The Path to Lordship Begins in the North

Chapter 430 Imperial Fleet

The Avars were also puzzled as to why none of those who went to the continent of Mu had ever returned. They had not seen any of the fleets and dragons that were supposed to return. They had heard that there was a demon from the continent of Mu in Castile, and that the demon said that the continent of Mu had been conquered and that the dragons and Avars there would return once they had completely taken control of the situation.

The Avars waited and waited but never saw anyone. Even if they wanted to control the situation, surely they would send someone back?

The Dragon Church of Avar is planning to request permission from the dragons to send a new batch of dragons to escort them to the continent of Mu to assess the situation. After all, it's impossible to have no news at all, unless they encounter multiple shipwrecks while being escorted by dragons. Otherwise, they should have arrived in Avar by now.

At this moment, an Avar soldier was observing the nearshore waters at the harbor. Although he was supposed to be observing, the soldier had already started to doze off. After all, so much time had passed without any Avar ships returning, and there was no sign of dragons. The Avar harbor had practically ceased operations. Normally, it only received some trade ships sailing in the nearshore waters of the Soron continent, but due to the high toll fees, fewer and fewer ships were passing by.

But just then, the sleepy observer suddenly saw a fleet of ships slowly approaching on the distant horizon. The observer immediately rang the small bell on the watchtower. Hearing the ringing bell, a professional quickly walked up to the watchtower and asked the observer, "Is there news of the fleet?"

The observer, staring wide-eyed at the fleet on the horizon, said, "Maybe, maybe not."

What do you mean by "maybe" and "maybe not"?

The professional was clearly anxious and immediately used his reconnaissance magic to examine the ship carefully. However, he suddenly felt his eyesight failing him. Several ships in the fleet were indeed Avar vessels, but this did not look like an Avar fleet at all. After all, the blue and gold flags on them did not look like Avar flags at all. Instead, they resembled the flags of the Northern Cape mentioned in the previous intelligence, but they were not exactly the same. If it were just the flags, that would be one thing, but some ships also had the flags of Castile that had once been used.

The professional hadn't seen the North Wind Bear banner in person, but everyone was very familiar with the Castilian banner.

"Sir, did you...did you see clearly? Is that our fleet?"

The observer beside him cautiously asked the professional in front of him.

"Maybe, maybe not."

The professional muttered to himself. In that instant, he thought of those so-called orthodox Castiles who were secretly contacting Avar, hoping to formally cease hostilities and establish cooperative relations with Avar. But if it was those Castile fleets, why would they be coming from the outer sea?

And what's with that blue flag with gold trim? Does it mean the dragons and the others from Avar were defeated on the continent of Mu? And that the northern border of Capet has invaded? No, no, no, that seems unlikely. They're dragons, after all.

"Send someone to make contact and have our soldiers board the ship for inspection."

The professional ultimately decided that, no matter what, he should make contact first.

As for boarding inspections, the Avars have always been domineering. All ships passing through Avar ports must be inspected by the Avars. Extortion has even become commonplace. Because the Avars are already formidable in combat and have artillery support, ships that travel along the inland sea have tacitly accepted this behavior. Whenever they pass by, they will prepare "red envelopes" for the Avar soldiers.

Avar's ships quickly sailed out, and a professional shouted into the fleet using amplification magic: "Stop! You have entered the port area of ​​the Kingdom of Avar. According to the rules, ships must be inspected by the Kingdom of Avar before they can pass!"

Bernice frowned as she listened to the loud voice of the Avar professional in the fleet. The Sea of ​​Unpredictability was indeed quite dangerous. The fleet encountered a storm on the way, and without those defensive enchantments, several ships would probably have sunk halfway. Fortunately, with Regus escorting them, no one was injured, but everyone lost their way as a result.

The gray-robed man's nautical chart indicated the general direction, but unexpectedly, they had entered the Avar people's territory.

Bernice glanced at the trembling Avar prisoners beside her and said, "Go and explain things to them."

The Avar prisoner immediately stepped forward and shouted at the bow of the ship, "We came to the continent of Solon on the orders of Emperor Rol to conduct maritime trade. Ladies and gentlemen, the Avars have been defeated!"

The prisoner's voice was transmitted to the other party's ears through the gray robe's magic.

Unexpectedly, the other party became even more confused. Emperor Rohr? Who? And judging from their accent, they seemed to be from the Avars as well. And why did they say they were defeated? Whose side should they take?

Bernice said somewhat discontentedly, "What's the point of reasoning with them? They're just a bunch of Avars. Just tell them to get lost. We still have to get to Castile."

The Avar prisoner immediately retreated, trembling.

The Avars retorted forcefully, "I don't care which emperor sent you, even if you're a dragon, you must stop your ships for inspection in our Avar ports! Stop your ships first!"

These Avars were used to being arrogant. Even if they thought the news of the defeat on the Mu continent might be true, seeing this fleet that clearly looked like a merchant ship, they still wanted to make a quick buck. After all, no matter how strong the other side was, their combat power would definitely be greatly reduced after crossing the sea.

Upon hearing this, Bernice glanced back at Regus, who was eager to try. Well, these Avars have some backbone.

"Do you want me to come?"

Clearly, Regus was eager to see if these Avars would actually dare to inspect the dragons, but Bernice shook her head and said, "No, although the Sauron dragons are mostly imprisoned or dead in our land, there should still be quite a few dragons here. We don't know what their attitude is towards you, the dragons of Mu Continent."

Regus pursed his lips, looking somewhat disappointed. Although he was the embodiment of wisdom, Margaret had repeatedly told Regus before he left to listen to Bernice.

"Notify all fleets to prepare for battle. If they dare to come, just fight them back. Anyway, we are already at war with the Avars, so there's no need to worry."

The merchant fleets received the order and made preparations. After all, it doesn't matter who you trade with. The Avars and the Rol Empire were already at war. These Avars were being incredibly shameless, daring to speak to the emperor's envoy like that.

Bernice was considered calm and modest among the fleet; most of the merchants who went to sea were far more reckless than Bernice, the special envoy.

These merchants and adventurers were subservient to their own countrymen, but they were anything but intimidated by the Avars. Moreover, there were Imperial soldiers and priests on board. The merchants weren't even interested in Castile; they wanted to conquer a piece of Imperial land to use as a port for trade. Hmm, the Avars' port seemed pretty good, but considering that taking this port would probably require conquering the entire Avar kingdom.

Seeing that the other fleet was completely ignoring them, the Avars became enraged and immediately notified the fleet in the port to prepare for an interception.

Hearing the commotion, Rosalyn also came out of the cabin, clutching the hem of her gray robe, looking somewhat nervous.

"Imperial Advisor, what are those priests doing?"

Rosalind found it strange. Shouldn't the cannons be the responsibility of the soldiers and guards on the ship? Why were the priests taking over the cannons now?

"Oh, they are praying to the goddess so that the cannons can operate smoothly without malfunctions and can accurately hit the enemy."

Rosalind, who had studied mechanical principles and rune arrays, looked puzzled and asked, "Does the goddess of the Mu Continent offer this service?"

"Originally, this business didn't exist, but I heard that His Majesty the Emperor went to the Goddess Kingdom and negotiated with the Goddess, and then this business came about."

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