Chapter 1093: 1080 Chapter 1093: 1080 Seasons changed, and years slipped away. Gai Nation, having annexed the Three Kingdoms, was slowly digesting the fruits of war, while the already troubled Ymir Plain, seeing no further action from Gai Nation, continued to sink into chaos.

“Tomorrow you fight me, the day after I fight you,” they clashed in war, stormed castles and seized lands. The strife was endless, and the commoners at the bottom suffered endlessly from these protracted wars, wailing in the wilderness, but no one cared about their voices.

In this chaos, Gai Nation, free of war and incredibly stable, stood out conspicuously. Thus, like a bonfire in the darkness, it continuously attracted those yearning for peace.

Of course, most of those who chose to go to Gai Nation were refugees displaced by the war, without a home to return to. Those who truly had the ability, those with great strength, only made up a very small portion.

But even so, it was enough, and even the ordinary refugees, in sufficient numbers, could increase the population of Gai Nation, supplementing its national strength. Therefore, Muria decreed to welcome all verified refugees, no matter how many came.

As a result, with the presence of Muria, Gai Nation became an oasis in the chaotic Ymir Plain, gradually strengthening itself by absorbing refugees and some civilian powerhouses desiring peace.

But peace was only temporary. Peace for Gai Nation, this Evil Beast, was merely a disguise, merely because the Beast was “digesting.” When its digestion was complete, the Beast would once again show its fangs and continue to feed.

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Fifteen years later, a black tide swept across the entire Ymir Plain. Unstoppable by anyone, every nation, every power, was flattened like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in this overwhelming tide.

The Ymir Plain was unified, all habitable areas were integrated into the territory of Gai Nation, which once again entered a period of recuperation after its expansion.

Bleached bones scattered the fields, silent over thousands of meters—this was the best portrayal of a chaotic world. After Gai Nation unified the Ymir Plain, it found that due to the prolonged war, most areas had been deserted, becoming wilderness overrun by beasts.

Under such circumstances, the nation had no choice but to enter a state of recuperation again, striving to restore the population to its normal order.

However, the military nobility, who had grown and strengthened through continuous warfare, still craved war. They were not satisfied with the conquest of the entire Ymir Plain, for they knew there was an even wider world outside the Ymir Plain.

They had to temporarily suppress their desires for conquest and halt their advance because Gai Nation could no longer withstand their turmoil. The incessant wars had exhausted Gai Nation’s wartime potential, and it needed sufficient legions and strong forces to suppress the newly conquered lands.

As soon as Gai Nation first expanded and gained its initial territory outside its original lands, rebellion arose and persisted until the present day.

Despite continuous killings, unending suppressions, rebels sprouted like bamboo after rain upon the ever-expanding territory of Gai Nation—because there were always people who refused to submit to Gai’s rule.

Having unified the Ymir Plain, some were dissatisfied, desiring chaos to return so they could profit from it.

Yet, with each iron-blooded suppression of rebellion comparing against Gai Nation’s increasingly gentle policies, fewer and fewer joined the uprisings, and the rebellions became increasingly rare.

“When everyone on the Ymir Plain considers themselves a person of Gai Nation, no longer seeing us as invaders who plundered their land, only then can we say that true unification has been achieved,”
“But that will take a long time, relying on the efforts of several generations to complete the assimilation.”

“I can wait; I have plenty of time,” Muria said dismissively with a smile. His Reincarnated Body had grown taller over the long years, transforming into a valiant young man, no longer the youth he once was.

“Having plenty of time is not a reason for you not to take a wife or name an heir. Even if you are waiting for this so-called right person, you can still find a few spouses, have some children,”
Ferdinand, who had been discussing the important matters of how to assimilate the conquered land’s survivors, suddenly switched topics, touching upon a matter Muria did not wish to discuss.

“I can live at least another five thousand years. Finding a spouse, bearing offspring, for me, it’s all too soon,”
Muria said expressionlessly; over the years, he had grown accustomed to the presence of this old fellow who continued to nag at his side, and it seemed Ferdinand, too, had gotten used to bringing up such issues with him,
“Besides, with my current level of life, even if I scoured the entire Ymir Plain, there’s no one fit to match me.”

“Hmm, indeed, the average female warrior no longer qualifies to bear your life essence.” Hearing Muria’s words, Ferdinand’s face showed a rare sign of agreement,

“Your companion must be powerful enough. If not as strong as you, then the gap must not be too big. However, even so, it’s not easy to find on the Ymir Plain.”

“But beyond the Ymir Plain, perhaps there is such a person.” Muria’s face revealed a trace of a smile upon hearing Ferdinand’s words. He was certain that Michaela, even if she had not grown as strong as him, wouldn’t be far behind.

“However, in addition to strength, you have other requirements, something like love at first sight, which sounds like nonsense when you hear it.”

“I have a clear understanding of these matters in my heart, you really don’t need to worry. When I do meet the right person, I’ll recognize her at first sight.”

“Listening to you, it feels like you’re pulling the wool over my eyes,” said Ferdinand, his eyes shimmering with death qi, and tinged with blood-red.

“There’s no need for me to deceive you. I can feel it, far away, there’s someone waiting for me.”

“Do you think I believe that?” Ferdinand looked at Muria with an expression that suggested, “Are you joking with me?”

In his eyes, Muria did not qualify as a king, not in the least because the guy wasn’t diligent. Anything he could delegate, he did, letting others do the work while he watched on, chuckling to himself.

Without a doubt, such behavior was characteristic of a negligent ruler. Yet, paradoxically, he wielded the power of ghosts, controlled a group of corpse servants who would never betray him, and his personal combat strength was off the charts.

Because he possessed an indomitable personal might, he was able to sit securely on the throne.

Secondly, as a king, he was surprisingly chaste. For commoners, this was a virtue, but for a supreme ruler, it was absurd.

Of course, apart from these, he did have some merits, such as the long-term vision and strategic foresight that Ferdinand could not comprehend.

Ferdinand still could not understand how his son could have espoused the concept of unification, as his upbringing hardly seemed sufficient to have led him to such a theory.

But he proposed it anyway, as if he had witnessed or implemented it himself.

“Believe it or not, that’s up to you, but I have no intention of lying to you.”

“Truly, it’s your intuition.” Having witnessed Muria bring the Gai Nation to the heights he once dreamed of, Ferdinand felt that his life was complete. He had no further ambitions or motivations. His only wish was to see Muria’s progeny born.

“Mhm.”

“…” Ferdinand fell silent, knowing that as a powerful individual in control of extraordinary powers, there were bound to be some mysterious and profound intuitions.

“Well then, I won’t rush you. We can wait a little longer.”

…

While the Gai Nation was quietly recuperating, in a canyon that connected the Ymir Plain—ruled by the Gai Nation—with the outside world, a group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared.

They were a knight regiment clad in armor primarily white, holding aloft a flag with a dazzling emblem, stepping into the territory of the Gai Nation. They were spotted by the legion stationed within the canyon almost immediately.

“Halt! You have entered the territory of the Gai Nation. Explain your origin and purpose quickly.”

The soldiers tasked with guard duty immediately noticed the group with their distinctive flags and shining armor. They drew their bows and fired an explosive arrow, blasting the earth in front of the newcomers with a thunderous explosion.

“Interesting, it’s been a while since anyone dared to draw a bow at our flag. Truly the Wild Land. They don’t even recognize our banner,” the leading knight said, looking at the smoking crater before him, a smile creeping onto his face.

“My lord, probably just some savage little country established a checkpoint here. It’s normal they don’t recognize us,” a subordinate suggested.

“I know. Send someone to negotiate with them. Say we wish to meet their ruler.”

“We are an envoy corps from the Stream Mountain Country, here to visit your king. Inform him swiftly.”

Soon enough, a small detachment of knights broke off from the main group and approached the checkpoint, shouting up at the soldiers in black armor.

“Stream Mountain Country? Never heard of it.”

Upon the revelation of the mysterious knight regiment’s origin, the troops guarding the area remained calm. As for their request, it was met with disdain. The idea that some unknown soldiers from an obscure corner of the world would be granted an audience with their king was preposterous.

“If you wish to see our king, wait while I report this.”

Shortly thereafter, the commander guarding the canyon was made aware of the situation. He promptly led some men out to inspect this foreign envoy corps, curious to assess the military capability that they represented.

After all, from these envoys, one could glean valuable information about a country’s military makeup, the quality of their weapons, and the degree of their resources.

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