"Your knowledge cos from Leviathan, which excels in whale oil technology. You should know that this is not a future fantasy, but a reality that's advancing step by step."
Vanessa was overwheld by the earth-shattering news, almost feeling dizzy and about to fall over.
As a War Witch and Prophet, few people understood better than her what this level of steel production and practical whale oil steam engines ant.
"Are you planning to single-handedly take on the whole world?!"
The sights and sounds of Black Sails Harbor were rely excellent, but everything here represented the trend of the world's future.
Imdiately, she spread her wings and rose high, wanting to see where the borders of this territory lay, but then she turned her head in confusion and asked:
"Why are there no boundary markers? No border guards? Won't you clash with those city-state natives?
When Jack and I ca to Yucatan Island back then, I saw firsthand how bloody their blood sacrifices were. How can you be so careless?
What if they destroy your industries?"
The urgency in her words made her seem more anxious than the two of them.
Yet, the two of them just smiled without answering, each drawing a circle with their fingers on the land beneath them.
Vanessa was incredulous:
"You're saying... that the land visible in the distance is actually all yours? Where are the boundary markers and army?"
Byron shook his head, and before she could instinctively breathe a sigh of relief, he continued:
"We an... all of it!
The entire Yucatan Island now belongs to our 'Sacred Golden Empire', completely enveloped by the [Golden Law].
The area is 2.3 million square kiloters, ten tis the size of the Hightins Strait Islands, and twenty-three tis Iron Anchor Bay.
The population is 13.85 million, and with the religious wars in the Old Continent, a large number of immigrants are entering the Empire, causing the population to grow by the minute.
The combined population of The Five Bay States barely compares to this number."
Vanessa made an indescribable "hoho" sound from her throat, fumbling to grab her daughter's hand:
"Violet, help , the air up here is too thin, I'm... feeling a bit dizzy."
For a family to ensure a decent life rather than re survival, foundational material wealth is indispensable, and every mother understands this deeply.
However, even when a great nobleman prepares several estates, a piece of inherited land is considered a large undertaking.
Now, what are they talking about?
Starting from scratch, by their own ans, they've managed to take over the entire Yucatan Island? And then rged the forr Aztec Empire and Taya Empire into the Sacred Golden Empire?
Moreover, it's not an Agricultural Empire but is soon to beco the world's only Industrial Empire.
"Pff, no, brat, no, Byron, no, dear son-in-law.
What [Whale Hunter] as brother, you as the brother? You should be the brother, and he the younger brother. We've truly been honored, our Harrold Family has indeed been honored!
Now you can take your niece right away, we're one family, let's be frank with each other, no problem at all."
Marriage is akin to a second birth, and conservative son-in-law selection might be the least bad choice in utter helplessness.
But if the marriage partner turns out to be outstanding, they wouldn't mind marrying up at all.
And with such allies by her side, Vanessa suddenly felt that even if the odds were sixty thousand to eighty thousand and not in her favor, they might still win!
In essence, Vanessa was willing to listen to Byron's explanation. Her main motive was to find sufficient reasons to convince herself that this marriage would be the best choice, rather than truly intending to call it off.
After all, her daughter's gaze toward her admirable brother-in-law was unmistakable - practically centing the plan for her to be a grandma next year, with the second and third child to follow in subsequent years.
If she didn't respect her daughter's choice, forcibly breaking apart the loving couple, how would that differ from the overbearing, autocratic matriarch at ho?
However, just as Byron and Violet exchanged a glance, celebrating their imminent success and joy.
Aboard the port below.
The mother, aunt, and a group early aboard [The Golden Deer], led by sister Catherine, were preparing to set sail for the Empire's capital Tayapan.
Seeing them chatting and laughing, Vanessa suddenly perked her ears.
As if hearing so incredible intelligence, she abruptly turned to Byron, smiling ever so gently, but her hand gripping her forty-ter-long sword:
"Haha, can you explain to ... what 'One King Two Queens' ans?
You cheeky rascal, how can you take care of two wives on your own? I'll just split you in two, so both queens get a piece!
Split nicely into two, and I'll agree to have my daughter marry you.
Prepare to die! You pig—!"
[Dragon Slayer Sword] drew its shimring arc, slicing forth.
This ti even Byron felt a chill run up his spine, with his hair standing on end.
Danger—!
He had got carried away with pride, forgetting the final life-threatening question.
As everyone knew, one crown was matched with a set of sixteen [The King's Right Hand], among which there was only one Queen.
But the clause [The Three Musketeers] allowed each crown to achieve "One King Two Queens".
Theoretically, the number of his Queens could be the number of crowns * 2.
But the biggest obstacle to "one dragon two phoenixes" was not the crown nor societal views but the female relatives.
No matter how much one stressed that marriage was a matter for two... er, three individuals, it couldn't be denied that it was a combination of three families.
This was especially true for the great noble and royal families.
In the past, when the relationship was confird, all three were largely orphans, naturally without needing others' opinions.
But tis have changed.
Just before Vanessa was about to chop him into two.
Byron's eyes suddenly brightened:
"In other aspects, there's no solution, but if you talk about giving each a piece, I can do that!"
Then.
Before the long sword fell.
Rip—!
Just like the [Creator]... he split right down the middle.
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