A few days later, Port Royal Jamestown was lit up.

The melodious sound of bagpipes from his hometown of Heats fills the streets and alleys, and the laughter of the city's residents fills the streets.

The Governor's Palace also allocated funds to bakeries throughout the city to distribute fluffy and delicious white bread to the common people of the city free of charge today

Merchant ships are free of charge for a week's entry into the port, and beer and rum are discounted at the pub

All transcendents can enter the Doge's Palace for banquets, fine food and wine, and circus performances by magicians, clowns, and dancers.

There will even be a knight tournament, regardless of origin, and the winner will be rewarded with a third-level curiosity.

One benefit after another set the colonial city on fire.

"Congratulations to Your Excellency the Governor, the Governor's Palace is on the doorstep."

"Congratulations General, Mr. Bill and Miss Tyrille are made in heaven, and there is no better match than them."

"Thank you, thank you"

On the manicured lawn of the Governor's Palace, the Newman brothers, Governor Jefferson Newman and Major General Elsie Newman, greeted the crowd of guests.

It's just that the two of them seem to have lost a lot of weight, and even the eyes are densely bloodshot, and they obviously haven't slept well in the past few days.

The unscrupulous audit team from the Tax Inspection Bureau put a lot of pressure on them.

But on the surface, it can't be seen that he is a thief.

The two brothers even had to prepare houses, carriages, and good wine for the tax collectors who came to inspect them, and pretend to be happy to welcome the "angels".

It was in this tense and oppressive atmosphere that they ushered in the scheduled engagement date for Bill and Tyryl.

At this time, the faces of the two Newmans looked even more bitter than the "Bill" in the crowd who was smiling and accepting the blessings of the guests.

And from time to time the two of them looked up at the empty sky, as if there was something there that made them sit on pins and needles.

Suddenly, Major General Newman's gaze fixed on a figure in the crowd who was leisurely enjoying a meal, and confessed to the guests around him:

"I'm sorry, I'll miss you first."

The meteor strode towards Byron, who was sitting alone in the corner, eating and drinking.

Byron had already seen Major General Newman, and hurriedly beckoned him to sit down, and stuffed a note into his hand:

"Your Excellency, you have come just in time, please ask your quartermaster to help me complete the goods on the list.

When I leave Port Royal, I can take it with me.

I'm going to go back to the metallurgical plant for copper smelting and start the furnace as soon as it is built, but I can't delay the construction period. ”

The main business of Riptide Fortress in the future will definitely be large-scale steel smelting, but the associated copper ore at the good end cannot be wasted.

Moreover, compared with steel smelting, the most primitive pyrotechnic copper smelting has almost no threshold.

As long as a large pit is dug in the ground, charcoal and other materials are laid on the bottom layer as fuel, and a layer of broken copper ore is laid on the top, and the most primitive bowl furnace is built.

When the temperature in the furnace is raised to 1084C by a blower, the copper in the copper ore melts away from the ore and condenses into particles.

Just wait for it to cool down before removing the slag to find the granular copper from it.

It is also not difficult to have a modern process that has been improved many times.

In contrast, cast iron has the advantage of being cheaper, not that it performs better than copper.

Whether it is brass or bronze, although it is expensive, it has good plasticity, toughness and durability, and is not easy to blow up.

The first munitions to be produced after the arsenal was built were to be equipped with guns for flagships such as the new Golden Deer and the heavy cruisers.

Since he had made up his mind to go to the [Holy Relic], there was no need to consider the cost at all.

We really have a mine at home, are we still missing those three melons and two dates?

Only a glittering bronze cannon is worthy of a holy relic.

Newman, who was already in a hurry, saw that Byron was still caring about his equipment like no one, and was suddenly choked, and then glared at him and whispered:

"Mr. Sea Hunter, is it time to negotiate the manifest?

It's already burning your eyebrows, how can you still have the leisure to eat here?

Ever since we were confined here by that damn thing, you've promised to find someone else to figure it out even if you don't go there yourself.

What progress do I want?! ”

Although his emotions were extremely excited, he still didn't dare to yell at Byron.

He tugged at his neckline uncomfortably, as if he was holding a sword on it, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks and neck when he moved slightly.

No, not as if, but literally there is a sword hanging over everyone's heads!

"Don't be in a hurry, take a sip of wine to suppress the shock."

While Byron poured a glass of wine for the other party, he silently activated the [Storm Ring], which symbolized the kingship of the Black Courts, and opened his spiritual vision to look at the sky.

See a silver web of laws hanging over the entire island.

Directly above the Doge's Palace, a golden illusory sword hung from what appeared to be suspended by a slender horse's mane.

The sword light is clear and sharp, and it looks like it will sting people's eyes as long as they look at it.

The logbook had already identified its identity, it was a former zero-level holy relic [Sword of Damocles]!

Deeds:

"King Dionysius, an ancient king before the Silver Age, tried to satisfy the greed of his favorite Damocles and teach him a lesson.

He entrusted his palace to him, and gave him complete power to fulfill any of his desires.

However, this vain and snobbish Damocles was at the Grand Jubilee Banquet.

Suddenly, he looked up and saw that on the ceiling directly above his seat, a sharp sword with cold light was hanging upside down.

The hilt of the sword was tied only by a horse's mane, and it was about to fall on his head, and he was so frightened that he fled from the table in a panic.

Then King Dionysius stepped forward and said:

This sword is a symbol of danger that threatens the king at every moment, and the king's happiness and well-being are only appearances. ’”

This relic has a triple symbolism and three effects:

"First, it symbolizes conditioning, symbolizing God's damnation.

Second, it symbolizes the ultimate of all power and profit: divine power.

Third, it symbolizes the divine position and power of the holder, and is a sword with divine power that can kill the king at will. ”

Merely.

Like the True Cross, the Spear of Longinus, the Shroud, the Holy Grail, the Holy Foreskin, and a series of other powerful relics, it collapsed in the unknown changes at the beginning of the era.

An unknown number of incomplete fragments were left behind, scattered in the hands of different forces, and even the Church had no chance to reforge them.

But just one fragment of it also has the powerful power to slay the transcendents in the sequence.

With the [Iron Law of Kingship], for example, when the law is triggered, it is equivalent to really putting a knife on the neck.

Or the kind where the king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die.

The only drawback is that it is only internal, not external.

It is a great weapon of destruction to the subjects within its own ruling system, but it has little lethality to the outside world.

Unless you can restore your integrity, you can gain the power to kill any king in the world.

Moreover, it is not King Edward IV who is in possession of this holy relic now, but the Earl of Warwick, the [kingmaker].

No one, including the other Yorkists, knew that he had such a treasure, and it was not until he succeeded in seizing power that he took it out.

How similar is this new minister of the Hattings Kingdom to the original Damocles style?

Perhaps his rules of conduct come from the destiny of this holy relic.

"Plans don't change as quickly. A few days ago, before I could leave, Warwick suddenly gave an order through the Legal Network.

Ask the Hattings Colony, everyone who came with the ocean-going fleet last time to be on standby in Port Royal and not to go out.

In fact, it is a captivity, just in case of accidents.

Caught us off guard.

The Newman family didn't have time to react at all, and their personal freedom was restricted.

As long as that audit team arrives here and sees through the fake accounts at a glance.

The Sword of Damocles hanging overhead will fall with a bang, cutting off the heads of any of them.

Whether it is Major General Newman or Governor Newman, their proud status and third-order transcendent abilities will be useless.

It has no necessary relationship with whether the audit team has the strength to kill the two third-order people. ”

Now, except for the two chief officials of the Newman brothers, and Byron, who has the permission to the back door, the others don't even know that they have a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.

Byron can also make a bold guess about what Warwick wants to do:

The Newman brothers are all small characters in his eyes.

The reason why that [King Maker] made such a big battle was obviously not only to check the accounts, kick the Newman brothers out, and gather power, but also to investigate the [Wild Hunt]!

With the exception of those who were on site in Tlaxopán, the passengers of the other ocean-going fleets had to go through a rigorous scrutiny.

If it weren't for the order from above, the Newman family wouldn't have been so kind, providing bread and wine for free, and rewarding the transcendent with strange things.

It's just to find out the 'Last Lancaster' that [Wild Hunt] may still be hiding in the crowd without startling the snake.

This guy who has done a great job for the York family is indeed an old fox, and his first move completely disrupted our original plan.

Luckily, I still have a backhand, otherwise this time it would have been really dangerous. ”

Compared to Byron's calm and relaxed.

Major General Newman glared at a pair of bloodshot eyes that had not slept well for several days, and whispered to him:

"I'm not in the mood to drink, you talk.

You keep telling me not to worry, but there has been no news for so many days, have your people gone? Did you get your hands on the audit team?

Calculate the time, and they are about to leave the first circulation.

We are all grasshoppers on a rope, and if they really come, you, as the buyer of the ink case, will definitely not be able to escape. ”

Seeing Major General Newman's breathless appearance, Byron couldn't help but shake his head in his heart:

"Didn't I know that once they arrived safely, everything I had worked so hard for would disappear in an instant?

But whenever there is a big event, there must be calm, and the more panicked and chaotic it is, the easier it is for the enemy to grasp the flaw.

The Newman family is just an upstart who seized the opportunity to hug the thighs of the Yorks, and was only promoted to earl a few months ago, without the composure of a great nobleman.

Really mud can't hold up the wall.

It's a little too tender to fight the old fox like Warwick the Kingmaker.

Besides, what are the auditors of the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and when the king's envoy comes, I will kill you another day. ”

At this time, he also found that on the blade of the [Sword of Damocles] in the sky, a pair of eyes that obviously belonged to the [King Maker] Count Warwick slowly appeared.

It means that the other party has locked their attention here.

Byron knew that the time had come, and no matter what happened in the fleet over there, he would no longer have anything to do with his "York henchman".

Smiled and patted Major General Newman on the shoulder:

"Your Excellency, please pour me a glass of cold wine.

Thousands of miles away, there is an artistic feast that is about to begin. ”

At this time, Governor Jefferson Newman, who also walked to his side, although he did not know why.

But he still snatched the flask, and poured him a glass of wine with a dark face.

Under the gaze of the two, Byron shook his wine glass slightly on the surface, but his consciousness was thousands of miles away in an instant.