The nobles of Castile had no idea what was happening on another continent.
What ghost of a Demon God, what doomsday white light, was just another storm over the Sea of Instability; the Solun Continent was hardly affected.
In the eyes of some Castilian nobles, facing the M Continent, which couldn’t use Supremacy Magic, Avar’s failure to conquer was merely due to the difficulty of crossing the sea and insufficient troop deployment.
Like the ones in Dimier, most dragons on the Solun Continent had already assisted the Avar people in escorting; after all, they were the Avar and the dragons!
If most dragons assisted the Avar in conquering the Solun Continent, nations like Castile would have long since ceased to exist. Now it was evident that the Avar and the dragons had indeed joined forces and headed to the M Continent.
Even with limited personnel crossing the sea, these nobles had already interacted with the Demon Clan and learned that on the M Continent, there was also a race called the Demon Clan and a country called An Zhu cooperating with the Avar; thus, conquering the M Continent was only a matter of time, wasn’t it?
What about the elves? Can they defeat dragons? Can they withstand Supremacy Magic?
These nobles naively replaced the war model of the M Continent with the Supremacy Magic bombardment of the Solun Continent. Thus, even if the M Continent had strong inherent power, it would still struggle to resist the invasion of dragons and the Avar.
Those were dragons!
Of course, some nobles believed the M Continent would not be easily conquered. Their basis was merely legendary texts, far less direct than the appearance of dragons.
Moreover, even those who felt the M Continent wouldn’t be easily conquered only believed it would be difficult, not impossible.
After all, Castile did not know the combat power of the elves, but had experienced that of the dragons.
Additionally, the descriptions of Cape’s combat power in the letter from the Gray Robe were not intuitive and had many omissions, such as the Royal City defense battle which was directly omitted. Lind’s image became very bizarre, turning into a schemer who only knew how to speculate; this was still in the Gray Robe’s letter, regarding the most prosperous nation on the M Continent.
Therefore, Castile made a serious misjudgment about the situation on the M Continent.
As for why the dragon groups from Solun didn’t fly back? They must have already conquered and settled in the fertile M Continent.
Some nobles even felt the situation over there was: it’s already over!
Of course, these nobles were not wrong. The war situation on the M Continent had indeed ended.
So after this letter from the Gray Robe was sent across the sea to Castile, those nobles who had already had deep connections with the Avar began to take action.
Your Majesty, surrender, cooperate with the Avar; surrendering now will at least allow for a share, and then everyone will be the dogs of the Avar.
Of course, surrendering is an art; who surrenders, how to surrender, in what way to surrender, and how to frame surrender as cooperation—all these have great nuances, leading to a big argument among the nobles.
In reality, to send troops to the M Continent, the Avar was already very weak. Furthermore, there weren’t many dragons left on the Solun Continent; currently, the Avar’s actual war capability was perhaps the weakest it had ever been, aside from its peak financial situation due to previous maritime trade and the financial help from the Demon Clan.
Yet Castile was deteriorating even more severely, especially since it had to face Avar directly, just to barely maintain unity. If Avar vaporized one day, Castile would break into internal strife.
Of course, even if Avar had not vaporized yet, Castile was on the verge of collapse.
The Demon Clan’s money-making methods were not limited to Avar’s territory; they had also infiltrated Castile.
Due to their natural talent for boasting and a bit of sob story selling, these Demon Clan members quickly became honored guests among the Castilian nobles.
After all, Bloodline Magic looked very impressive.
And these Demon Clan members obviously couldn’t act legitimately; soon, all the means that Cape could use were implemented internally within Castile. After some time, their shameless money-making tactics had begun to show effectiveness; the Demon Clan had even surpassed those small and medium nobles, exploiting the bottom-tier farmers and workers in Castile, becoming a new emerging force in Castile and the surrounding nations.
In contrast, those thoroughly exploited farmers finally erupted into a rebellion; yet, like Cape’s initial uprising, these rebels not only lacked determined leaders but also failed to establish a base; in most cases, halfway through, their leaders were either coaxed into submission or outright bought by the Demon Clan, and instead ended up as pawns for the Demon Clan.
After all, these lower-class people who inherently understood nothing about magic could never defeat the noble lords; most uprisings could be suppressed simply by the arrival of one or two professionals. They couldn’t stir much trouble; any income they earned was already quite good.
Meanwhile, the Castilian nobles focused solely on infighting, hardly paying attention to the situation, or if they noticed, they didn’t care; after all, the number of Demon Clan members was quite small; they fundamentally didn’t pose a significant threat. Nobles remained nobles, farmers remained farmers, and the Demon Clan would even sponsor the nobles’ grand undertakings, while the rebellious farmers they absorbed were actually supported to build armies beneath these nobles.
Who would hate such a Demon Clan?
However, the situation in Castile was becoming increasingly chaotic, and it wouldn’t be surprising if several small nations collapsed in an instant.
Of course, the chaos wasn’t limited to Castile; surrounding nations were not doing well either. The Anti-Avar Alliance was essentially a mere formality; everyone had some connections with the Avar to varying degrees.
The nobles Gonzales met in a single day, as well as the princes this faction was sponsoring, shared opinions similar to Garcia’s. Fundamentally, it was all the same, only differing in discussing what strategies to use to cooperate with the Avar and how to gain a share in the next trade with the M Continent.
Gonzales could sense that if he didn’t yield, he would likely lose his position as king.
Although the trading fleet with the M Continent hadn’t arrived for a long time, more nobles believed that the dragons and the Avar had already founded a nation on the wealthy M Continent and had no intention of returning. After all, how could dragons possibly lose? Thus, the nobles on the Solun Continent didn’t notice anything amiss and were still discussing what novel products the next batch arriving at the Solun Continent might bring, even imagining whether they could establish their territory on the M Continent after cooperating with the Avar.
In such fantasies, the Castilians had already envisioned the rudimentary shape of a colony.
And at this moment, in the ports of Castile, Dimier was washed ashore.
