Chapter 142: Darn!

Chapter 142: Darn!

The wooden-hulled ships were still being made and not completely replaced yet. But it was still an amazing sight.

Several fierce and strange behemoths suddenly sailed past on the sea. They were even larger than those multi-masted giant wooden ships, having no sails at all. Their cannon barrels stood tall like steel bars, with many gun turrets and many prism-shaped crystals standing on the decks like naval guns.

Dense Incantation Texts were carved around the crystals, with many small crystals floating nearby.

These must be the newest Battleships of Kingdom of Sorrento.

Around these Battleships, there were many, many small boats. Those boats were very small, each one shaped like a prism. And they were not sailing on the sea surface; they were floating on the water around the Battleships.

Crystals surrounded each small boat.

Suddenly, ten thousand cannons roared together, and the Crystal Array on the Battleships shone with the brilliance of Magic, turning a large patch of clouds in the sky red. Flocks of flying birds were suddenly caught by red beams of light and fell down.

‘The great binding array of Sacred Oak?’ Louis’s expression turned a bit odd.

It seemed the Muggles had used the Wizards’ things to create quite a few gadgets. No wonder the Wizards were furious during the last parade—darn! What the heck?

These things weren’t very effective against dragons, but they were exceptionally useful against Wizards flying in the sky. Of course, they were even more useful against ships—once hit, everyone inside the ship couldn’t move at all. They could be captured directly.

According to Earl Crowley, there was a weapons display today. Including the Son of Lant.

Archie quietly pointed to a huge door at the venue for Louis. Louis looked over and found only a white paper figure inside, and it could even move, like a clown.

‘What the heck?’ Louis looked blankly at Archie and found that Archie didn’t seem to know either.

Louis suddenly understood.

It looked like the Wizards had somehow secretly moved the big guy, Son of Lant, away without anyone noticing. And they had replaced it with this funny thing to annoy people on purpose.

Louis moved his fingers and sensed the location of the Son of Lant—it had already been transported thousands of kilometers away.

He didn’t pay too much attention. The Son of Lant had his Magic Spell on it. Even if it was transported twenty thousand kilometers away, as long as it was still within the warp point of this space-time dimension, the distance to him was still right next door.

“I’ll go over there for a moment, Louis,” Crowley whispered, then left with Red-robed Bishop Alwyn.

Louis looked up and found that his group had arrived at the viewing stand where the King was.

This was a large, separately raised viewing stand within the venue. At the moment, the nobles and kings were not sitting in their seats; they were standing before the railing of the stand, with their backs to Louis.

A few people surrounded the King. They seemed to be Princes from allied countries who came to offer congratulations, attending on behalf of their kings.

On both sides of the viewing stand stood several clusters of people from various nations. There were also many Divine Officials wearing grand Mage robes. They all gathered around Bishop Alwyn, talking with the King and others. It seemed that today, besides Alwyn, Red-robed Bishops from other regions had also brought some people.

But what made Louis feel a bit odd was that the people from the Lunar Court didn’t seem to have as much power and status as he had imagined. Their standing position was slightly somewhat on the fringe. Only a few nobles were relatively close to the Lunar Court’s Divine Officials—these Divine Officials and this small group of noble ministers were Crowley’s friends. The ones who supported the Princess not marrying outside were just this tiny bunch of people.

Louis couldn’t help but suddenly recall the attitude of the common people in the Muddy District towards the Lunar Court monks. And it seemed the Lunar Court’s army was actually established by the Kingdom of Sorrento.

‘Darn! Loser alliance?!’

And it looked like Crowley was the leader of these losers—the only big shot who could be presented. But this former big shot who hadn’t returned to politics for many years, among the true upper echelon of the current Royal Court’s important ministers, could only rank in the middle-lower tier. After all, his fleet wasn’t built up yet.

Louis couldn’t help but glance at the Divine Officials, Dragonborn warrior leaders, key members, Dragonborn Wizard leaders, key members, and the Mage leaders behind him—they made up more than half of Crowley’s bunch.

‘Darn!’

Looking at it this way, now that he had joined this loser alliance, he was also considered one of the leaders of this loser alliance.

‘I was counting on you all to make a show, but you’re all just cheerleaders!’

The people from the Lunar Court didn’t seem very well-received.

At the King’s viewing stand, those most respected by the nobles were the Court Wizards. But the Mana of these Court Wizards was very high; they all seemed to be ‘true Wizards’ connected to the Witch Queen!

Yingling whispered the names of these Wizards to Louis—some were Wizards from the Frankischko Family and the Isolda Family. Before Frankischko married Ign, the Isolda Family Wizards had no connection with the Solerndor royal family. But now they were back.

Some were people who once followed Frankischko, and some were even former Hermetic Order members who had once followed the Dark Lord and weren’t exposed after the Dark Lord died.

And currently, they all obeyed Delphinia, though it seemed they also held great respect for the King. Even though they all thought she was a Muggle, the Monarch of Sorrento was quite special.

These Wizards qualified to stand beside the Witch Queen could all be considered Grand Wizards with names and reputations. Each had very powerful Mana. If Harold were here, even he would stumble if ganged up on by these Wizards.

But the attire of these Wizards was a bit ridiculous. Many wore those large, plate-like ruffled collars, had powder on their faces, and wore the kind of colorful stockings on their legs that Ron and his people used to always wear.

Typical Wild Wizard attire.

Actually, these famous Grand Wizards usually didn’t dress like this—Wizards mixing in Muggle circles were very trendy.

So when they were usually in Wizard circles, they either wore high hats, jackets, and canes, or at least big-buttoned coats with long boots, or dressed in solemn Wizard robes. The worst dress was like Grand Mage John—that was a proper Grand Mage.

But because the most famous Mages on the Muggle side wore this kind of silly stuff from over a hundred years ago, the Wizards, to go along with Ron and his people, to fit in, would reluctantly put on these old-fashioned clothes when coming to the Royal Court.

It seemed the crazier and more colorful the stockings and clothes, the more they fit in.

Louis couldn’t help but glance at Ron and the others beside him. The Mages all coughed awkwardly. Ever since everyone found out that Wizards actually didn’t dress like that, they had all changed their aesthetic preferences. Today, everyone was wearing double-breasted greatcoats and high leather boots. Their hair was tied into ponytails. Everyone looked dashing and heroic.

No one wore colorful stockings.

A few Wizards turned their heads to look and couldn’t help but pause slightly—darn! Why aren’t you wearing the silly Wild Wizard outfit today?!

Louis and Ron and the others rolled their eyes—what proper Wizard dresses like you guys?!

Seeing the disdainful looks from the many Mages, those Wizard big shots choked slightly, almost fainting backwards from anger.