Chapter 4: Alliance Schemes
With the relaxed tone of someone aiming for good grades, I found it a bit amusing that Roy suddenly snapped out of his amazement at the divine revelation.
No wonder he’s the protagonist of destiny! Here I am, struggling to figure out how to level up, and this kid is seriously contemplating becoming a god!
And it’s not just idle chit-chat; according to the words of the “Sage,” this kid actually has a chance!
Having faced the “Necromancy” cult head-on and engaged in deep conversations with several ancient demigods, no one understands how powerful deities are more than Roy.
Just thinking about the little angel who shares his bed every day possibly becoming a high and mighty god one day gives Roy a sense of the absurd.
But…
Roy suppressed his excitement and smiled calmly, “Becoming a god isn’t something you need to worry too much about.”
“Huh?”
“There’s no need to deliberately pursue godhood; just digest the goddess power inside you, and that’s enough.”
To become a saintess, Alice had faced dangers multiple times, nearly not making it back.
The road to godhood is harrowing, practically uncharted, and the hardships of striving to be a saintess are likely just the tip of the iceberg.
But if he said he hoped she would become a god, that silly little maid would undoubtedly throw herself into dangerous situations again, fearlessly treading the path to divinity for his sake.
That’s not the future Roy wishes to see.
Relying on Alice to become a god and live off her prosperity? Forget it.
Unless absolutely necessary, he didn’t want to push Alice to the edge of danger again.
“Whether it’s being a saintess or a goddess, your safety is what matters most,” he said, tightening his grip on her fingers. Looking into her azure eyes, he smiled softly and sincerely confessed, “All I need is Alice.”
“Master…”
Reflecting the bright smile of the young boy, her azure eyes rippled with emotion.
Holding Roy’s hand back, Alice nodded slightly, “Understood, I won’t push myself too hard.”
“But, if one day you really need the goddess’s power, I’ll still give it my all.”
“You little…”
Watching the precious moment between the young boy and girl, a scene more priceless than gold, Booker couldn’t help but feel a bit nostalgic.
Throughout history, countless people have chased after divine power.
Cultists willing to sacrifice everything for divine favor, the Holy Light Church scheming for the goddess’s power.
They’d rather give up everything just to seek that slim possibility.
Roy cares more about Alice’s safety than becoming a god.
Alice wants to walk alongside Roy more than she fears danger.
It’s this bond that allows them to lean on each other and move forward together.
In a daze, a scene before him overlapped with past shadows, and Booker felt as though he had returned to that night many years ago.
The same black-haired boy and blonde girl leaned into each other, sketching out their future, warming the long night.
But as beautiful as it was, could they at least be aware of their surroundings?!
“Ahem.”
Seeing the boy and girl getting closer, radiating an atmosphere that made the air blush, Booker awkwardly cleared his throat, interrupting their tender moment before he got slapped with more romance.
“Do your snuggle-kissing stuff at home, okay?”
“Yeah.” Roy nodded seriously.
“Alice’s cute side is something only I get to see!”
The girl looked down at her toes, losing her previous composure, looking completely like a little rabbit who didn’t know what to do with all the embarrassment.
“You…” Booker sighed lightly, thinking this kid was hopeless.
“Now, back to the main topic.”
Booker’s tone turned serious: “The saintess’s current condition is stable, and you don’t need to worry about the goddess power for now, but the church won’t back off easily.”
“To oppose the church, just relying on White Port and the kingdom isn’t enough.”
Roy sighed silently.
Though he didn’t want to admit it, what the old man said was true.
Just one archbishop and one “Sword Saint” had taken the upper hand in this confrontation.
And that was still far from the Holy Light Church’s full power.
Not to mention there are two more archbishops; just the extraordinary combat power from the Holy Knights and the Inquisition is enough to crush any nation in the Western Continent.
Roy could feel firsthand just how colossal the church, which had ruled the Eastern Continent for hundreds of years, really was.
If the pope truly ignited war, willing to do anything to seize Alice, his current strength would be far from sufficient to handle it.
“Therefore, I have a proposal.”
“Let’s form a military alliance to gather the strength of the entire Western Continent against the Holy Light Church.”
A military alliance? The entire Western Continent?
Roy’s eyes twitched, wanting to scoff at what nonsense he was saying.
Doesn’t that mean the Eastern and Western Continents would be at war?!
“Aren’t you already doing something similar?” The old man chuckled, quite relaxed about it.
“When did I… huh?”
Reflecting on his actions, Roy found himself at a loss.
Though he originally gathered various forces just to recover Alice, he had indeed rallied the strength of the Western Continent for an armed intervention against the church.
If it weren’t for the mutual wariness between the Eastern and Western Continents, that would have been enough to spark a conflict for any faction.
I’m the instigator of war?!
“In reality, you’ve already formed good connections and cooperation with the major factions. If the church really invades the Western Continent, they won’t sit idly by. It’s better to prepare early for worst-case scenarios.”
Roy wholeheartedly agreed: “Makes sense.”
The enemy’s enemy is a friend; the more friends he has against the Holy Light Church, the better.
“But if that’s the case, tensions might arise between the two continents…” Roy was initially worried, then suddenly grasped the stakes, his eyes lighting up: “No, I see.”
“If the military alliance is strong enough to make the church wary, it could actually greatly reduce the probability of war breaking out!”
No need to use the sword, but one should always have a sword in hand.
Strength and peace are never antonyms.
A powerful military alliance with enough deterrent power is the guarantee of peace.
Not just to contend with the church.
Charlotte and the others also have their own predicaments; if he can help them with the strength of other nations, wouldn’t that be killing multiple birds with one stone?
More importantly, he could gather the entire continent’s strength to eradicate the cultists, possibly freeing himself from the cultists’ pursuit!
“This is a good idea, right?”
“Absolutely!”
Roy got excited: “Director, if there’s anything I can help with, please let me know; I’ll definitely contribute to this alliance!”
“Great, great, great! Just glad you agreed!”
The kindly old man smiled over at him.
That smile suddenly gave Roy a strange feeling, like a thousand-year-old fox scheming something.
It wasn’t malice, but it still made Roy feel a little uneasy.
But was there really any need for him to worry?
A military alliance would bring him nothing but benefits!
He could just sit back and enjoy while Charlotte and the others united, isn’t that just living off the soft food of the entire Western Continent? Sounds great!
“Now that you’ve agreed, I’ll go contact our allies and move this forward!”
“Thanks, Director… wait?”
Roy suddenly became alert: “Why do I need to agree to a military alliance? Shouldn’t this kind of thing be discussed with Charlotte and the others?”
The old man answered casually, “You have close connections with the Lionheart Princess and other officials, informing you is like informing them too.”
“That’s true.”
Since the “Sage” had no reason to harm him, Roy didn’t dwell on it any longer. After bidding farewell, he cheerfully brought this good news home.
All along, he hadn’t realized the deeper meaning hidden in the old man’s smile.
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