Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 471: Bagasse Papermaking, Headless Knights (7400)

The saying “Morning glow doesn’t let you go out, but evening glow can travel a thousand miles” is obviously not true in the Bantaan Islands.

Yesterday evening the brilliant red sunset was as bright and beautiful as my sister’s cheeks, but the next morning it started to rain heavily.

In Violet's bedroom, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, Byron, who had worked hard all night, was too lazy to get up.

What's more, he was "sealed" in the big bed by his two sisters.

In the crook of her left arm, silver threads emitting faint light were scattered on the white pillow. Violet looked like a silver moon descending to the world.
In her right arm, with her messy golden hair like the sun, Catherine was like a bright and passionate sun.

What is the same is that their cheeks are delicately rosy when they sleep, and there are faint kiss marks and suction cup marks extending from their fair shoulders and delicate collarbones to under the quilt.

Byron sighed in his heart:

"I have personally experienced what it means to 'the nights are short and the sun rises high, so from now on the king will not hold court early.'

Faced with this kind of situation every day, I didn't even resolve to become a licentious and tyrannical ruler. I am truly a role model of a strong-willed royal family member.

Like for myself! "

And thanks to his monster-like physique, the girls' weight was like goose feathers to him.

Unlike those men who dream of a couple's life but are hit hard by reality, his arms were not numb.

He kissed the cherry-colored lips of the sister on the left, then kissed the rose-red lips of the sister on the right, smacked his lips together for a while, and then kissed each of them again.

"Morning, Byron, Catherine."

“Morning, Byron, Violet.”

The two sleeping beauties then opened their beautiful big eyes which were tinged with shyness.

It was obvious that the two of them had woken up a long time ago, but thinking back to the craziness of the three of them last night, even Violet, who was always very courageous, felt a little embarrassed.

Byron smirked and said:

"Miss, your technique of firing a gun with your feet is really top-notch, and your sister's attitude as a rope art assistant is also very correct. I am very satisfied. Keep it up. Next Sunday, we will..."

Before she could finish her words, two small hands grabbed the soft flesh on her waist and twisted it hard.

"hiss--!"

Byron gasped.

Some things are one thing to do and another to say. He talked nonsense for a moment and was immediately taught a lesson by the two girls who shared the same hatred for the enemy.

Byron was not to be outdone and immediately fought back. His two tentacles wrapped around the ankles of his two sisters and tickled the soles of their feet, which were as white as moonlight, like feathers.

"Hahaha stop it"

"Bad guy, you still dare to bully others. Die!"

While the three people were playing, the thin silk blanket slipped off, revealing the two girls' delicate upper bodies and large areas of white skin, which instantly brightened the whole room.

But no one cared. After all, they had seen everything last night. They immediately pounced on each other again, determined to determine the winner.

Early in the morning, it was inevitable that something went wrong, and the two girls were thrown onto the bed by Byron, the only mythical creature in the family, and were stacked together in a clear arrangement.

After "clouds and rain are densely distributed", "the sun is at noon", and "the sun is at noon".

The two girls, who had taken the panacea of ​​[Night Demon Prince] and had a great nourishment, but whose bodies were still a little weak, got up lazily.

There was as much panacea as he wanted, and Byron could not let his two sisters starve no matter how hard it was.

But their digestive capacity is limited, and the replenishment speed is not that fast. Perhaps only when Catherine and Violet are also promoted to mythical creatures, there will be an exponential improvement.

Wow.
Violet summoned a water ball with just the right temperature, and Byron held the two sisters in each hand, helped them wash, and changed into the underwear that Catherine had customized for them.

She also called the head maid Shirley and several versatile maids to help the two girls dress up.

Catherine let the maids comb her long hair and show her dresses and accessories one by one, and she did not forget to check the schedule for this afternoon.

"Byron, the preparations for the bagasse paper mill have been underway for a long time. I will go check it out this afternoon and try to have it cut the ribbon and start construction this week (Chapter 350).

There is a huge demand for paper in the Bantaan Islands and the Old Continent. This is a blue ocean that no one has been able to step into.

Whether your saint's title can be promoted to 'Reincarnation of the Holy Spirit' depends entirely on the effectiveness of this improved process."

A woman who supports her brother is still a woman who supports her brother after all. Although she was "bullied" badly, what she cares about most after entering the working day is Byron's industrial plan.

"Is it landing so quickly? I thought it would take until at least the end of the year."

Byron felt a little ashamed. After he made the request, he basically never followed up again. It was always his sister who arranged everything.

Catherine gave him a charming look:
“This is all thanks to your fanatic, the Great Shaman Xiwatel, who was the first to be promoted to the fourth-level mythical creature [Mountain Demon Bear].

As long as it is an infrastructure project, we can do anything quickly now.

What's more, we have plenty of space. There's no need to enclose land, to argue over demolitions, or to balance interest groups. We can start construction the next day as long as we say we want to build it.

I think sooner or later the Golden Empire will be able to build a unique full-industry chain industrial system in the world and compete with the whole world."

Now a newspaper published by the "Lighthouse Union" costs five copper folds, which can buy five standard folds of bread. It is simply not something that the common people can afford, as they are illiterate.

After a long period of cultural blockade during the Dark Millennium, the literacy rate of the entire continent was less than 5%, and one-third of them were clergymen of the church.

At present, the papermaking technology in the East Coast countries is still very backward. The raw materials for mainstream papermaking are rags and hemp fibers, and the gluing process uses glue extracted from sheep hooves, deer legs, bones and animal skins.

Even when paper was imported from the West Coast, the price remained high, and there was even a large amount of expensive parchment on the market.

As we all know, humans are not a supernatural species and have no inherited memories. They need at least a dozen years of learning to be competent in the social division of labor.

Without widespread and easily accessible written media, there would be absolutely no possibility of popularizing knowledge, science and technology, and the explosion of industrial workers.

The severe shortage of paper also meant that many people with extraordinary talents could not obtain the corresponding grammar, arithmetic education and extraordinary knowledge, making it difficult for them to achieve career advancement.

It can be said that now, just after the end of the dark millennium in which the church blocked knowledge and suppressed scholars, the demand for knowledge and books from all walks of life is unlimited.

Under Byron's instructions, the Pioneer Colonial Trading Company had already begun investigating sugarcane plantations and sugar mills, purchasing large quantities of bagasse for industrial papermaking.

There are countless sugarcane plantations and sugar factories in the colonies of various countries in the Bantaan Islands.

Bagasse is the waste product after sugar is extracted and has always been useless garbage to sugar factories.

The quality of paper made from this material may be slightly worse than normal paper, but the key is that it is cheap.

It is even cheap enough to mass-produce napkins and toilet paper for the middle and upper classes.

Combined with overseas spice resources, it should not be a problem to double the number of extraordinary people on the Old Continent.

Once Pioneer Navigation Company accomplished this great thing under Byron's leadership.

There is no need for recognition from the Church or the Pope; the [Silver Law] itself would have to personally give him a title far higher than that of a "saint".

At the same time, the beneficiaries, including a large number of artists in Florence, extraordinary people whose destiny was changed by the spread of paper, scholars in the Tower Sequence, administrative agencies of various countries, etc., must all remember his benefits.

With the [first stock] in hand, Byron's hammer strike was equivalent to investing in the entire human civilization world.

You can pat your chest and shout:
"If Heaven had not given birth to Saint Byron, civilization would have been in eternal darkness."

It is foreseeable that another large wave of wealth and spirituality is on the way.

The mere fact that it is a relic that is bound to be extraordinary is very worth looking forward to, and the effect will at least not be worse than the special effects of the title of "Civilized Firewood Gatherer" in the Empire of the Sun.

On the other hand, Violet’s current position is chief engineer, and she does not need to maintain the majestic image of a countess like Catherine.

She just asked the maid to tie her hair into a neat ponytail, changed into a simple light blue lady's dress, asked Byron to help her put on her high heels, and then jumped off the bed.

"I have to get busy too. The bolt-action rifle has just been developed, and it will take some time to industrialize it.

The sooner we finish, the better our chances of winning.”

With the birth of the Witch 1472 bolt-action rifle, Violet's combat power has been upgraded again. In terms of frontal destructive power alone, she has long surpassed Byron.

Subsequently, they would organize the establishment of an assembly line for bolt-action rifles, and strive to arm their own privateering fleet by October.

This is the Lancastrian party's top priority at the moment.

Fortunately, the Earls and the Royalists had already begun placing additional orders.

As the real money came into the account, the instructions of the three people were also implemented immediately.

Referring to the standard configuration when the "Army Elk" and the "Navy Elk" were hostile to each other, the Army screws were turned to the left and the Navy screws were turned to the right. The barrel caliber differed by one millimeter, and the artillery caliber was also the same standard.

After the civil war between the Earl's Party and the Royalist Party is over, the money they have spent will be enough for them to complete industrial upgrading and eliminate backward production capacity.

After Violet kissed Byron goodbye, she did not show favoritism and naturally kissed Catherine next to her.

The little witch smiled like a cute little squirrel who had secretly eaten pine nuts:

"So sweet, that's the taste. I was wondering if it was just an illusion last night.

I'm leaving now. See you tonight, muah."

The four strongest people in life: studying in the same classroom, carrying guns together, dividing the spoils together, and being girlfriends together. Well, these two have done everything together.

Obviously, after experiencing the four major challenges of life, the relationship between the two girls has become closer, their family is harmonious, and their life is happy, which is cause for celebration.

Soon, the two career-oriented women returned to their respective careers.

Before leaving, they all winked at Byron at the same time, as if they had tasted the sweetness of a new world and decided to continue tomorrow.

Byron was happy to see these sisters being so ambitious, but he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

I am still able to handle it with ease now. But if the fourth-order mythical creature [War Witch] and the adolescent [Mithril Dragon] join forces to suppress it in the future, will the character "木" become "太"?

There seemed to be a voice in my ear saying, "If you work hard enough, you can grind an iron rod into a needle."

"No, I have to work harder too."

He shook his head, and the leisurely mood that had been relaxing for half a day immediately disappeared, and the string in his mind became tense again.

He has more and more burdens to carry, and it is still a long way before he can lie down and enjoy his life.

First, place Mother Hathaway's crystal coffin in the underground palace under the Great Pyramid of Tayapan.

This city can barely be considered as the divine domain of the Lord of Heaven. It has the strongest stability for the undead. At least there will be no death stranding accidents here in the short term.

Then he opened the [Flower Mountain Heaven] in his mind and released six female ghosts whose bodies were separated.

It was Anne Neville and her five sisters who were previously controlled by the cursed spirit, the Headless Horseman, in Oasis Palace and eventually chopped off their own heads.

It was also the direct fuse for the neutral faction to completely turn to the royalist party and fight against the earl party.

Absolutely rare commodity!

After the six girls left the paradise of Huashan where their souls rested, their eyes were a little dazed, as if they had not yet come to their senses.

Obviously, the scene before death had a great impact on them.

Byron waited for a while but saw no response from them. He cleared his throat and suddenly shouted in their ears:
"Oh no, the Headless Horseman is here again!"

The souls of the six girls suddenly shook violently.

He subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape, but he forgot the fact that his body had been separated.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Six beautiful heads fell to the ground on the spot. The headless bodies ran around like headless flies, but they were soon tripped because of the incoordination between the senses of the head and the body.

"Ouch!" "Ouch!" the cries of pain were heard continuously.

There was chaos for a while, but they didn't wait for the Headless Horseman to kill them before they realized they had been deceived.

"Where is the Headless Horseman?"

"Who is lying about military intelligence?"

"It's so wicked! I was so scared that my head almost fell off!"

At this time, Byron took out a huge floor-length mirror and placed it in front of them, and lit a whale oil lamp for illumination.

"ah--!"

After the six girls saw each other clearly, their screams suddenly became one.

There may not be a "headless horseman" here, but there are headless ghosts, and there are six of them!
After this shock, they finally came to their senses and remembered that they were now dead and turned into undead. "Are you Saint Byron, Count of Stromgarde?
You died too? Where is this, Hades?"

Anne Neville, the strongest one, was the first to adapt to the body of the undead. She picked up the head on the ground and put it back on her neck. When she looked up, she finally saw Byron's appearance clearly.

But their memories still remain at the moment they were killed, and they don't know what happened afterwards.

Byron raised a finger and waved it, smiling and correcting her:
“You are wrong, this is not the underworld, but my territory, the city-state of Tayapan on the Yucatan Island.

If I hadn't intervened, you would all have turned into evil spirits [Lost Homelanders]."

Then I shared with them the current situation of the civil war in the country and the intelligence I had collected.

Especially the mastermind behind the scenes, [Devil Duke] Richard, who used them to stir up multi-party confrontation and ultimately kill three birds with one stone.

After listening carefully, the group of girls became furious.

It all happened because of that sinister and ugly bastard who was still mocking them before his death. He not only killed them, but also dragged their families into the war.

At this moment, I wish I could tear the culprit into pieces.

Especially Anne, the only daughter of Thomas Neville, clenched her fists and said hatefully:
"Damn the York royal family! I'm going to inform my father and have him stab the royal party in the back!

Let them fight each other.”

He spoke his mind subconsciously, and suddenly realized that the "first loyal minister of York" was standing in front of him. He took a step back and looked at Byron warily:

"Why are you, a die-hard royalist, telling us this? What is your purpose?"

Byron corrected again with a smile:
"You are wrong again. I am not a Yorkist, nor a Royalist. I am a Lancastrian!"

As he spoke, he removed the constant cognitive correction on his body, revealing the true face of Byron Lancaster.

The six girls were all descendants of great nobles, and of course they had all seen Byron. They were stunned and exclaimed:
"How is it possible? The last Lancaster? It could be you?!"

Byron saw some vigilance in their eyes, and knew that the unexpected development that this "loyal minister" was actually a "traitor" was too shocking for them to believe.

Then he cleared his throat, opened his arms and sang in a poetic aria:
"Oh, Anne, my love, you are like a red rose, opening in the June wind; oh, my love is like a sweet song, played in tune and harmony.

My dear, I will always love you, even if the sea dries up and the water runs out, and the sun burns the rocks into dust. Dear Annie, I will always love you.

The other five girls were a little confused and wondered why this guy with a mysterious identity suddenly started reciting love poems to Annie, and they were so corny.

Only Anne Neville's pale face suddenly flushed, and she waved her hands in confusion:

"Stop reading it, Byron. I believe you."

Because this was one of the many love letters Edward wrote to her.

Having your love letter read to you in public is definitely the most socially damaging part of your student life, no doubt about it.

Furthermore, even the most powerful [Psychic] would not be able to extract such an emotional and unpopular memory verbatim.

Coupled with his occasionally erratic behavior, the man in front of him must be Edward's cousin who often acts as a messenger!
After confirming their identities, Anne led a group of sisters to salute Byron, the only surviving Lancaster and the only heir, and said:

"Your Highness."

Annie couldn't help but sigh, if it hadn't been for the accident, they would probably have been a family by now.

I never expected that we would meet again in this way.

Byron returned the greeting and clapped his hands:
"Okay, we are all family, so I won't waste any more words.

My Crystal Skull No. 13 [Suicide Goddess] keeps you suicidal people in a state between life and death.

Now I give you two choices to decide your future path.

One option is for me to help you cultivate a new body, and once you possess it, you can come back to life and resume your original path as a [Punishment Knight]. "

Anne looked at her sisters, bit her pale lips and asked:

"Can we take revenge on that ugly guy with this?"

Byron shook his head.
“Although I don’t want to dampen your enthusiasm, the Devil Duke is already a fourth-level banker and devil.

Even if you train the [Punishment Paladin] to the highest level, you will most likely not be able to beat him.

At most, there's a chance that a dagger will be thrown at him from eight hundred meters away."

The girls, whose hearts were filled with the desire for revenge, immediately shook their heads:

"No choice, no choice."

Byron then pulled out a large book with the title "Book of the Dead" from his pocket and said as he flipped through it:
"The other option is to take the forbidden knowledge route part-time and walk on two legs like the Devil Duke.

The [Book of the Dead] from the edge of the world can provide you with hundreds of choices.

For example, the [Vampire Succubus] who is good at illusion and feeds on blood?"

Girls still have the same problem:
"Can we take revenge on that ugly guy by learning this?"

"No."

Immediately shook their heads together:
"No, no."

Byron continued to turn the pages:

"So even if the body is damaged, the [Stitched Corpse] can replace organs anywhere on the battlefield?"

"A [Mummy] that can raise countless scarabs in its body and spray them out from its orifices at critical moments to kill everyone?"

"The Swelling Girl who can control sewage and whose body is swollen and contains poison?"

As the group of girls listened, their faces turned greener and greener, their eyes widened, and their heads tilted more and more.

"No, no."

Come to think of it, it's tragic enough to turn a group of pretty and cute girls into undead creatures.

If I become ugly again, it would be absolutely cruel.

What is tragedy? Tragedy is the destruction of beautiful things for people to see.

Even Byron couldn't bear it.

He was even more worried that his cousin would come to him in the future with a rotten corpse in his arms.

When it was almost dark, Byron read out a path that finally made their eyes light up:

“The Headless Horseman, one of the most powerful mythical creatures in World’s Edge!

It is the most compatible with your original [Punishment Knight] route, and you can cooperate with each other to produce an effect where the sum of the two is greater than the sum of the two."

"That's it, let's learn it!"

The girls picked up their heads again.

And it was done with great force and the transformation began immediately.

The requirements for the first blood sublimation ceremony are very simple, which is to commit suicide by beheading.

If you can't even get a little skin attached, and are dubbed "the almost headless so-and-so", you will never be qualified to be a headless knight in your life.

But committing suicide by cutting one's own neck is easy. The difficulty of chopping off one's own head is no less than dying by suicide by being shot eight times.

It just so happened that the [Cursed Spirit·Headless Horseman] helped them do this, and after that all they had to do was to hold a simple ceremony.

However, as a materialized undead creature, the Headless Horseman still needs his own corpse and mount.

Byron also used his own secret magic to transform the [Long River of Blood] of living things at will, and cloned a strong body for each of them, as well as the best breed of warhorse.

From then on, they were like Bruch and his gang, equivalent to Byron's followers, and there was no possibility of them betraying him halfway.

After all, she was his cousin Edward's fiancée, not his own fiancée. When doing something as big as a rebellion, he still had to have some final insurance measures.

Of course, Anne was his sister-in-law after all, so after starting the witchcraft ritual, he stepped out to let his rapidly developing new body mature on its own.

The ceremony ended half an hour later, and Byron successfully obtained a female "Headless Knights".

The girls who reappeared looked drastically different.

Holding a long-handled battle axe, wearing a close-fitting black knight armor that outlines the beautiful female figure, riding on a skeleton warhorse, each of them looks heroic.

What is hung on the chest of a warhorse is not a bell, but a cage. When needed, you can put your head in it as decoration and intimidate the enemy.

Anne rode up to Byron, a glimmer of hope in her eyes as she said:
“Your Highness, according to legend, it was Saint Byron who sank the Blue Dragon King for the second time in the southern continent.

But since Saint Byron was disguised by you, then Edward who was swallowed by the Kraken was also...?"

Byron smiled and nodded at her, then waved his hand and led a group of freshly-made headless knights to the river outside the city.

Snapped!
With a snap of his fingers, he connected to Edward at the edge of the world through the [Golden Law].

A ghostly figure soon emerged on the water.

He was wearing the robe of a [Lawyer], his face was pale, and his blue eyes, which were exactly the same as Byron's, were flickering with ghostly lights.

In his hand he held a whale oil lantern with a will-o'-the-wisp burning on it.

It was Edward Lancaster who had long since transformed into a [Lich].

He obviously didn't notice that there was someone following Byron, and said carelessly:

"What do you want from me, Byron? I'm still busy expanding our Undead Palu Farm and building my own Ice Throne.

You know what, the name you changed later sounds so nice, it seems like it was tailor-made for our business.

When the undead heard this word, they felt filled with strength.

By the way, the big-breasted vampire banshee that I promised to give you after you escape from the stomach of the old god is now on the way (Chapter 320).

Recently, the water level at the edge of the world has continued to rise, causing a lot of trouble.

The slave catchers I sent out... Ahem, they're from the Human Resources Department. They just destroyed a vampire's nest and recruited more than a hundred people, young and old.

When the time comes, I will pick carefully and choose the one with the biggest breasts, one for you and one for me, one for you and one for me.

The vampire banshee is best at illusions, and she can create anything she wants.

Don't worry, if something good happens, I will never forget you, hehehe."

As he was talking, he found that Byron had been blinking at him, and he couldn't help but wonder:
"What's wrong? Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

At this time, an extremely familiar and gentle voice came into his ears:

"Edward, you are living a very comfortable life.

Vampire? Big breasts? She has all kinds of them?

Is there anyone like me?"

Edward's body suddenly stiffened, and he turned his head with great difficulty, finally seeing his fiancée who looked much more haggard and as pale as himself.

Without caring about why Annie, who should have been in her native land, appeared here, she quickly covered her face:
"No, no, no, you're mistaken. It's not me. I'm not Edward."

Just as I was about to turn around and run, I heard a faint voice behind me:
"If you dare to run, don't come back."

He immediately stopped walking and swallowed hard. He no longer had the high spirits he had just when he was determined to become the Lich King.

After hesitating for a while, he used the [World Edge Pass] to open the passage between the two worlds, threw himself at the feet of his fiancée, hugged her slender thighs and begged for mercy:
"Annie, please listen to my explanation. I didn't want to do this either. This was all instigated by Byron!"

He sold his brother out at the speed of light with a desire to survive, and shook it vigorously to make it more persuasive.

Unexpectedly, it just shook twice.

Boom!
Another head fell to the ground.

Edward subconsciously reached out to catch it, and looked into his fiancée's eyes, his eyes dull as he said:

"Well, there really isn't a banshee like this."

(End of this chapter)