I Pioneered Scientific Magic

"Your Majesty Hatar, please forgive our tardiness," Lord Lynn nodded slightly, preserving the new king's dignity.

Hatar, feeling like a traveler grasping at a lifeline in despair, hastily spoke, "Lord Lynn, the Holy Church's forces have penetrated our borders. We must swiftly organize and expel them from our lands!"

"Please, do not fret, Your Majesty," Lord Lynn calmly pacified the anxious Hatar.

It had to be said, compared to his father, King Bazeel, this second prince's composure and grace were leagues apart...

As for the nobles in the east of the kingdom defecting, Lord Lynn wasn't surprised at all.

After all, the influence of the Holy Church within the kingdom had been long-standing, and their occupation of the capital was but a cunning move that lacked popular support. This situation was well within his expectations.

Surveying the nobles with their varied thoughts, Lord Lynn slowly addressed them, "Reinforcements from the Land of Wizards have probably arrived. If any of you are interested, feel free to join and witness."

"I'd like to see that!" mocked Count Mortan.

Years ago, he had the privilege of witnessing the divine punishment army return from the holy city, an unparalleled sight! They said these soldiers, handpicked elites from the army and even witch hunters, were all knights blessed by the gods. It was not an exaggeration to say that merely three or four thousand of them could sweep through the entire kingdom!

Add to that the Gryphon Knights, revered and comprised of clergy, and what other army could stand against the Church?

Under Lord Lynn's lead, King Hatar and the nobles stepped out of the royal palace.

As they exited, Mortan already sensed something amiss. The outside lacked the warm sunlight, instead shrouded in gloom.

"Is it evening already? Has it grown dark?" Duke Gade, now promoted to a duke, spoke puzzled, while another noble gazed in horror at the sky.

"Look up!"

Everyone present looked skyward, witnessing a scene both astonishing and terrifying—hundreds of airships suspended hundreds of meters high, each as colossal as a house, linking together and blotting out the sky. Their shadows extended over the entire palace, creating an eerie twilight despite the afternoon hour...

Though Lord Lynn had used airships in the war that toppled the kingdom's elites, this spectacle was the first time this contraption revealed its true form before everyone.

The sheer magnitude of these flying vessels was undeniably awe-inspiring, leaving even Mortan, who had previously mocked, speechless and astonished.

"Let's go, they'll land in the square!"

Lord Lynn's shout snapped the stunned nobles out of their trance.

By the time they reached the square, these airships had neatly settled in the vast expanse.

The composition of this army from the mysterious Land of Wizards starkly differed from their preconceptions. This force was peculiar, devoid of anyone wielding swords or crossbows...

Rows of soldiers clad in formal attire disembarked from the airships, their bayonets gleaming under the blazing sun, attracting everyone's gaze.

Furrowing their brows, Mortan and others, in the month since the battle for the capital, had gathered intelligence. They recognized these soldiers carrying an extraordinary weapon called a musket.

Capable of piercing iron armor from a hundred paces, the thunderous roar upon firing was heard...

Mortan had previously believed that the three thousand musketeers who seized the capital were the utmost limit these devilish zealots could muster. After all, these alchemical devices should be challenging to produce. Yet, here they stood, enough in numbers to outfit a legion of ten thousand!

What intrigued him more were the peculiar iron clumps offloaded from the airships...

Such hefty objects, devoid of horses or beasts of burden to transport them, yet moving effortlessly. Mortan couldn't fathom their source of power, attributing it to the sinister magic of these wizards.

For this initial skirmish against the Church, both Lord Lynn and the Council deemed it of utmost importance. They could only win, for failure would render all prior efforts futile.

Lord Lynn brought almost everything he could!

Cannons, alchemic armored vehicles, electromagnetic railguns, even those ironclad ships sailing the seas...

However, due to the limited carrying capacity of the airships, this was merely the first wave of support troops, totaling around twelve thousand.

Even for Mortan and his peers, this small-scale parade was sufficiently overwhelming!

"Lord Lynn, do you know the purpose of these peculiar steel boxes?" King Hatar curiously inquired.

Naturally, the only thing he could envision was these boxes wreaking havoc on the battlefield, but he knew it couldn't be that simple.

Staring down those grim-looking gun barrels, they felt an inexplicable sensation of staring death in the face.

"You'll find out in a few days," Lord Lynn smiled, withholding any further details.

The kingdom's prominent nobles were coerced to remain in the capital, enabling Hatar to swiftly seize control of most of the kingdom. Who knew if someone would bypass their surveillance and leak information to the Church?

The ostensible purpose of this parade was to stabilize the situation, preventing any scheming that might lead to internal turmoil, causing the kingdom to face both internal and external crises. These advanced weapons couldn't afford to divulge any secrets...

For now, it seemed the effect was quite satisfactory... Lord Lynn's gaze swept over the fearful faces of the noble class and then to the distant onlookers.

Lord Lynn deliberately concealed certain matters, causing some dissatisfaction in King Hatar, but he understood that the Kingdom of Hadralata now relied on these wizards to confront the Church. He had to suppress any trace of discontent.

After the brief parade concluded, Lord Lynn handed the prepared blueprint of a laser emitter to Anthony, urging the electromagnetism expert to research and ideally manufacture it swiftly, to catch up with the impending war.

As for Lord Lynn himself, he retreated to the residence arranged for him in Hatar, preparing to develop new flame magic.

This time, he didn't manifest in the Hadralata Kingdom through magical projection but in person.

To support this war effort, the Council dispatched over a thousand wizards to the capital, several of them Grand Wizards. Even the legendary Councilors would intervene if necessary. As the architect of the plan, the nexus between the Land of Wizards and the Society of Mystical Arts, Lord Lynn naturally couldn't be exempt.

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