From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Chapter 135: Chapter 129: Legend

The port in Nasir Town was simply too small; most of the warships of Cyart headed to the White Sea and the Aphotic Sea set sail from Phelps Port in the Southern East Coast Province.

The Four Towns region was located in the northeastern part of the East Coast Province, while Fein City, Zeya Town, and Sunrise Lake were in the middle region of the East Coast Province.

Phelps Port was the core of the Southern East Coast Province and also the second largest port of the Cyart Kingdom. In recent years, due to its geographical advantages, it had rapidly developed, vaguely taking the form of an emerging city.

It wouldn’t take many years for Phelps Port to become the second East Coast city beside Fein City, and it’s not impossible for it to surpass Fein City in the future.

Although Phelps Port had many good aspects, there was one that was very unfavorable for the Fischer family: the local noble family was the Eagle clan.

The longstanding struggle between the Eagle and the Lion was now widely known, even among the common folk of the East Coast.

The allies and supporters of both sides were being assassinated by their enemies, and the situation was escalating dangerously, making everyone feel unsafe.

Backing the Eagle was Earl Hovern, the East Coast Governor, and the Hovern family, whereas the Lion was supported by the Romann family, second only to the Royal Family, and the towering Duke Black Iron at the pinnacle of national power.

The influence of the Hovern family within the country was far less than that of the Romann family, yet the Romann family had very little sway in the East Coast Province, and they did not focus on this side at all, hardly offering distractions to aid the Lion clan.

The Fischer family brought along a total of 120 soldiers, most of them were restructured family guards, and a small part who handled miscellaneous chores consisted of temporarily recruited personnel.

The warm sea breeze blew over, and a vast blue ocean stretched out to the distant horizon, meeting the white sky.

Around them, one ship after another gradually set out to sea, as they boarded an alchemical Type-7 battle barque rented from the Lion clan and gazed up at the blue skies and seas of Phelps Port.

“It’s huge! This port is really massive!”

Chris’s deputy for dirty work, the tall Archibald, expressed his joy and excitement with a beaming face.

He looked towards Chris and couldn’t help shouting out,

“Phelps Port is so much bigger than Nasir Town! It feels just as good as Fein City! Someday, Nasir will develop like this too, right?”

“Chris, if the Fischer family has money in the future, should we contribute to expanding the port of Nasir? I bet it would be super profitable!”

Chris remained silent, completely ignoring Archibald’s endless chatter.

In fact, when he was looking for a deputy from the orphanage, he had wanted someone who could speak for him so that he wouldn’t have to make the effort himself.

However, Chris had not anticipated that Archibald would be such a chatterbox, never stopping.

Yeager, Mormir, Savoie, Inna, the four Blood Receivers from Daybreak Orphanage, and Moore Shelby, the head of the Dagger Brotherhood, did not participate in this war because the Fischer family did not want their acquisition of extraordinary powers to be exposed to the world.

From now on, the Fischer family would not have many new Extraordinary Exponents in public, partly to avoid drawing attention and partly to allow them to act in secret for the family.

Members of the Fischer family with extraordinary power, including the Abbot knight family, Knight Verne family, and Elder Aaron of the silver descendants clan, had all come.

Within the family, the only Extraordinary Exponent left in Nasir Town with the children was Vanessa.

Because she was pregnant.

After getting married, Chris often took Vanessa to various places around the town for secret “entertainment” day and night, ensuring no one would notice their actions.

At first, Vanessa was quite resistant, afraid of being seen, but later she grew accustomed to it.

Fortunately, Chris was very skilled at concealment, and their activities had never been discovered, making them increasingly bold.

With the youthful vitality of the young couple, it didn’t take long for Vanessa to get pregnant.

Through the “healing” runes, Irene could vaguely sense that Vanessa was carrying twins.

In total, there were eleven Extraordinary Exponents from the Fischer family participating in the war, with the main combatants being Byrne and Chris, of course. Irene, too, carefully carried a sacred object with her, serving as a hidden trump card.

The alchemical Type-7 battle barque gradually moved away from Phelps Port and soon entered the White Sea.

The White Sea was the safest and largest of the Claud World’s Nine Seas, located to the east of the Ouden Continent, with an area nearly as vast as the continent itself.

Countless islands of all sizes were scattered across the White Sea, mostly inhabited by human beings and Winged Folk on the inhabitable islands, who generally lacked civilized upbringing and were fierce and violent in nature.

Many island residents would be wiped out in the struggle for resources, and successors would gradually multiply a new population, only to continue the cycle of killing with newcomers, a loop that had never been broken.

In the heyday of the Sea God Cult a thousand years ago, they had a tremendous force in the White Sea, with numerous Monarch Level powerhouses, and even a terrifying being who had reached the Heavenly Enlightenment Level.

Back then, the White Sea region was much more civilized than today, but times have changed, and all the former glory has since faded away.

“Be careful, pay attention when moving stuff!”

Onboard, the Guards Captain Theo, who was once a boatswain, furrowed his brows, busy commanding everyone on their tasks.

He had once vowed never to set sail again, but the dual mandates of the Church and the law decreed that unless there were special circumstances such as pregnancy, adult Extraordinary Exponents with high-standard treatment could not avoid the summonses to war.

Since Theo was incapable of becoming pregnant, he had no choice but to follow his family onto the military ship.

However, he was quite satisfied with the ship.

It was one hundred and fifty feet in length, with forty-four canons and a displacement of eight hundred tons, its crew numbered two hundred and fifty; strengthened by the alchemy inscribed on the bottom of the ship to enhance its overall propulsion and defensive power, it was mainly used for attacking maritime merchant ships, long-range patrolling, and serving as the vanguard.

For an old sailor, the thrill of steering a military ship leased from the Lion clan felt absolutely amazing, even more satisfying than the moment he acquired his extraordinary power!

In recent years, Theo, now in his fifties, managed to have another daughter, and his entire family had already moved close to Fischer Manor, to prevent the recurrence of past events.

In the captain’s room, Byrne held a sea chart, calling the other ten Extraordinary Exponents aboard to introduce them to some information about the White Sea.

“There are currently three major powers on the White Sea, and the Sea God Cult is the smallest of them. The other two powers are the indigenous sub-humans, the Winged Folk of the White Sea, and the glacier inhabitants living on the edge of the great glacier—never provoke them.”

Members of the Fischer family listened silently by the side.

Byrne continued to speak:

“However, their sphere of influence is far from the coast of the Ouden Continent; under normal circumstances, if we do not venture deep into the White Sea, we will never encounter them.”

The silver descendant elder Aaron stood by the side, deep in thought; he had recently been preparing to strike at the Transmutation Level.

Should he succeed, Aaron might be able to vie for the position of the elder of all silver descendants on the East Coast, greatly increasing the power he wielded.

With his arms crossed over his chest, he gazed at Byrne and asked:

“I’ve heard of the Winged Folk, apparently the largest branch among the half-orcs, commonly seen only in the Nine Seas. As for the great glacier, what is that?”

Theo, who held a strong distaste for the arrogant Elder Aaron, said solemnly, “Elder Aaron, I thought you knew everything. Turns out you know of the Winged Folk, but know nothing of the great glacier?”

As a former boatswain, Theo, pointing to the sea chart of the White Sea, shook his head, “The world beyond the seas is much larger than this sea chart depicts.”

“The Ouden Continent is the center of the Claud World, surrounded by oceans in a ring. And beyond the oceans, there’s a giant ring of massive glaciers.”

Theo drew a small circle representing the Ouden Continent and then sketched a much larger circle around it to symbolize the massive glaciers.

“It spans several seas, dividing the whole world into inner and outer parts.”

“And beyond the great glacier, there are other continents. It is difficult for outsiders to cross the great glacier and reach the seas inside, and conversely, it is also hard for us to venture beyond the great glacier.”

Except for Byrne and Erik, who frequently read books, the rest were hearing about the Claud World in more detail for the first time, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

Soon after, they heard Archibald murmuring to himself:

“So that’s it. We actually live inside a giant bagel!”

Irene looked at the map calmly for a while and curiously said, “If the great glacier melted one day, it would be easier for us and the outsiders to come into contact, wouldn’t it?”

But Theo kept shaking his head, speaking very seriously, “That wouldn’t be a good thing at all. Those of us who often go to sea know of a legend, passed down from sailor to sailor, an ancient tale about the great glacier.”

“The great glacier must never melt, for it seals the ancient gods of old. Should They awaken anew, They will surely bring the world to ruin!”

Knight Verne shook his head and said, “That seems a bit extreme. With the great pantheon of gods watching over us, even if the evil ancient gods from the legends did awake, They wouldn’t stand a chance at destroying the world.”

A few close confidants of the Fischer family glanced at him but said nothing.

After a while, the cruiser ferrying the Fischer family arrived beside an island in the White Sea and docked there—this island had a stationing camp for the Tempest Church and the Cyart people.

The Priests of the Tempest Church and many noble officers of Cyart had already arrived at the camp, waiting for the pre-war meeting to be convened.

The island was filled with subtropical jungles and many dark-skinned, almost bare-chested indigenous White Sea people as laborers, who dared not make eye contact with the Cyart people.

The members of the Fischer family had just reached the island when they immediately sensed that something was off.

Almost every Cyart person they saw looked at them with disdain, filled with scorn, and some even spat on the ground frowningly from a distance.