The Great Calamity

Chapter 70 The Calamity of the Grand Duke (Seeking First Subscription)

The Fourth Age.

Chael leaves the Rothschild Islands and begins his journey at sea, hoping to stumble upon Grosser's Travels.

At Arodes's urging, Shael reluctantly took the magic mirror with him, but he threw it into his own island of the mind to save himself the trouble of carrying it around and to prevent it from being contaminated.

He did not attribute everything to mere coincidence.

He also carried a book containing the power of the elven calamity and the mystical aura of the negative personality of the Imaginary Dragon, which could barely be considered a token.

On the surface of the book, a line of words was written in Elvish: "Book of Calamities".

This is the handwriting that Xia'er had the Elf Queen write; it's quite beautiful.

"Arods, try using this book to search the spirit world. I'll just pick a direction randomly."

Chael randomly chose a direction at sea and began exploring the waters off Sunia.

He knew that Grosser's Travels could change its appearance and name to hide itself, and whether he could find the book depended on luck and whether the last prayer ritual was effective.

If you can't find him, then look for 0-08. He knows enough about 0-08 that he'll eventually write him into the story, whether it's a future story or a present one.

The resurrection of the ancient god Angorweid requires the encounter of "The Travels of Grosser" and the sealed artifact 0-08. As long as Shael participates in this process, he will obtain one of them sooner or later.

"I'll give you a clue: a giant named Grosser, an elf named Shatas, and a hermit named Snowman."

"These are all the people I know who have come into contact with that notebook: two from the Second Era and one from the Third Era."

Shael provided Arodes with some intelligence.

"I can only do my best."

Arrodes' answer was somewhat reluctant.

In fact, if he could have found it, Arrodes would have already had the answer, instead of continuing the search.

"There has been some news about the Dragon Kingdom and the City of Miracles."

Arodes shared the relevant information directly with Shael.

"Were there two 'miracle cities' named Levicht?"

"Was it the news that the old dragon was posted in the spirit world?"

Chael smiled.

Does taking sides count as a skill?

Initially, he was a follower of the Imaginary Dragon. After the Imaginary Dragon fell, he became the King of Angels who served the ancient sun god.

The ancient sun god fell from power and seized control of the White Tower, becoming the current god of knowledge and wisdom.

His assessment was that they occupied the toilet and the toilet paper, but they didn't actually poop.

If you don't want to be God, why are you trying to be a true god?

If you don't need the White Pagoda, you can donate it to someone in need.

"It really is him."

"The Church of Knowledge seems to be trying to find this travelogue as well."

Arodes also had little respect for the dragons of wisdom.

"It can't be found, not even by the ancient sun god."

"Let's just use our authority to search slowly. Maybe we'll find it after two thousand years."

Xia Er said that she couldn't feel happy looking at herself.

The White Pagoda, which claims to be "omniscient," has been searched for two thousand years?

What about him?

A few weeks later...

"Let's go to the Northern Continent instead."

After drifting at sea for several weeks, Chael made a decision.

According to the original timeline, the next person to accidentally enter the world of the book is a viscount from the Northern Continent.

More importantly, he was looking for books; only a few tattered books had been salvaged from the sea in the past few weeks.

"Even if Grosser's Travels wanted to find me, who knows how long it would take to reach the Sunia Sea."

Chael realized that even after swimming around the sea twice, he wouldn't encounter this tattered book.

This lousy book isn't necessarily looking for me, nor is it that intelligent.

If you're too far away, mystical connections won't work.

"This is the distribution of various forces in the Northern Continent."

Before Shael could even ask, Arodes directly provided a map of the northern continent.

On the map, the main activity areas of various churches and supernatural forces are marked with different colors.

"Land consolidation...that's pretty fast."

Except for a few islands on the edge, the northern continent is almost entirely painted with various different colors.

Even now, the human population is simply not enough to completely cover the entire northern continent.

However, this does not prevent churches from conducting missionary work on a mobile basis.

It looks like a game of make-believe, with the four colors—black, red, blue, and white—often overlapping.

"Being the Pope in the Fourth Age is a dangerous job."

"Let's go, Arodes, let's go to the land and establish a duchy."

Chael submerged into the sea and moved swiftly using the ocean's power.

He abandoned his plan to continue north, to the vicinity of the present-day Sea of ​​the North, near Taijuan.

The area near the capitals of the Kingdom of Rune, the Kingdom of Feneport, and the Empire of Fusak will also be too vast in the future.

In the western part of the Northern Continent, near the Misty Sea, lies the westernmost part of the future Intis Republic.

Because this place is far from the center of the Northern Continent, the land is relatively barren and there are not many powerful forces here.

The gods and churches are all on the stage in the center of the North and South continents, one after another. Who would be so cowardly as to hide in the corners of the continent if they have the power of gods?

Lead-like clouds rolled and surged like the back of a giant beast, and several pale lightning bolts pierced the sky.

The sea crashed against the riverbank with deep, furious roars.

The people living in this region were so powerless in the face of terrifying natural disasters; they knelt on the ground in fear.

Just like when we encountered unavoidable disasters in the past.

The leader of this region, a burly man over two meters tall, stared at the sky with a pale face. Beside him, his son's axe fell limply to the ground.

The tribe's witch, the chief's wife, held a shattered crystal ball in her hands. The deep purple seaweed juice on her lips was stained with a dark red. Holding her young daughter, she slowly knelt on the ground, her forehead pressed tightly to the ground, praying for forgiveness for the natural disaster.

As the witch moved, the guards, whose minds were already dominated by fear, put down their weapons. They knelt on the ground, afraid to move or raise their heads, and whispered prayers.

Shael stood on the coastal reef, his black robes fluttering in the wind, his fingertips tracing the Book of Calamities, lightning cascading from his head, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

A faint faith has emerged, but it lacks clear guidance from a revered name and has not fully settled upon oneself.

He snapped his fingers, and streaks of lightning, mixed with the storm, struck a cliff on the coast.

The mountain wall was split open by lightning, and huge rocks rolled down.

The sobbing and terrified screams seemed to grow a little louder, but were quickly drowned out by the gale.

The Principality of Pas was established.

Chael commanded the storms and built a magnificent castle on the cliffs.

He stood on the castle terrace, looking down at the mist rising from the misty sea and gazing at his own territory.

Located in the western part of the Northern Continent, near the western coast of the future Republic of Intis, this place is barren but far from the central conflicts.

Its territory is not small, equivalent to the area of ​​a standard province in the future kingdoms of the Northern Continent.

The terrain is mostly hilly and forested along the coast of the Misty Sea, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. There are also several islands nearby, which are convenient for maritime activities.

Shael has no idol baggage; he can build castles by himself and clear wasteland by himself. The "Storm Shovel" is also quite interesting.

He alone can boost the GDP of the entire principality.

However, if things develop too well, it can easily attract the ire of the church.

Just keep up with other regions.

There are already some mid-to-low-rank extraordinary individuals here. Just arrange for them to participate in land reclamation and establish an internal resource cycle for the territory.

In this day and age, let's just forget about foreign trade.

"Arods, would you be interested in working part-time as a butler?"

Chael inquires about the magic mirror of the mind.

"Can I?"

Arrodes was somewhat surprised.

"Of course, you can call yourself Roside, use that pseudonym."

With a wave of his hand, Xia'er dragged the former lord onto the terrace by the gale.

"ocean..:.

The warrior lord stared in fear at the legendary elf, and after meeting those pale golden eyes, he felt a mental pressure.

She fainted.

"Poseidon?"

"I don't like this title."

As she spoke, Xia Er created a virtual personality and took over the other person's body as a container.

Arrodes, in his mental island, could certainly use Shael, this virtual persona, to carry out his activities.

"Shael, no, I should call you Master."

Butler Ross bowed to Chael.

He seemed a little uncomfortable, but was clearly very happy to be able to move around in this way.

"Don't disgust me."

"You may call me Grand Duke, Grand Duke Constantine, or Grand Duke of Calamity, as you please."

"You can call me whatever you want, even if you're a cowardly duke. In private, you can call me whatever you want."

Xia Er refused with a chill; he was not worthy of such a title.

He passed on a simple development plan to Arrodes.

People who live near mountains live off the mountains; people who live near the sea live off the sea.

As for the others, wouldn't this "omniscient" mirror just copy homework?

"You can play around with this territory as you please."

"Our focus should still be on finding high-priced items."

As he spoke, Xia Er was also thinking.

If we use fog for divination, can we shorten the search area?

Butler Ross didn't disturb Chael's thoughts; he couldn't wait to stretch his legs, and the first step...

The purpose was to make these people deeply aware of the majesty and benevolence of the Great Lord who brings disaster.

He stepped out onto the terrace, called out to the son in this body, and asked him to come with him to inspect the territory.

Then he winked at the 'witch' and signaled her to go and serve the Grand Duke.