Divine Kingship

Chapter 605 The Happy Life of the Calant Family
The next day, Rand talked to Berlan about the incident.

In other words, the real issue in theory is how to deal with the pirate gangs of the Kingdom of Bolen.

"Do you have any strategy?" Berlan and Rand sat facing each other, Berlan looking at the intelligence on the Bolen pirate gang in his hand.

The intelligence system of the Holy Domain is highly developed and advanced.

It was initially established by Ellie and later handed over to Elsa. Over the years, it has become very comprehensive and institutionalized.

“The Boren pirate fleet is enormous, making it difficult for us to conceal their movements,” Rand analyzed. “But being able to detect them doesn’t mean we can defeat them.”

"It is planned to form a fleet alliance, defeat the fleet of the Kingdom of Bolun, and seize the position of the sea overlord. It will take at least three years."

"However, due to various changes in the current situation, the formation of our naval alliance has not been very smooth. At least in terms of fleet strength, we are still far from being able to defeat the Bolen Kingdom's fleet."

"But while our fleet's strength is not developing rapidly, their situation is even worse. Their fleet now has no land to rely on, making resupply difficult, and their morale has also declined considerably."

Rand finished his analysis.

"So you plan to continue cutting off their supplies and restricting their routes, waiting until they run out of ammunition and food before letting me launch the final attack?" Berlan could clearly understand the meaning behind Rand's words.

Rand nodded and smiled: "That's right, this is the most economical and least costly way for us. I've been doing this for a long time, and the time is almost here."

“Very good, I’m ready to act at any time.” Berlan nodded slightly.

"Then help me 'get rid of' some work now?" Rand pointed to the work files on the table, which were barely tidy.

Berlan sighed, "Your Majesty Rand, this is a matter of national importance for you. Is it really alright to entrust it to the king of another country? Or has your laziness outweighed your vigilance?"

Rand waved his hand and said, "It's alright, we're family now, aren't we?"

“Heh.” Berlan pulled his chair closer to the table and then opened the documents on Rand’s desk.

In their past letters to Ellie, Ellie would sometimes jokingly criticize Rand's laziness and his exploitation of those around him.

Sure enough, now they're squeezing her dry.

She had assisted Rand with territory affairs under the identity of Ellie, so it wasn't difficult for her to get started. And since there was really nothing else to do right now, it wouldn't hurt to help.

Now that they're truly family, Berlan has nothing to hide.

Then, Ellie Calant, Queen of the Moon Phase Kingdom, arrived at the office.

Ellie glanced at Rand, who was starting work, and Berlan, who had also begun his shift. After looking around the office and confirming that no one else was there, Ellie glared at them and said, "Great White King, why haven't you come to visit your sister even though you've come to the Sanctuary? Is it because I'm no longer in your favor?"

Berlan didn't take his sister's strange tone to heart.

Berlan simply frowned.

The reason he hasn't gone to see his sister, his only remaining blood relative in the world, even after being here all day is because he's already here.

That's because there are some things that are still difficult to handle at the moment.

Berlan sighed softly, "Madam, please mind your manners."

Ellie was taken aback; the name Berlan was quite unexpected.

Berlan usually called her by her given name, and occasionally referred to her as Queen.

However, the word "Madam" is quite intriguing.

Ellie looked at Rand.

Rand nodded.

Ellie's gaze immediately turned incredulous.

Although she was the one who pushed for all of this, she never expected it to come to fruition like this.
It all feels somewhat unreal.

Ellie gazed at her sister Berlan for a moment, then at Rand for a moment.

The relationship between the two doesn't seem to have changed much.

Ellie blurted out instinctively, "Are you just giving up like that?"

Berlan sighed, "I have indeed surrendered. You have won."

"Yes!" Ellie clenched her fist and shook it hard. "We won!"

Rand was somewhat embarrassed.

In a sense, this can be considered as defeating the strongest known figure of the time.

This makes the atmosphere a bit strange.

Bolan wasn't embarrassed. Although she had indeed come to interfere in other people's relationships, since she had already made her decision and taken care of everything, there was really no need to look back.

Now that she has made the decision, she will try her best to maintain the relationship.

“Alright, Your Majesty, if you’ve finished enjoying the joy of victory, let’s get back to work.” Berlan waved the documents in his hand. “You wouldn’t expect me, your lover, to handle all the work, would you?”

Ellie remained silent for a moment.

This left Ellie somewhat at a loss.

Ellie was still a little taken aback by her older sister's straightforwardness, which was usually a very generous and easygoing personality.

So now I've become the wife, and my sister has become the mistress?

It feels like my status has suddenly risen a lot, but it doesn't seem like anything has really changed.

In this world, wives and lovers either never meet, or the lover's status is not much different from that of a maid.

The specifics vary from region to region and are also related to the identity of the lover.

In the Moon Phase Kingdom, and within the Nicholas family, things were quite strange.

In short, it's a mess. Ellie can only barely manage this big family. Now she has achieved her goal, but the difficulty of managing the family has probably increased.

Ellie pulled up a chair and sat down next to Berlan: "You were here yesterday...?"

Ellie sniffed. Although the room had been cleaned and the windows opened for ventilation, there was still a slight lingering odor.

"Yes, but do you really have to use your keen nose here?" Berlan poked Ellie's forehead with his fingertip, and she still had nothing to hide from admitting it.

Ellie rubbed her forehead and then began to assist her sister and husband in handling state affairs.

The autumn sun wasn't exactly warm.

Several faint beams of light slanted into the office through the glass windows above, casting colorful yet hazy pillars of light that illuminated the tiny dust particles in the air.

The air was filled with the smell of ink from writing with a quill pen, and the barely pleasant aroma of paper.

Now there's a family atmosphere.

It would be even better if it were a picnic instead of a work trip.

"The weather is nice today, how about we go for a picnic on the mountaintop?" Rand knew, of course, that it was a bit impolite to have his wife and her sister working here in this setting.

But if you don't deal with the work, it will only pile up.

Therefore, unless it is particularly urgent, there is no need to disrupt the work environment; finish the work first and then rest.

Rand always demanded the same standards of himself when it came to work.

Because if you consider yourself a king, a lord, or a supreme authority.

Then the pressure they would have to bear would be too great, and their perspective on things would often change.

For a king, the entire country may be his property, and he can do whatever he wants with it. Protecting the country is just protecting his private property.

As for working, politics is just part of the job. All that's needed is professional ethics and a few personal ideals.

Of course, this is only what Rand thinks at the moment; as for what others think, Rand doesn't care too much.

Thanks to the help of Queen Ellie and the White King.

The work was handled quickly, and Rand finished his work for the day in no time, so he could leave work early.

For the remaining staff, they are naturally required to arrive at work and leave on time.

But as the chief of staff, Rand could naturally exercise his privileges at such times.

This privilege is a privilege in the sense of a job, not a privilege in the sense of a king.

After all, the king doesn't need to finish his work before leaving.

After locking the office door, Rand took his family to the back mountain of the Sanctuary.

Initially, the back mountain was planned as an industrial zone, but later, when the Burning Land was established, all the more polluting industries were moved there.

After all, both metallurgy and papermaking are highly polluting industries.

Although the current scale of manufacturing and production does not yet qualify as industry.

However, Rand will tentatively refer to some of the industries of the current Holy Domain as the industrial system.

True industrialization may not occur for several decades, but will likely be driven by millions of people.

But Rand doesn’t mind starting today.

Or rather, he had been trying to lay the foundation long ago.

It was already evening by the time the barbecue grill, firewood, seasonings, meat, and vegetables were all moved to the top of the mountain.

This picnic consisted of only Rand, the White King, and Ellie, a family of three.

"Barbecuing is such a civilized thing." Rand skillfully set up the grill and then started a fire.

Berlan and Ellie also went to fetch the nearby mountain spring water and then washed the vegetables and meat.

Meat used for barbecue usually needs to be marinated overnight to taste better.

However, with the temporary marinating under these circumstances, plus Rand's culinary skills, it won't taste too bad.

Soon, the smell of cooking fires appeared on the hilltop.

Rand poked at the meat on the baking tray with long wooden chopsticks.

Berlan wasn't surprised by Rand's skillful cooking, after all, Rand was the one who invented the Nest Cooking Competition.

Of course, it's now called the Sanctuary Culinary Competition.

She watched Rand's movements and commented, "Quite exquisite culinary skills."

Rand knew why Berlan would say that.

Because the White Country, a barbaric nation, has always been rather uncouth in its consumption of barbecue.

Rand had witnessed quite a bit when he led the Knights of the White Kingdom to resist the orcs in the north of the White Kingdom.

The fact that someone like Ellie could tolerate the food at the hideout proves that the White Country has a very high tolerance for food.

Of course, the court chefs of the White Kingdom can still make some pretty delicious food.

However, neither the White King nor Ellie could really be considered spoiled.

Berlan helped Rand separate the roasted meat.

Then he fed Ellie, who was sitting there waiting to be fed.

Ellie sat contentedly on the tree stump, puffing out her cheeks.

The three people present were actually quite old.

They just don't look very old for various reasons.

Ellie's mindset will become younger as she spends time with Rand and Berlan.

Naturally, they became the ones who needed to be taken care of.

Ellie squinted her eyes with pleasure.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, he chatted with Rand and Berlan: "I wish we could meet more often like this in the future."

"It won't take too long to travel between the White Kingdom and the Moon Phase Kingdom now. With good roads, strong mounts, and roadside inns, I'll try to come more often. If you have time, you can also come to the White Kingdom to find me." Berlan certainly hoped to see Ellie and Rand more often.

When I was with Ellie and Rand, everything was relatively warm.

It is completely different from the cold palace and cold throne of the White Kingdom.

Although the White King is used to the cold, if it doesn't jeopardize his sister's happiness, then moving closer to warmth would be a natural choice.

After the three finished eating the barbecue, they started washing and tidying up the dishes.

They really do look like an ordinary family.

After all, grilling meat, washing dishes, and fetching water don't require superhuman strength.

Superhuman strength is only needed when it's to protect what you already have.

Therefore, the high-ranking members of the Sanctuary, including Rand, who are well aware of the preciousness of their current lives, have never slacked off in their training of power.

Just like this time.

Elsa is about to arrive in the Champs-Élysées in the south.

Olena, who had already finished her shift in the upper sanctuary, changed into her training attire, drew the divine weapon given to her by Rand, and began basic swordsmanship training.

Lysa remained half-lying on the branch of the golden tree sapling.

Occasionally, a dazzling light, like the sun, would flash in his half-closed eyes.

……

And further still, in the seas that now belong to the Moon Kingdom.

The leader of the Bolen pirate crew, who was also the former king of the Bolen Kingdom, crushed the letter in his hand.

"Damn it, damn Rand." He could only curse, but there was not much he could do.

"Your Majesty, our supplies are almost exhausted," a subordinate reported.

The former king of the Kingdom of Bolen cursed a few more times.

The reason for the difficulty in resupply is that we always encounter RAND's fleet or the fleets of RAND's allies in the nearby waters.

The strength of these Rand fleets is nothing.

However, with the assistance of the Naga loyal to Rand and the presence of flying mounts for reconnaissance, it is extremely difficult to surround and capture these Rand fleets.

Then Rand's fleet can disgust them without restraint.

This left them exhausted and unable to access good sources of supplies.

Now that they can't get the support of the Southern Kingdom, they may have no choice but to take a risk.

The former king of the Kingdom of Bolen had a hideous and distorted face.

(End of this chapter)