The First Magic World War-Chapter 643 - When will the days without war arrive

Chapter 643: When will the days without war arrive?

Chapter 643: When will the days without war arrive?

He had defeated an Evil God head-on, making the warriors of the Westwind Knights erupt in cheers!

Despite Charles’ expedition in the Agres Sea having overcome Ysamiel and Agmilas, it had primarily been a naval force.

In Modova now, it was an army, and though on the Old Continent the concept of different military branches hadn’t been established and Charles had not divided the Westwind Knights into different branches, there were, in fact, distinct troops.

Most of the lower-ranked soldiers in this army that was on an expedition to Modova had never witnessed such a large-scale event.

Charles had released the Blood Spirit Rhinos, his strength drastically reduced, but to his surprise, neither Wind Rush nor Unity, his special abilities, changed at all.

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The Wind Rush runes remained intact, not dissipating into eighteen Quickness Techniques.

He was still able to combine the eighteen Flame Hand runes into a “Super Flame Hand,” and the same held true for the runes of the Flame Scorching Blast Bullet.

From this, he realized that not every rune could evolve, and some, perhaps, required a very secretive ceremony or a special secret technique for their transformation, and it wasn’t just a natural evolution.

He was on an unusual path, quite different from a typical rune evolution.

While preparing, Charles thought to consult his teacher, Juno, and actually…

Wood Brandon was a good consulting resource too.

He had learned the secret technique of repeatedly refining low-level runes from Wood Brandon.

Of course, Charles believed that Borozh could also answer some of his questions.

On the other hand, the ancient alchemists of the Great Emerald Book, not being combat-oriented, didn’t quite understand these battle-related secret techniques, despite their strength.

The Jade Library also lacked such “small experiences.”

The soldiers of the Westwind Knights proficiently began to clean up the battlefield, moving the fallen Tree Spirits and those soldiers transformed into plants one by one onto the Holy Light Divine State Title, allowing this legendary warship to devour them.

The Holy Light Divine State Title had now become a totem-like presence in the Westwind Knights.

It seemed that as long as it was there, they could be invincible in battle.

Moreover, this legendary warship could provide the ultimate pleasures of the mortal world; everyone who had boarded the Holy Light Divine State Title would sing unending praises.

Charles returned to Modova and repelled an invasion by the Evil God, leading the war into another period of stagnation.

More than ten days later, an unexpected visitor arrived in Modova, bringing hundreds of veteran soldiers.

Charles was quite surprised to see Cyrus; he had almost forgotten about these veterans of the South Ceraph Reclamation Army.

Since they were willing to come to Modova, he naturally granted them corresponding statuses, assimilating them into various countries.

But if they weren’t willing to come, there was nothing he could do about it; how could he force these people?

However, since Cyrus personally brought them, he had no choice but to reluctantly accept them!

Charles said to Cyrus, “You’ve really given me a tough job!”

Cyrus, looking quite tired, replied, “I have to ensure their survival.”

This time, as Charles joined Cyrus in facing these veterans from the South Ceraph Reclamation Army, the hostility of the veterans slightly lessened, but there were still murmurs, “I absolutely refuse to fight for the House of Mecklen.”

Charles raised his hand to signal and spoke, “The territory of Southseraph has been occupied by the New World Conference and has been converted into the Freehold of the New World Conference.

If you wish to return, I will arrange it immediately and provide housing and land.

However, although they nominally serve the Mecklen Family, in reality, I have no control over them, and your housing and land might take a long time to arrange or could even be withheld.”

“If you want to immediately obtain land, I can send you all to my new territory.

Since it’s newly undeveloped land, each person can receive more than three times the land allocation and will also receive a batch of supplies.”

“Those willing to go to the Freehold at the New World Conference, stand to my left; those willing to go to my new territory, stand to my right.

My new territory allows Cyrus to oversee the land allocation and guarantee benefits.

Regardless of the choice made, you can change your decision at any time.

Please make your choice.”

Most of the veterans chose to return to Southseraph, as it was their homeland.

However, some were curious to see what the new land looked like?

Charles, of course, wouldn’t let Cyrus go and made him accompany these veterans to settle down, especially since the original capital of Modova, Liguria, had now maze-ified into Brittany Fortress.

It was very convenient to travel to other cities under his rule.

This resettlement activity took seven to eight days.

The veterans who initially chose to go to the Freehold at the New World Conference almost all changed their minds.

Due to Charles’s relentless efforts, most Southseraphians were relocated elsewhere and achieved a better life.

Not many Southseraphians remained in the Freehold at the New World Conference, as most of the land and houses were destroyed by the war and no longer available for distribution.

Moreover, the New World Conference, having been instructed by Charles, was not friendly toward these Southseraph veterans.

Almost none could secure the allocated land and houses, and these returning veterans couldn’t even assure their basic living needs.

In contrast, the Agres Archipelago was teeming with development groups.

Charles had sent over hundreds of thousands of people there; it had grown substantially.

Moreover, the islands had maze-ified cities built on them and had their own fleets, not isolated and extremely convenient for travel.

And indeed, anyone willing to stay was genuinely granted land; as for the houses, they would have to build their own.

Hmm, Charles had always been “giving away” land and houses for free under his jurisdiction, but he incorporated a modern concept; the free aspect was the right to use, not to own.

A small ‘rent’ was collected annually, payable all at once for five, ten, twenty, or even seventy years, with varying levels of discounts.

There was no tax within Charles’s territory, yet this form of passive income was considerable.

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Nevertheless, the burden of living for the people within his territory remained extremely low.

Cyrus didn’t stay long.

After most of the Restoration Army veterans were settled, he left in a hurry.

The hatred between him and Charles was irreversible, and could only be…

let go.

Charles knew that this outstanding young man from Southseraph would soon become a Blood Clan member, assimilate into Byron, and erase the last trace of Southseraph from himself.

The fiercely resistant Southseraph Freehold, like Behemoth, would be erased from the Old Continent.

Southseraphians would no longer be trapped in wars, just like the Behemothians, who would soon forget that they were once ruled by an Archduke, accustomed to being direct territories of the Empire, accustomed not to pay taxes to a Duke, only to face officials sent by the Empire.

This war had brought great changes to the Old Continent, yet each country and every citizen had no time to reflect, as they all yearned for peace.

Who knew when the days without war would come?

Would they ever come?