The First Magic World War-Chapter 623 - 588, okay, I promise not to eat them

Chapter 623: 588, okay, I promise not to eat them Chapter 623: 588, okay, I promise not to eat them Charles had dinner and escorted Sophia Garanord back to her cabin before he went up to the top deck to look out over the Holy Light Divine State Title.

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At night, the Legendary Warship was livelier than during the day.

Magic Lamps Charles couldn’t afford years of salary were everywhere, illuminating the ship as if it were daylight.

Originally, only Great Act Devils were on the Holy Light Divine State Title.

Charles would only call his generals when heading out to battle, taking just a handful of logistical personnel.

But this time, they stayed a bit long in the waters off the Mazon Kingdom.

His generals had brought many people on board without permission, and several magic item auctions had even been held here, attended by wealthy merchants from other nations.

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Charles had given up taxation, but the wealth he garnered in commerce far exceeded the taxes of that era.

He was never stingy with his generals; every one of them was wealthy.

Officers of the Westwind Knighthood were the richest in the entire Old Continent.

Such wealth was why the cohesion of the Westwind Knighthood remained exceptionally high, and even why Anne could make a single command, and many knight members would abandon their lands and retreat to Mecklenburg.

Charles was only too happy to see this happen.

As a transmigrator, he deeply understood how important it was to ensure “his people” lived well!

Not far from the Holy Light Divine State Title was the Emilia Vessel.

Compared to the bright and bustling atmosphere here, the Emilia Vessel was quiet and dark, looking a bit “lonely.”

With a light tap of his feet, Charles soared into the air and floated up.

He had been promoted to Sacred Level a long time ago but was still very fond of this unconstrained feeling.

He crossed the vast sea and landed on the Emilia Vessel.

Before he could steady himself, he heard a voice full of surprise and joy, and a small body threw itself into his arms.

“Daddy!

Emilia feels so sad alone!”

Charles stroked the little girl’s hair and asked, “Where is Gareth?”

Gareth gracefully landed beside them and said softly, “Emilia says I’m not much fun.”

Charles agreed wholeheartedly; he also thought Gareth wasn’t much fun.

Gareth wasn’t meant to be a toy.

Charles glanced back at the Holy Light Divine State Title and pondered for a while before saying, “Great Act Devils aren’t suitable here.

I’ll summon a group of Ghost Crew for you!”

“It’s more fun with more people.”

Emilia swallowed and said, “Okay, I promise I won’t eat them.”

Charles placed a hand on his forehead.

Initially, there had been some Ghost Crew on the Emilia Vessel, brought over from a devoured Ghost Ship.

However, they had now disappeared, clearly having been “eaten.”

He chose not to comment on this but hesitated a bit longer.

The lives of the Ghost Crew mattered too, even though they were no longer living beings; they shouldn’t be just offered up to be eaten.

Emilia said she wouldn’t eat them, but Charles was not entirely convinced.

He thought for quite a while before suddenly coming up with an idea and said, “Mazon Kingdom is full of plant-transformed residents, I’ll bring some over for you to keep.

How does that sound?”

“Their lives are a bit strange.

Can you keep them alive?”

Emilia looked longingly and said, “Dad, can I try?

I promise to take good care of them.”

Charles nodded and said, “Let’s head for the shore first.”

Emilia cheered out loud, and without much need for direction, the Legendary Warship steered towards the coast of the Mazon Kingdom.

After exchanging greetings with Gareth, Charles and he soared into the air and landed on the shore.

Charles, gazing at the dense forest around, suddenly had an epiphany.

Summoning his strength, he hugged a large tree, pulled it straight out from the ground, and hurled it towards the Emilia Vessel.

The plants in the Mazon Kingdom were extremely bizarre.

Charles hadn’t originally thought of doing so much with them, but when he heard Emilia’s timid voice from the ship, “Dad!

It tasted so good, I couldn’t help myself.”

“Should I not have eaten them?”

A spark of inspiration hit Charles, and he shouted, “Emilia, eat as much as you want, Dad will get you more.”

Originally, he had planned to capture some residents of the Mazon Kingdom to cheer up Emilia, but at that moment, he discovered something monumental.

He had never considered what to do with the countless plants within the boundaries of the Mazon Kingdom, but now, he suddenly had a wild idea.

Charles and Gareth exchanged another glance, then chose the thickest trees, pulled them out one by one, and tossed them onto the Emilia Vessel, which made Emilia incredibly happy.

As each tree landed on the Emilia Vessel, it vanished without a trace, “digested” by the Legendary Warship.

Charles and Gareth, both being of Sacred level and among the strongest of such, used their tremendous powers for “tree pulling.” Soon, they had cleared an empty stretch of land by the coast.

Charles even sensed a mysterious power eroding the Mazon Kingdom, originating partly from the Emilia Vessel and partly from the Holy Light Divine State Title.

Taking a look at the motionless Holy Light Divine State Title on the sea, Charles realized that this Legendary Warship had probably been coveting these plants, empowered by the Evil God, for a long time.

He hadn’t thought that the Mazon Kingdom, covered in sinister plants, could also become an “Achilles’ heel.”

Charles placed his hand on the ground and quickly maze-ified the cleared land to prevent the plants from encroaching any further.

He planned to call everyone together tomorrow to chop wood and pluck weeds.

Returning to the Emilia Vessel, Charles saw Emilia’s eyes curving like crescents as she continuously pulled something from her body to pop into her mouth, munching adorably, which made him unable to help asking, “Can you digest this power?”

Emilia vigorously nodded her little head and said, “It’s a bit like Dapocirodo, crunchy and a bit sticky!”

“It’s just that the nutrition is mediocre, and the power contained is too little.”

Charles couldn’t help but smile wryly.

These plants were nourished by the power of the Evil God; how could their strength compare to the genuine “big shots” like the Isemeren Palace or Agmillar’s Labyrinth?

Charles spoke calmly, “Although the nutrition is average, it’s plentiful!

An entire country filled with plants containing the power of the Evil God.”

“As long as you can stomach it, there’s as much as you want.”

The people aboard the Holy Light Divine State Title had no idea that this night was their last spree.

Starting tomorrow morning, they would temporarily switch their professions to “farmers,” “woodcutters,” and “grass diggers,” and this arduous labor would continue for a long time.