Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 290 Wonders of Civilization: One VIP, please go to the VIP seat
March 1472, 4, 25: p.m.

The [Silver Law] was based on the lighthouses of the royal ports of the Bantaan Islands. It suddenly activated on its own and descended on every royal colony.

The governors, their subordinates, and members of the action team who came back for support, who had received the news in advance and were waiting in the governor's mansion, were in the middle of it.

When Byron opened his eyes again with Violet, who served as his temporary secretary, Beretania, who was promoted to captain of the [Support] after a makeover, and James and other three adventure captains.

They discovered that the group had collectively entered the spiritual world and arrived at a huge public dream that relied on the collective subconscious of mankind.

It feels a bit like being in a lucid dream, but the rules around me are no different from the outside world, and I can exert my full strength 100%.

This is obviously the power from the Silver Law.

Where they were, on one side was a deep and boundless dark sea of ​​source matter, and on the other side was a vast land formed by the collective subconscious of mankind.

I just didn't see any other people.

"Is this a lighthouse?

Look, what a big lighthouse! "

As everyone turned around to look for other people, Violet, who was standing next to Byron, suddenly screamed.

The others turned their heads and saw that the huge shadow like a mountain behind them was actually a towering lighthouse.

They appeared exactly at the foot of the lighthouse.

Byron subconsciously activated [Echoes of History], and a light flashed in his right eye, and he saw the data of the lighthouse in front of him.

The square base of the tower at the bottom is estimated to be about 14 meters high, covering a huge rock reef on the seashore.

The lower tower body rising from the middle of the tower base is 71 meters high and is also square in shape. A bronze statue of the Son of Poseidon blowing a conch shell stands at each of the four corners.

They face four different directions to indicate wind direction and orientation.

The middle level of the tower suddenly shrinks into a thin column, about 9 meters high.

Eight thick granite pillars are erected on the octagonal position of the middle level of the tower, together supporting a circular tower top that looks like the sun.

The total height is 135 meters. There is no doubt that this is the tallest building on the Silver Continent.

At this moment, the top of the lighthouse was radiating endless silver light, illuminating the entire spiritual world instead of the sun on earth, leaving only a small shadow at the bottom of the tower where they were.

In this world, various magnificent wonders of civilization often represent different meanings, and there is no such thing as wonders harming a country.

The lighthouse in front of us is particularly special, because in addition to the appearance parameters, only a short name is read:
"Level 0 Holy Relic - The Lighthouse of Pharos!"

Yes, this is not a projection of the power of a certain Lighthouse Sequence Extraordinary Being, but a real zero-level holy relic that spans the material and spiritual worlds.

And unlike the True Cross that Byron had seen from afar, which was shattered by an unknown force and left only an unknown number of silver fragments, it was a well-preserved complete body.

This was also the first intact level zero holy relic that he had seen with his own eyes.

Only when the thirteen crystal skulls in his hands are combined into one and all the knowledge heritage of the Taya civilization is gathered together, will he be qualified to be compared with it.

At this moment, a passionate female voice suddenly sounded beside them:

"Everyone from the Kingdom of Hattings, welcome to the oldest and largest lighthouse in human history - the Pharos Lighthouse.

I am Delia Maxwell, the Lighthouse United Guide.

The meeting place is in the Lighthouse Meeting Room, please follow me."

Everyone looked down and saw a young woman in a simple grey linen cloak appear before them.

She has a sweet face, and her figure cannot be seen because it is hidden by the cloak. However, her long platinum hair is shiny and dazzling, which makes a deep impression on people.

"Hello Miss Delia, I am Byron Tudor, the Governor of Jamestown. Nice to meet you."

Byron nodded to her and walked into the lighthouse under her guidance.

The group walked up step by step along the wide granite stairs that were wide enough for an elephant to pass. An invisible force supported their bodies, and they could reach the tenth floor without any effort in one breath.

This is probably the extraordinary version of an elevator.

As they climbed up each floor, Delia, the guide, introduced the internal structure of this magnificent building to them:
“The Lighthouse of Pharos was built at the end of the Mythic Age, approximately two hundred years before the Silver Age.

It is the earliest and largest lighthouse in the world. Two thousand years later, it has become a concrete symbol of the concept of lighthouse.

The main body of the lighthouse is built on three levels of steps.

The main tower is composed of three floors. The first floor is a square structure, 60 meters high, with more than 300 rooms of varying sizes, used as fuel depots, elevator shafts, and workshops for various departments.

The second floor is an octagonal structure, 11 meters high, mainly used to store and transport whale oil and potion-quality olive oil. Of course, it is now gradually replaced by a more effective mixture of whale oil and spices.
The third floor is a circular structure with eight 8-meter-high stone columns surrounding the dome lighthouse.

At the top of the lantern tower, there is an 8-meter-high bronze statue of the sun god.

This great building, which was built two thousand years ago, is an architectural wonder that is difficult to replicate even today. I am moved every time I see it."

Delia spoke with pride, and Byron and his companions were amazed.

Strictly speaking, this level-0 holy relic that looks like a lighthouse should be considered a "wonder of civilization" of mankind.

Similar buildings include the Hanging Gardens, the Great Wall of the North, etc., each with its own magical and extraordinary abilities.

The Pharos Lighthouse holds a series of firsts, including the first lighthouse, the tallest lighthouse, and the oldest existing lighthouse. It is far beyond the reach of Byron's first blast furnace and the first Tudor sailing ship.

In theory, the Bronze Age was a time when material production was extremely backward.

Such a huge building made of materials such as granite and bronze is almost impossible to be completed by manpower alone. It is obvious that it was assisted by extraordinary forces that prospered to the extreme in the mythological era.

It also made them more curious about what happened in the past that caused the old gods to fall and humans to become kings.

Just then, a lift platform loaded with fuel passed in front of them. Delia continued:
“Lighthouses used to be fueled by whale oil, potion-grade olive oil, and wood.

Two thousand years ago, engineers also used mirrors to reflect sunlight and light onto the distant sea surface, taking advantage of the principle of reflection.

This incomparable lighthouse shines brightly during the day and is brightly lit at night, diligently guiding ships entering the port and bringing an unparalleled sense of security to the helmsmen.

Even the Gospel of Creation, which was written at the beginning of the Christian religion, describes this lighthouse:
'They went down in their boats and traded with the great ocean; they saw the works of the Creator and the wonders he had established in the deep.'

Two thousand years later, the core hub of the colonial lighthouse system is still here. Isn't it amazing?"

The group watched in amazement.

Byron also put away his condescending mentality of always standing on the shoulders of giants and pointing fingers, and re-examined the development of the extraordinary civilization in this world:
“As mortals, every step forward on the path to transcendence is a transgression of one’s own status.

Even so, he still became the master of the world in the Silver Age, or at least the master of the entire Silver Continent.

The background he possesses is obviously far more than what it seems on the surface.

Although the specific capabilities of this lighthouse are unknown.

But at least one thing is known: it is the core hub of the colonial lighthouse network system that spans the real and material worlds. Without it, most of the overseas development efforts will collapse instantly.

And just by looking at the fact that a Level 0 relic can support the huge Lighthouse Union, I know that the water in the upper reaches of the extraordinary world is deeper than I knew."

Soon, they reached the top of the 60-meter square structure on the first floor, and saw from afar a circular meeting hall that seemed to occupy an entire floor.

Obviously, no matter which world we are in, we cannot escape the bad habit of leaders to hold meetings.

And Byron knew a principle well: "Have big meetings for small matters, small meetings for big matters, and no meetings for extremely important matters."

According to his experience, if any consensus can be reached in the end on any proposal that is held in a general meeting, then there is something fishy going on.

unless
The top leaders in various countries have already discussed the relevant details, and it is possible that they are just notified to carry out the implementation.

"That's even more meaningless." Just when Byron was feeling a little troubled by this abominable thing.

Suddenly, I saw that at the gate in front, several groups of representatives from various countries who had arrived earlier seemed to have a conflict.

“Some people don’t even look at themselves in the mirror.

You can't even see that the ownership of the 'right to protect religion' has been decided, and you still dare to compete with us Castile for a seat?
You'd better hurry up and go back to enjoy the last bit of comfort. Once you get the "protection rights", Castile will drive you all out of the Bantaan Islands sooner or later.

Every inch of land overseas belongs to Castile and His Majesty the King!"

Standing in the center of the crowd was a group of arrogant Castilians.

It is obviously stronger than other forces.

Based on the intelligence he had collected over the past few days, Byron recognized at a glance that the person who was clamoring was the new Havana Governor Fox Ulysses, a [Fortress Guard] who was an army officer.

Standing behind him was the only fourth-order heroic transcendent at the scene, [Two-Faced] Smith Robert, who obviously gave him unlimited courage.

He is the one who provokes all the countries and should be the first to enter the venue.

In fact, based on the comparison of national strength, they do have the capital.

After he said this, it was naturally impossible for the other countries to do anything that would damage their national dignity, otherwise they would be in trouble for wearing official hats.

They immediately confronted him together and no one could get in.

Standing at the front of the team was a woman.

Her graceful body was clad in a emerald gauze dress with lotus leaf sleeves, revealing her white arms and a pale chest, and her jeweled brooch sparkled.

She wore a gauze hat on her head, and through the white gauze were a pair of watery light blue eyes, with a small teardrop mole at the corner of her left eye.

Only a hint of fiery red lips is revealed at the bottom of the gauze, and her every move is full of charm.

The pair of sapphire high heels custom-made by a master made the lady look particularly tall and charming.

This was none other than Byron's aunt, Jacqueline's mother, the third-level [singer] Meganella.

"What a coincidence? Has my aunt returned to the colony and taken over as the governor of the Iris Colony?"

Byron suddenly realized that after calculating the time, his aunt had spent a lot of money to entrust him to take care of Jacqueline who had caused trouble in the Old World since the construction of Torrent Fortress (Chapter 189).

She returned to Iris alone to report on her work. More than three months had passed, which was more than enough time for a round trip.

“It’s my fault that I was too busy plotting against the Newman family during this period and didn’t have time to pay attention to my cousin Jacqueline, the problem child.

I didn't even realize that this aunt who was very good at judging people had returned.

not good! "

Then, his first reaction was:

"It's bad, I see the balance of the child's mission is gone!"

My aunt gave me a deposit of 5,000 pounds at the beginning and agreed to give me another 5,000 pounds when I came back.

But now that they have taken off their masks, they are all relatives after all, and Byron is a man of dignity, so it is really difficult to talk about asking for the balance.

“Fortunately, my sister is in charge of the Lancaster Party’s accounts now.

When the time comes, I will allocate this money to this quarter's rebellion funds, and then send the bill to my aunt and ask her to transfer the money!
The road may not be smooth, but the accounts must be smooth.

I'm such a clever bastard."

At this time, Meganilla's towering chest heaved violently, and she was obviously very angry with the new Havana Governor Fox.

He could not help but retort:
“Humph, the former Navy Commander [Conqueror] Cortes died in the Azkal Royal City, and the former Governor Velasquez died in Treasure Island.

The Royal Port of Havana was captured by the indigenous emperor, and the wife and sisters of the former governor were abducted by the indigenous people to give birth to indigenous babies.

Even the bloody disaster [May Wind] was an accident caused by you Castilians.

I really can't imagine how thick-skinned you are to have the nerve to speak so brazenly here?!"

"Hahaha"

Since ancient times, the truth has been the most hurtful. Meganilla's words immediately caused laughter from representatives of various countries behind her.

Castile always wants to monopolize the colonial interests and is dissatisfied with all other countries. Aren’t they the same?

In addition to the small countries that make up the numbers, there are a total of six relatively strong maritime countries or regions that believe in the Creator Church:

Castile, Hastings, Iris, Netherlands, Rhine Confederation, Kalmar Union.

As for the most prestigious Holy Silver Empire, it only has the name of an empire and a crown that ranks above all kings and below the Pope.

However, due to the loose federal structure, it was difficult to expand outward, and at most it could only intervene through inter-city commercial alliances such as the Rhine Confederation.

All countries were eyeing Castile, the maritime power that held the greatest interests, and would never hesitate to take advantage of any opportunity to take advantage of its misfortune.

However, before the hunting operation even started, our own people were already on the verge of a fight. How could we expect them to cooperate seamlessly and kill May Wind together?
However, most of the people who came here were old acquaintances of the International Port. They had dealt with Byron directly or indirectly, and none of them were strangers.

It is not completely impossible to form another anti-Castilian alliance.

"Humph!"

The fourth-order heroic transcendent [Two-Faced Man] Smith Robert took a step forward, snorted coldly, and was about to teach Meganilla a lesson for daring to step forward.

Just at this moment, Delia had led Byron and his party to the outside of the crowd.

Originally, a deacon of the Lighthouse Union was standing at the door, watching them arguing over seating and the direction of action, but he remained neutral and paid no attention.

But when he saw Byron approaching, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He walked towards them, bypassing the representatives of various countries who were confronting each other.

He changed his expression of indifference, smiled with genuine respect, and rushed forward to hold Byron's hand:
"Dear Senator, I am very sorry to have wasted your time.

Please follow me over here. This is the special seat that has been prepared for you."

On the back of Byron's clenched right hand, a blue whale oil lantern mark that only they could see quietly emerged at some point.

As the deacon pointed his hand, he discovered that on the other side of the conference room there was a brass plaque that read "Members' only passage, no entry for outsiders", and there was a red carpet on the floor.

There was a moment of silence in the noisy meeting place.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked towards them.

"This"

Byron originally wanted to subconsciously hide himself as usual.

But looking around, on his left was the petite Violet, and on his right was Beretania, his subordinate who regarded him as a natural king.

The three adventure captains who were most sensitive to crisis had already hidden behind him at the first opportunity.

Byron suddenly realized that he had already stood out from the crowd all the way to where he is today, and no one was taller than him.

It's time to test your skills against the powerful.

Then, the tall figure in the blue general's uniform suddenly straightened up like a javelin, and he extended his hand and greeted the old acquaintances who were still fighting for seats:
"Ladies and gentlemen, please go ahead and do your work. I will take over. Sorry!"

(End of this chapter)