Pirate Kingship

Chapter 423 - 338: The Wild Arsenal: An Arrow Through the Clouds, Revenge Will Not Wait Until the Next Day!_2

Chapter 423: Chapter 338: The Wild Arsenal: An Arrow Through the Clouds, Revenge Will Not Wait Until the Next Day!_2

There was also the Aztec Fierce Tiger Pirate Group that acted as the Imperial Navy.

Especially at the beginning of April, taking advantage of the incident at Silvergold Island, Byron personally led a raid on Castilia’s Havana Royal Harbor.

He even snatched two beautiful women with skin as fair as milk from the Governor’s Mansion, far superior to the pockmarked faces of most of the surviving women.

In this battle of revenge, the new Emperor rallied a portion of the Aztec City-States that had been deeply harmed by Castilia with a resounding victory.

It steadied the prestige of Tenochtitlan and allowed the disheartened and despondent tribes to see a future and hope once again.

But their Emperor never rested on his laurels.

He always told others that he was merely inspired by the Father of Healing and that any trivial achievements were due to this guidance.

And indeed, as he said, the radiance of the Golden Law truly did originate from the temple. This radiance covered the entire Imperial City and extended towards other City-States, warding off the never-ending Bizarre creatures and evil spirits.

It allowed them to safely navigate the vacuum period when all their guardian deities were annihilated.

Gradually, under his leadership, the Aztecs’ faith in the Father of Healing became no weaker than that in Uxmal City.

On the surface, it still seemed like a City-State system, but internally it was increasingly like a unified entity bound by a common belief.

Countless people saw the new Emperor as a hero of the Aztec people.

Unfortunately, no one knew that while this Emperor’s exterior remained that of Cuitláhuac, the soul inside had long since been replaced.

It was the perpetrator responsible for the destruction of the Empire’s past glory—the Conqueror Cortes!

Emperor, what a splendid term. This is the beauty of power, and what I’ve pursued all my life. Although the real Cortes is dead, my dream has been realized in another form. As long as my performance pleases the Master, I am second only to him, yet above all others, and my precious position as a Wild Hunt Servant won’t be casually replaced. It’s much safer than Alvin and Fat Dragon, who are only Second Order. Moreover, having a younger and more vigorous non-human body feels absolutely fantastic.

As if he could hear his guard’s thoughts from behind, Cortes, already at the garden entrance, clenched his fist lightly, seemingly holding onto the supreme authority bestowed upon him by his Master.

This sense of joy deeply fascinated this power-hungry individual.

On the night of the new Emperor’s coronation, this number two ’Bizarre · Wild Hunt Servant’ had stealthily possessed Cuitláhuac’s body, supplanting the new Emperor.

With mystical inheritance rights from Byron in the Golden Code and now Cuitláhuac’s mortal shell, the combination made him the true Emperor Aztec.

While alive, Cortes was a Third Order Knight Commander, and in death, he would forever remain Third Order; unless, like the Lich Edward, he transformed his species, he could never advance further.

However, utilizing the indigenous Emperor’s body to regain his own Third Order capabilities was not a problem at all.

Prestige, power, and influence united, along with the Conqueror’s own exceptional abilities, made him Byron’s foremost confidant, second only to the one with the wings.

Cortes stood at the garden entrance. He gazed at the garden where two beautiful sisters chatted on a swing and admired the moon, an even more joyous smile on his face.

The City-State is in ruins and needs rebuilding, and the taste of holding power over life and death is irresistible. After being busy for so long, I’ve finally reached the day where I can thoroughly enjoy the fruits of victory. Beauties, I’m coming!

One of them was his former wife, the delicate and pitiful Selena, like a small white flower, and the other was her older sister, Velazquez’s wife, Theres, who had a commanding presence.

All the maids had already withdrawn, leaving only the two sisters whispering to each other.

The two ladies, now bearing the title of Imperial Concubines, looked at the newly added grapevine trellis, swing, and Velazquez’s portrait in the garden. Faint blushes tinged their cheeks.

They seemed to foresee what was about to happen, yet did not seem to resist much.

It was just a little strange; how could this indigenous Emperor’s tastes be so similar to their... deceased husband (brother-in-law)?

The sisters did not realize that, like dodder clinging to a powerful host for survival, they were merely facing another cycle of the same fate.

The Royal Family is dwindling. From today onward, I will set an example by working day and night to create a grand Aztec Royal Family.

The Conqueror Cortes was about to step toward the two beauties. He was ready to sire a large brood of mixed-blood children and contribute his part to the great cause of merging the collective subconsciousness of the two peoples.

As if hearing something by his ear, his face suddenly changed, "Tayapan? How daring!"

He could no longer concern himself with the noble task of procreation.

Crimson tiger stripes appeared on his cheeks, and a roaring, acrid wind suddenly burst around him, carrying his powerful body like a fierce tiger leaping tens of meters, bursting out of his bedchambers.

At the same time, through the Gold Seal Ring on his hand, he sent orders. The City-State’s rotational guard corps and the Fierce Tiger Pirate Group—CLATTER! RUSH!—swiftly assembled.

TAP. TAP. TAP.

The Royal Palace under the night sky instantaneously became a bristling hedgehog.

Deploying the Fleet to transport troops, along with invincible Marines, was clearly Cortes’s strongest suit.

In no more than twenty minutes, a force of several thousand, holding high the flag of the Father of Healing, collectively vanished into a suddenly appearing whirlpool in Lake Texcoco outside the city.