses, and bide our time before declaring ourselves king, understand?"

"I don't really understand. But it's about believing in the Prime Minister, right? That's fine."

I don't know about the beginning or the end, but Amabena knew that faith in the Prime Minister would grant eternal life.

"Are you sure there's no problem?"

Ryan began to doubt his own ideas. What exactly constitutes faith? If being drawn into the mystical space requires reaching a certain level, that would be troublesome. After all, Amabena had never heard of Balshatt, and even if she claimed to have faith, she probably didn't really care.

How can you care about something you don't even understand?

"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" Amabena patted her chest confidently, and the sudden visual impact made Ryan somewhat nostalgic for the great scholar, Lotte.

Let's give it a try.

Ryan said, "Wait a moment. If you feel anything strange, don't resist."

After giving a word of advice, Ryan closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and carefully tried to recall the feeling he had just experienced, using his Mental Power to search for that mysterious space.

After about ten minutes, there was still no response.

"Is it because the ceremony is lacking?"

Ryan was contemplating whether to attempt a Balshatt ritual himself when he stumbled upon that mysterious space deep within his consciousness.

Swish!

When his Mental Power touched it, a connection was quickly established.

"I succeeded again, but it was much more difficult than last time. It's probably because my Mental Power isn't strong enough. Last time, I relied on the influence of the ritual."

Ryan could clearly sense this.

However, the Balshatt ritual was too complicated, and the witch K didn't tell 'Adele' how it was done. But judging from the two rituals Babel Tower, even if Ryan was a hoarder, emptying his backpack probably wouldn't be enough for even one use.

Thinking about it this way, it's such a great deal to be able to get in for free in just ten minutes or so.

"Next..."

Ryan looked around, his gaze piercing through the gray mist to the stars. The stars of Witch K and 'Adele' were still visible, but the others were dim and lifeless.

There shouldn't be any problems with the Alts; Ryan will just issue the order for all Alts to convert to the faith of Balshatt later.

Where is Amabena?

Ryan walked through the mist for a while, feeling somewhat futile, so he changed his approach and tried to sense the power of faith offered by Amabena.

Soon, he sensed a very faint fluctuation of power from among the countless stars in the sky.

The moment he caught sight of this wisp of power, Ryan opened his eyes and saw a third bright star in the sky above.

"Really?"

Ryan was taken aback.

Although he wanted to succeed, he found it unbelievable after he succeeded. Was the method reliable, or was Amabena's faith reliable?

As he pondered, he gently touched the star, just like last time. The next second, the star burst into dazzling light and transformed into a streak of light, landing not far away.