Capítulo 72: Chapter Seventy-two: Divine Instructions - Reverse Wind Port is Now Under My Command
"It is no wonder the deities cautioned us not to underestimate the civilization across the sea…"
Onboard the *Nicolas*, Zuo Qiu Yue gazed at the distant coastline of Reverse Wind Port, her tone infused with deep reflection.
Judging solely by the architectural structures and port operations, the level of civilization in the Storm Kingdom clearly surpassed that of the Three Races!
Setting aside the God-given city, one could see that their tribal territories fell far short when compared to the thriving towns before them!
"Indeed, it is fortunate that Chief Xian has consistently adhered to the divine will, otherwise, we would stand no chance against such an invading alien army..."
Beside her, Hu Yan Qingbai wholeheartedly concurred, a look of dread etched across his plump face.
He had previously entertained thoughts of coexisting peacefully with the civilization across the sea.
Yet, gazing upon the port towns of the Storm Kingdom, one could not fathom why those at the zenith of civilization would engage in peace with such primitive clans.
Invasion, occupation, and enslavement seemed the most likely scenarios!
Zuo Qiu Yue cast a sidelong glance at Hu Yan Qingbai but refrained from comment.
According to the predetermined "Divine Right of Kings Plan," the initial ambassadors from the divine realm were to be Hu Yan Wu, Zuo Qiu Yue, and Nalan Huazi.
However, due to sustaining considerable injuries in the battle against Geiki aboard the *Nicolas*, Nalan Huazi's recovery was not as swift as hoped, prompting a last-minute decision to substitute him with Hu Yan Qingbai.
A moment later, the elegantly attired Seventh Prince emerged from the cabin, and upon seeing the array of battle ships poised in the distance, his legs trembled with fear!
"Your Highness, be careful…"
The nearby wizard Lanon, quick to react, steadied the Seventh Prince and whispered urgently, "Do you remember what was discussed this morning?"
Noticing the Seventh Prince's continued state of anxiety, Lanon could not help but inwardly curse the king for producing such an ineffectual son.
Yet, for the sake of the greater plan, Lanon tolerated his disdain and continued, "If Your Highness wishes to preserve your life, you must act according to the… according to the divine instructions!
Otherwise, no matter where you flee, those formidable aliens will easily claim your life!"
"Ah…"
The Seventh Prince finally responded, casting a furtive glance at the imposing divine servant Hu Yan Wu standing ahead, trembling as he whispered, "If I follow their orders, I can succeed to the throne of the Storm Kingdom? Then I shall do as instructed!"
Upon hearing this, Lanon discreetly sighed.
A king, in the eyes of the divine, was merely a marionette…
Though the Seventh Prince may be inept, he was nonetheless the kin of the Third Prince, maintaining a semblance of royal dignity.
With a stiffened spine and a resolved expression, he appeared to project a measure of royal authority.
Yet, as the Seventh Prince approached the bow, preparing to feign commanding authority, he suddenly observed the myriad battle ships across the sea igniting with arcane light!
Without any superfluous pleasantries, the stoic Third Prince immediately commanded all wizards to engage upon noticing the enemy's entry into range!
"Claws of the Wind Elemental!"
"Fireball!"
"Burn to ashes!"
"Wind Ensnare!"
"Explosive Touch!"
In stark contrast to the witch Mag's unit, nearly no one on this side employed water-based spells, instead opting for a potent combination of wind and fire.
With fire propelled by the wind, the intensity escalated!
In an instant, a ferocious blast of heat surged forth, as if intent on engulfing the five battle ships in its grasp!
"It's over…"
The Seventh Prince, who had barely held his ground for two minutes, crumpled again, desperately seeking refuge.
But he noticed that Hu Yan Wu and the others remained steadfast in their positions, this "warm welcome" had been anticipated by Zuo Qiu Yue, who had wisely made prior arrangements.
With a roar—
A sudden wave erupted beneath the ship's bow, forming a water wall nearly ten meters high and a hundred meters wide, colliding fiercely with the oncoming heat wave!
Sizzle!!
A torrent of steam billowed forth, enveloping the *Nicolas* in a dense mist, rendering it a ghostly apparition.
"Water Wall Spell…"
On the *Belmou*, the wizard Douglas narrowed his eyes.
He and the witch Mag had long been adversaries in a rivalry akin to fire and water, and he was well aware of such protective water spells.
Yet, given Mag's capabilities, it would be challenging to conjure a water wall of this scale, the combined fire and wind spells of nearly a hundred young wizards could not be easily resisted!
Douglas turned to the female knight: "Do the foreigners have wizards as well?"
Kuntina, equally astonished, replied, "No… at least during our encounter, the aliens did not deploy any wizards!"
"Interesting."
The Third Prince remained unfazed, snapping his fingers and stating, "The welcoming ceremony is concluded, let us invite our guests to a more formal discussion."
"Your Highness, do not act impulsively!"
Kuntina urged urgently, "The powerful foreigners are exceedingly dangerous, if we draw too close, it will be difficult to ensure your safety!"
"Even at a distance, you may not be able to protect me."
The Third Prince pointed upwards, and Kuntina, puzzled, looked up, only to be taken aback.
Unbeknownst to them, the griffon—a beast that had hunted them multiple times—was now circling high above!
"What the devil, even that creature can be commanded? Is it too late for me to withdraw?"
Douglas observed the griffon closely, his eyes flickering with a glimmer of insight as he estimated the creature's magical essence, a wry smile creeping onto his lips.
"Whether we can withdraw is no longer ours to decide."
The Third Prince summoned servants to bring out tables and chairs, sitting at ease, awaiting developments.
Kuntina and Douglas exchanged glances, saying nothing more, standing guard behind the Third Prince.
Moments later, the *Nicolas* docked alongside the *Belmou*.
The knights and wizards on the side deck stood tense, but the Third Prince waved them off, rising graciously to extend an invitation:
"Esteemed guests from across the sea, we apologize for our hasty preparations and inadequate hospitality, we hope you will overlook our shortcomings."
Hu Yan Wu, Zuo Qiu Yue, and Hu Yan Qingbai leaped across the ship's rail onto the deck of the *Belmou*.
The Seventh Prince hesitated briefly, but Lanon supported him forward.
"Third Brother, long time no see."
To the Third Prince's dismay, the foreigners ignored him, instead seating his ineffectual Seventh Brother at the main position across the table.
What game are they playing?
"Indeed, it has been a long time."
The Third Prince maintained a facade of cordiality, smiling as he ordered tea while subtly inquiring, "We received intelligence that the *Nicolas* encountered peril and required assistance, yet my Seventh Brother returned safely on this very warship… Where have Lord Geiki and Lady Mag gone?"
"They are safe as well."
The Seventh Prince, cup in hand, replied cautiously, "I have returned to convey a directive from the divine realm.
From this day forth, Reverse Wind Port shall be under my complete control, including military and commercial ports as well as the urban area…"
"Are you jesting?"
Before the Seventh Prince could finish, the hot-tempered Douglas interrupted bluntly, "The lord of Reverse Wind Port is my pupil! Anyone attempting to usurp his domain will need to contend with me first!"
"Oh?"
Zuo Qiu Wu stepped forward with an unyielding demeanor.
"I shall test that."
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