From now on, it will be the comrcial aristocracy, not the land nobility.
It is only now that Byron has completely eliminated all dostic factions, destroying one group, aligning with another, and bringing everyone under his wing.
A group of foreign envoys, who were initially waiting for a good show, realized that the [Wild Hunt King] not only steadied the two ships beneath his feet, but also seized the opportunity for another wave of centralization.
Not only the Royal Navy, but now even the Army will bear the title of "Royal," establishing a professional military.
This was clearly a kick that toppled the entire feudal lord system’s military reform!
But in front of the [Myriad Wings Angel], no one dared to entertain any wild thoughts.
Faced with an existence of this level, it was no longer a matter of opinion but truly a cri to even think about it.
Among the crowd, only the Lancasters, who watched Byron grow up and knew his other side well, looked odd.
The deceased Lancasters were cursed by the Fifth Order Pseudo-God [Father of the School of Sharks] Bonaparte before his death, allowing them to only co ashore one day a year (Chapter 389).
But when Byron ascended to the Fifth Order, equaling the level of the dying [Father of the School of Sharks], he imdiately used the [Surgical Operation Table] to remove their curse, freeing them from drifting on the sea.
Now, not one is missing as they all stand aside to witness.
Others may not know what Byron was like as a child, but they certainly do.
Especially Edward, having personally docunted all of Byron’s black history from a young age, making it impossible for him to keep his innocence in the mortal world as a human "browsing history."
Witnessing Byron showing Little Cheep Cheep to Catherine, the two brothers dressing up as won to sneak out of the palace, showing off and going to sit on the [Coronation Throne] to bow to each other... there are countless such examples.
Every ti they ca back, they would be beaten, yet they continued to cause mischief with relish.
The Lancasters even suspect that it was precisely because of the many beatings Byron took as a child that he accumulated enough "magic resistance" to survive the attack of the forr god [Touch of the Kraken].
Could this boy be the [Holy Spirit]?
If so, then our whole family are the uncles of the creator.
And as one of the few aware of the existence of the [Chronicle of Ages], Prince Edmund Lancaster of Solenberg couldn’t help but mumble:
"Fortunately, this brat is impersonating the Holy Spirit. If he had pretended to be the Saint Heir and reincarnated, my reputation as his father would’ve suffered. Ouch..."
He was imdiately elbowed hard by his wife, the Little rmaid, next to him.
Indeed, his reputation would suffer.
But it wouldn’t just be one person affected, it would be two.
Because the previous "Holy Mother" conceived the Saint Heir as a virgin, making that "couple" a pair of classic scapegoats.
Byron glanced at his father and mother, thinking, now that we’re openly robbing the creator, could you please be more serious?
Then he looked back at the congregants kneeling and continued:
"The so-called Orthodox Church has already deviated from the creator’s teachings, and I cannot allow them to lead the lambs down the wrong path.
I hereby announce the establishnt of the Church in Hightins: the Royal National Church, issuing the ’Ten Articles of Faith,’ with the Golden Triangle as the new Holy Emblem.
I will serve as the highest leader in both secular and spiritual matters, with the kingdom belonging to , and the divine also belonging to .
I appoint the Archbishop of Canterbury, Sister of rcy Teresa, as the first Archbishop of the Royal National Church, overseeing religious affairs in Hightins."
The Demonic Banquet Council, nobility, administrative officials, and Protestant Doctrine representatives all bowed and placed their hands on their chests:
"This is your power!"
Byron additionally revised his new church’s Holy Emblem, purely because he thought it was inauspicious.
He always had a question: why did the followers think that the god they worship, who was nailed to a cross, would like such a thing?
Anyway, he didn’t want it.
With the King’s coronation ceremony concluded, everyone filed out of the cathedral.
In Hightins, power was unprecedentedly consolidated, and the next step was to replicate industrialization and sharpen the knives against the Kalmar Union of Three Nations, the leading mariti power Castilia, and the Orthodox Church.
Byron had just taken the hands of the two queens, about to leave the cathedral under the crowd’s embrace, when inspiration suddenly struck, halting his steps imdiately.
With the "Magna Carta" being completed with the Golden Law, his control over the entire Hightins instantly increased by several orders of magnitude, no movent escaped his eyes.
At this mont, at the end of the "Third Ring Current Zone," near the territorial waters of the Kingdom, he found the source of today’s strong fishy sll in the air.
In the pouring rain, huge black shadows were swimming rapidly beneath the sea towards the native land of Hightins.
And a figure was steering a miraculous, brilliantly-lit sailboat to chase and fight them.
It was none other than [Kingdom’s Guardian] John Hawkins, who had unexpectedly been absent from his coronation ceremony!
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