The witch thought I am a Demon God

Chapter 1037 - 529 The Emperor’s Duel_2

Chapter 1037: Chapter 529 The Emperor’s Duel_2Archbishop Lance also felt there was something fishy about this affair.

The Empire Island Chief Justice, however, said, "I think it must be true. I’ve heard that the Ross Empire has a musket used by the founding emperor, a musket that never fails in battle. If it fires, it always hits the target, and if it hits, the target is bound to be injured."

"It’s just that the bullets for that musket are limited. I’ve heard, due to extreme anger this time, the Ross Empire risked using that musket."

"Ivita thought her magical power was formidable, underestimating the depth of the Magic Black Forest, and fell victim to the Ross Empire’s Law Musket."

The Empire Island Chief Justice said, "Moreover, today, the three territories and a swamp we were about to transfer to Alsace Kingdom suddenly had their process interrupted. I suspect that the Alsasians have now lost their confidence and thus don’t know what to do."

After listening to the Chief Justice’s analysis, Louis XI burst into hearty laughter. "At last, my major problem is resolved."

"Now it’s time for a decisive battle."

"Without any worries behind me, I can now fight it out with Emperor Oyo III."

"In this Lorin Duchy, I want to completely smash that ostentatious Empire and make it known that within the Magic Black Forest Continent, only the Kingdom of Frank is the true Empire!"

Archbishop Lance asked, "Are we going to have a decisive battle with the Emperor’s army in Lorin Duchy? Recently, the Emperor’s main force has been

"We are absolutely at a disadvantage on the front."

"That is why I believe the proposal from the Frankish people offers us an advantage."

"Perhaps proposing the duel is their major mistake, an opportunity for them to hand victory over to us."

Oyo III said, "A duel... suits me just fine. To kill the Frankish pretender emperor in front of everyone truly suits my intent. I am the Emperor of mankind, and I have never really feared anyone on the battlefield."

"But we can’t really put all our trust in a duel; our army must be ready to support us at all times. If the Frankish people break their word, or if they ambush us with their army, we will still have to fight a tough battle."

"Besides, the dueling conditions allow for twenty people to accompany us, but I cannot completely comply with their wishes. I will send a messenger to change the conditions of the duel to allow each side to bring two hundred people, otherwise, I will not accept the duel request."

Duke Gugel was surprised. "Increasing the number of people in the duel, is that to our advantage?"

"Moreover, it would essentially turn it into a small-scale battle."

Oyo III smiled and said, "Of course increasing the numbers is to our advantage. The Frankish people have far more magical resources than we do. With only thirty attendants, their Witch Group will give them the edge. Our advantage, however, lies in having more Law Knight Regiments. To bring the advantage of the Law Knight Regiments into play, we need more numbers."

"If we can bring two hundred people, I can take at least five top-tier Law Knight Regiments and form special knight formations with them."

"This is a resource only the Emperor of the Holy Empire possesses. I must make rational use of it."

Duke Gugel slapped the table forcefully. "Good!"

Half a day later, after an emissary shuttled between the two camps, both sides finally reached an agreement on the terms of the duel.

The Frankish people consented to changing the number of assistants to two hundred people.

Having resolved this major issue, Emperor Oyo III then pulled Duke Gugel into the warmth of a beauty’s boudoir.

Strangely enough, these two robust men only had this one pastime in common.

Oyo III drank from the golden cup handed to him by the soft arms of the female elf beside him, and an unusual light flashed in the eyes of the silver-haired elf.

Oyo III seemed a bit tipsy and said, "Today’s wine tastes sweeter. It’s different from the other drinks before, where is this wine from?"

The female elf was astonished. "Your Majesty, you can taste the difference?"

Oyo III smiled and caressed the delicate skin of the female elf with his hands. "Of course, I can distinguish the difference. A Duke Knight’s sense of taste is extremely powerful; what’s the same flavor to your mouths can be hundreds of thousands of different flavors in mine."

The female elf’s throat quivered slightly as she lifted the golden cup and drank it down herself. "This is a sweet fruit wine I made myself, how does it taste?"

Oyo III closed his eyes in enjoyment. "Couldn’t be better. Gugel, come over here."

...

Within Arthas Palace, Ivita remained inactive, adopting a calm and poised stance, waiting for the situation to change, knowing that his best strategy at the moment was to do nothing.

"The muskets of the Ross Empire are indeed formidable, but as long as I am not hit, I’ll be fine, able to dodge using a body double method."

"I just didn’t expect that the method the two emperors would choose to decide their victory would be a duel. This plan of mine still leaves many traces; some monarchs might have already noticed. However, with the two emperors caught up in the whirlpool of war, they do not have much time to investigate my situation thoroughly, and other kings are aiding me, covering up the traces I’ve left. This is when the timing, geography, and human conditions are all in my favor. Everyone is helping me ascend to the throne!"