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Chapter 70 The Situation in Brittany

(Five extra chapters added on November 30th thanks to Rich Brother's donation)

"Gentlemen, first of all, congratulations on our victory over Brittany! The wicked Duke has fallen to the iron fist of the Republican Army. Brittany now belongs to the hardworking citizens, the shrewd merchants, and the brave warriors of our Republican Army!"

Farouk Dani raised his glass as Breton merchants and special envoys of the Trust Council gathered in the conference room of the former Duke's mansion to toast an unprecedented victory.

"That damned duke actually dared to flirt with the church! Good heavens, do you even believe in the church's doctrines? In my opinion, what's the difference between humans, elves, and demons?"

"Instead of believing the church's nonsense and throwing demons onto the gallows as devils, it would be better to hire them. After all, demons are much stronger. God, you want me to put my demon laborers on the gallows? That's a complete waste!"

"That's right! Demon laborers are a valuable asset! The Church is trying to deprive our hardworking and honest employers of their wealth!"

"But I must remind you, gentlemen, the Church will not give up so easily. According to intelligence, the Church's Holy Invincible Fleet has already set sail, and we will face a fierce battle."

Farooq Danny emphasized that someone from the church had given him intelligence, which led to this meeting. From a holistic perspective, the Republican Army was formed from the Duke's private army plus some citizens, and in terms of combat skills, troop strength, weapons, and fleet, it was far inferior to the church's Holy Army.

"Gentlemen, I have received two letters. One is from the Church, which I believe you have all seen. In short, those goat-riding guys in the Church are demanding that we surrender to the Church, hand over the instigators of this war, hand over the demons and orcs, and accept the jurisdiction of the Church's Holy Army. Britannia will become the 15th diocese."

The Church's intention was simple: to oppose them and turn this place into Church land. But who didn't know that? It was precisely because of opposition to the Church's policies that the Republican Army overthrew the Church. After all, Brittany, as one of the seaports connecting the western and southern parts of the continent, had a strong commercial atmosphere and was almost famous for its commerce.

Naturally, the common people and merchants constituted the main class in Brittany, while the church was out of step with them.

"Damn those Japanese goat bastards! Lord Farouk, you are the commander of the Republican Army, you have to do something!"

The Council of Brittany, which is currently the governing body of Brittany, appointed Farouk Dani as the commander-in-chief of the Republican Army, and naturally, they would rely on him in military matters.

“We have no chance of defeating the Church’s army. Our fleet is small and only has ballistae. The Church has a powerful fleet, and their ships are equipped with a new weapon called cannons, which can act like magicians at long range.”

Farouk's words cast a pall of despair over the atmosphere in the meeting room. As things stand, the Republican Army is probably less than half the size of the Church Army.

"What should we do? Should we obey their orders and lay down our weapons?"

"Damn it, what do we do now?"

"No, we cannot surrender. The church must hand over the instigator, but gentlemen, we are all the instigators!"

Farooq Danny saw that the atmosphere was about right, so he cleared his throat and gestured for quiet.

"Quiet down, gentlemen, I have another letter here."

"who?"

Farooq Danny took out a letter from his pocket. The envelope was made of kraft paper, sealed with red wax, and had a small ribbon attached.

"That's the seal of the vampire royal family! It belongs to that new emperor?"

"No, gentlemen, the surname of the person writing this letter to me is De La Leyer."

"The Queen of the North?"

To be precise, it's Princess Alice Delalaye from the North! She has brought us a new proposal, and I think it's more acceptable than the Church's extortion.

Farouk Dani placed the letter on the table of the group, and a member of the trust picked it up and read aloud: "To the gentlemen of the Republic of Brittany and the current government: I have witnessed your courageous actions, and I admire the heroic deeds of the Republic's men who have sacrificed themselves for the freedom of the Brittany people in their valiant fighting."

"Now, the entire territory of Brittany is in the hands of the people, and the ideals of republic have been initially achieved. However, the false gods in the south will not sit idly by while Brittany succeeds. A powerful fleet is about to set sail to destroy the foundation of Brittany and plunder its proud wealth. I do not want to see the people being coerced by false gods, nor do I want to see the flower of the republic wither. The Amerlancy Vanguard Navy is ready to go, and I will personally lead the Amerlancy Navy to help the people of Brittany resist the attacks of the false gods."

"Everything comes at a price. The army has spent a lot. Brittany needs to accept protection and allow the hardworking merchants and factories of Amerinsia to settle in. The import and export taxes of Amerinsia's merchant ships need to be discussed again. Other than that, we ask for nothing more. The army will only fight against false gods and rebels. Otherwise, we will not harm anyone."

In the 21st century, these demands would be considered humiliating and detrimental to the nation. However, from the Council's perspective, these demands were not excessive. They had only suffered some commercial losses. Moreover, if the Amerinsky army defeated the Church, it would mean that they were stronger than the Church, which would guarantee Britannia's security. The size of the Republican army could be reduced, making the Council's expenses lower.

"Gentlemen, let's vote. I support Princess Alice Delalaye." A council member raised his hand first, and in less than a second, it immediately drew a response, and the Amelansi Vanguard Army was accepted to take up the position by a unanimous vote.

"how?"

Farouk Dennis returned home after the meeting, where a plainly dressed man had been waiting for him for a long time. He sat there holding a strange square box in his hand.

“They agreed, Mr. Raul.”

"It's easy, isn't it?"

"What about my share? We agreed on that."

"Rest assured, you will not be shortchanged. Her Highness the Princess will remember your contributions, Mr. Farouk Danny."

A secret intelligence agent named Raul called his partner, and a box was immediately brought in. Raul opened the box, and there was nothing glittering inside, just some ordinary-looking bottles containing some powder.

"Can these things really cure my daughter's illness?"

"Your daughter has streptococcal sepsis, and this medicine is key to her treatment."

A person wearing a white coat walked out of the room. The mask, white coat, and protective goggles made him very uncomfortable. The doctor was a demon. His two horns had been cut off, leaving only small sections, which were covered by a hat.

“Sulfonamides, that’s the key to treating this disease. Just wait and see, Mr. Farooq. Here’s your offer, and you’ll see results soon.”