The First Magic World War

Charles brought along ten of her Sacred-level subordinates, as well as four newly sworn-in nobles, directing her army to the outskirts of Sesath City.

Sesath was a port city, half of which even lay within the sea, comprising six islands and more than twenty giant reefs, connected by very ornate stone arch bridges, allowing many sea ships to even sail into the city of Sesath.

Baron Merrime of the Meisu Family stood atop the city wall, looking at the approaching army without a hint of panic, and said to a servant by his side, "Go out and tell Mr. Mecklen that I have returned to the Mesu Family and have once again come under Duchess Mesu's command. Tell him to withdraw."

The servant acknowledged and hurriedly descended the city wall, mounted a fast horse, and raced to the front lines of the two armies, shouting loudly, "Baron Merrime says: We have rejoined the Mesu Family and are now under the command of the Duchess. She is the commander of the Allied Army of the four nations, the commander of Byron. There's no business for you lot here!"

"Mr. Mecklen, you can turn your troops around and go attack somewhere else."

The Count of Nottingham, Count Barnett, Viscount Angelo, and Baron Eckson, the four newly sworn-in nobles of the Black Phoenix, all looked quite displeased, but none dared to say anything. Baron Eckson, somewhat ingratiatingly, said, "Duchess Mesu is also one of the Allied Army. She has preemptively occupied Sesath, so we can only step aside."

Count of Nottingham glanced over and saw that Earl Mecklen's face was expressionless, he smirked slightly, fostering a spectator's mentality. Although he had not interacted much with Charles, he believed that this newly-risen Farsian dignitary would not tolerate such an affair.

The other two nobles displayed their indignation, exclaiming, "Even if it's Duchess Mesu, she can't just take our credit, right? We must negotiate with them firmly."

Count Barnett even volunteered eagerly, "I am willing to discuss the matter of withdrawal with Baron Merrime, but they must pay a certain price. Without sufficient money, materials, and food, we can't just leave like that."

Charles remained silent, without uttering a word. She took a Knight's Spear from Dobin's hand, stirred the Bloody Glory, and with all her might, hurled the Knight's Spear, impaling the messenger servant on the spot on the battlefield between the two armies.

Charles coldly looked towards the head of Sesath and with a wave of her hand, commanded, "Siege the city!"

Charles had no good feelings towards Duchess Mesu, there was some unpleasant history, and besides, Mesu had already surrendered to Byron. A Duchess of Byron expected Earl Mecklen, a Farsian, to give way?

Who did she think she was? How much face did she have?

Baron Eckson was taken aback and said, "Lord Mecklen of the House Mecklen, our opponents have already surrendered. They are now people of Duchess Mesu."

Charles responded indifferently, "This envoy heroically declared just now: 'If you want to fight, then fight!' We must give the brave people of Sesath, a proper battlefield."

The few nobles looked at each other but then saw the ten Sacred-level subordinates of Charles gradually taking to the air, and all with mutual understanding, spurred their Fighting Spirit to fly up, heading for Sesath.

Baron Merrime of Meisu truly had not expected that Charles would actually kill his servant and immediately declare war. His face turned pale, and he hastily descended the city wall, intending to head for one of his own Magical Alchemy Warships. But Andreas, the fastest, had already arrived first.

He said he did not wish to wage war against the Black Phoenix, but…

When Andreas had heard Baron Merrime of the Meisu declare that he had already joined Duchess Mesu, his anger had surged, and in his heart, he had quietly reclassified Baron Merrime of the Black Phoenix as one of the People of Byron.

When Charles thrust his spear through the messenger servant and ordered the battle, Andreas was the first to charge into the sky; for him, Merime Mesu was a traitor to the Black Phoenix, and he was not among those who refused to fight.

Merime, of course, recognized Andreas. He had just shouted, "Spare me for the sake of the Viscount!" when Andreas erupted in rage and yelled, "You are all a bunch of traitors!"

With a thrust of his sword accompanied by countless clear chirps of birds, the poor Baron Merime Mesu stood no chance. This baron was merely a Transcendent of intermediate high-end rank, barely resisting two or three strikes before Andreas cleaved off his head.

With the baron's death, the city of Sesath had no more power to resist!

Though two Sacred level beings took to the sky, seeing over ten Sacred level beings encircling them from all sides, they wisely chose to surrender.

These were two nineteenth Rank Sacred level beings, who could barely compete with Vigo; even in single combat, they were almost no match for anyone, not to mention standing up to the likes of Herolf and others, let alone Kratos. Furthermore, Charles's tactics were ruthless, not at all about fair duels. Why would she bother with one-on-one combat?

Kratos, the Black Dragon, and others had grown accustomed to this, only the newly joined Elephant-man Agon and Andreas had yet to integrate into this team's style, but... it didn't affect much.

Without their leader, the Knighthood of Sesath surrendered in droves, and within just over an hour, Charles had taken the city.

There was actually a minor incident: someone tried to steal a Magical Alchemy Warship and flee, but the crew onboard, seeing the sky filled with Sacred levels, rejected this officer's order. A Sacred level being with a Magical Alchemy Warship might resist several of the same rank, but this would-be thief was not even a Sacred level, and Charles had far too many under her command.

Even if they had managed to take the Magical Alchemy Warship, Charles's subordinate Sacred levels could have caught up and broken the ship's Magic Array.

The Knighthood and fleet of Sesath were well aware of Charles's reputation; as long as they did not resist, he treated those who surrendered quite well. But those who chose to resist would be thrown to the Beastmen, and no one wished to end up as their meal.

When Charles learned of this, the soldiers of the fleet had already tied up the officer and delivered him to her as a token of merit.

Charles glanced at the young officer and asked, "Are you willing to surrender?"

The officer couldn't help but curse, "I will never surrender to the Farsians!"

Charles placed his hand on his neck and made a slashing gesture; immediately, someone cut the man's throat with a single strike. The young officer, full of a defiant spirit, died instantly. Nobody cared for his name, nor did anyone consider this failed rebellion to be of any consequence.

Just as Charles was about to go receive her new Knighthood, Andreas descended from the sky and said, "A fleet is heading towards Sesath; by the flags, it's the Northern Fleet of the Mesu."

Charles commented indifferently, "So Baron Merime wasn't lying! What a pity he died."

Over ten Sacred levels took to the sky together,