Chapter 261 – Eastern Conquest Plan 2 (2/2)
Woohyuk showed a satisfied expression because Battle Foresight was a usable ability.
‘Now I just need to fill one more ability as the Mythical Successor.’
After completing the Mythical Successor class, he’d be able to devote more time to his fourth class, Rule Breaker.
Taking his leave from the seven paladins, Woohyuk personally went to find Eleanora.
“I won’t be seeing you for a while, Eleanora. While I’m away, I will entrust the Western continent to you.”
“Can’t we have a wedding before you go out, Hero King? My heart is always yearning for you…” Eleanora shyly murmured as she turned bright red.
She was very beautiful, but Woohyuk shook his head.
“I don’t want for us to have a wedding until the trouble is over. If we did wed now, on the battlefield, I will start regretting not being with my family and loving wife.”
“If so, I will wait until King Woohyuk achieves all his goals,” she said with a sigh.
Woohyuk embraced Eleanora on the balcony.
Woohyuk stroked her hair as if to appease a little child.
“Do well. You’re now the Empress of the Holy Aperian Empire.”
“Yes… I will work hard…”
Eleanora raised her head and put on a smile.
The scene was like a romantic picture that could only be read in romance literature.
However, Woohyuk couldn’t help but feel guilty.
‘When peace returns, I’ll return you back to normal, Eleanora.’
Outside of Eleanora, Woohyuk also had to be mindful of Leifina. It was Leifina that he owed more towards.
So, although the situation was undesirable, it was unavoidable to control and mobilize the imperial army.
After having a short kiss with Eleanora, Woohyuk returned to the outskirts of the capital.
“Lord, have you finished?” Leifina asked.
“Yeah. Everything will go according to our plan,” Woohyuk answered with a sigh.
They had come up with a relatively easy countermeasure thanks to Maria’s prophetic vision.
However, whether she was still worried, Leifina’s expression remained dark.
“I can’t imagine it. The number of people who will die in this war…”
“We need to reduce the damage as much as possible. Also, keep in mind that if we don’t conquer the East, there will be even more victims,” Woohyuk said aloud for everyone nearby to hear.
The others aboard the flying shuttle nodded in agreement.
“We’ll be justified in our actions as well since the Eastern Empire invaded the West first,” someone mentioned.
“By the way, what about the Flood, Helena? When will it happen?” Woohyuk asked.
“Fortunately, I think we’ll be able to deal with the second Catastrophe ourselves since our power levels seem high enough. I’ll tell you the details once our ceremony is over,” Helena responded.
The followers of Etheria Rodinus were scheduled to conduct a sacred ceremony to prevent the second catastrophe, the Flood, two days later.
Woohyuk nodded and stared at the eastern sky, where the shuttle was heading.
They would soon enter a naval battle that would long be talked about on the Eeth Continent.
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The Strait of Isis, located between the Croix Principality and the Theresian Empire.
There, a large-scale Eastern fleet continued sailing east through a storm.
100,000 soldiers were on board. Their mission was to land at the Croix Principality and subdue the elven race.
“The Elf Queen won’t expect an amphibious attack in this weather,” Marcus muttered.
In the Captain’s Room, Marcus looked out the window with a happy smile.
The key to any strategy was to outwit one’s opponent by situating oneself in an unexpected place.
In that respect, his expedition entrance was really good.
“The elven race will soon be under your control,” a copper-skinned admiral, who was next to Marcus, said flatteringly.
The admiral was excited about the idea of tumbling around in the bedroom with the pretty elves after achieving victory.
“If the amphibious operation is successful, I will give you a big prize. I would have had a hard time building a fleet like this. I was lucky that I could depend on you,” Marcus replied.
“Thank you, my Lord,” the admiral said as he smiled and bowed his head to Marcus.
At that time, an uproar broke out with a bizarre cry.
Go-Oh!
At Woohyuk’s call, a Kraken had appeared.
The Imperial Army trembled at the appearance of a deep-sea monster that they were seeing for the first time in their lives.
“W-What the hell is that?!” a deckhand shouted out in confusion.
“Is it the mythical sea monster Kraken?” another yelled in fright.
Kwa-Ji-Jik!
A giant ship was easily cracked into two as the Kraken’s tentacles wielded around the helpless ship.
The Eastern forces fleet stopped advancing and began firing at the Kraken at once.
Pow! Pow! Pow!
However, their weapons were not enough to stop deep-sea monsters.
When the imperial army was screaming in fear, a black fog rolled in and a pirate ship appeared.
It was the dark purple sailing ship of Pirate King Drake.
“Hahaha! It’s been a long time since we last saw some sea warfare. Ah, it’s nice to reminisce on old memories. No fleet could contend with my ship in those days…”
“W-Who are you?!” someone screamed.
“Get out of our way, can’t you see the monster right in front of you?!” another added on.
The Eastern imperial army, not understanding the situation, fired fiery cannonballs at Drake.
Instead of answering, Drake ordered his ghost sailors to rain on them with shells.
Kwa-Kwa-Kwa-Kwa-Kwa-Kwang!
Drake’s specially designed cannons were many times more powerful than those of the Eastern fleet.
As the empire’s front ships sank into the sea, one by one, Marcus sent more ships to contend against the pirate ship.
“Quickly, defeat him! There’s only one pirate ship!”
He had made a big judgment mistake.