Iron Harvest: When Farming Becomes Conquest-Chapter 379 - 13: Ruthlessly Take Control of Your Politics

Chapter 379: Chapter 13: Ruthlessly Take Control of Your Politics

White Steel Princess did not come alone.

White Knight, Black Knight, and Oak elite soldiers accompanied her to Fertile City.

The Oak bloodline, sharing the surname with the tree, called the Oak forest "Divine Wood Forest."

They believed these trees possessed immortal divinity. During the saplings’ growth period, they would sing epic ballads and use secret techniques to enhance the spiritual essence of the Oak, eventually obtaining wood that was extremely tough and high-strength, far surpassing ordinary trees.

The final product was as strong as steel but only one-tenth as heavy.

The elite soldiers of Duke Oak generally possessed equipment made of that material, and he was the only one among the Dukes who could outfit his troops on such a large scale with extraordinary weapons, visibly having three to five thousand Oak elite soldiers.

Reportedly, Oak elite soldiers had sharper ears, higher attractiveness, and agile movements.

Due to their extraordinary bloodline, they possessed some characteristics of the forest’s offspring and were physically stronger than ordinary humans, with each elite soldier generally having the cultivation of a Second Rank Knight.

This was a meeting Roman could not ignore.

In the past, the fame of White Steel Princess was overshadowed by the Black Iron Crown; now, her brilliance shocked the world—of course, there were many stronger than her, but there were only two Black Iron Princesses.

Now, she called herself the Black Iron King, with the blood of Ioannos coursing through her veins, strong and beautiful, with profound features, hair like the Red River, resembling the white rocks of high mountains.

Roman, dressed in luxurious noble attire, was very formally attired. Tashina wore a white military uniform, dusty and weary, riding the divine steed known as "Shadow of Robbery."

He said to her, "Your Highness, we did our utmost, but unfortunately, we couldn’t reverse His Majesty the King’s departure."

"The mourning has already been done," Tashina said. "Lord Roman, I need your help."

She was straightforward, stating her purpose at once.

Roman, however, shook his head, "Your Highness, if you had come as a guest, I would have welcomed you, but if you came to collect a vassal, then you should go back where you came from."

Tashina frowned, and a handsome blond man behind her then said, "Lord Roman, I think you should show more respect to the Black Iron King."

Roman turned to him: "Who are you?"

"Ryan Oak’s son, Enya. In the ancient Elf language, it means ’Emerald’..."

Upon learning that Enya was the son of Duke Oak and the first Marshal of the Oak elite soldiers, he said, "Alright, little gem, I’ll listen to you, but I’m standing in front of a Black Iron King, and there’s also a Black Iron King at Black Castle. Which one do you want me to respect?"

Enya, irritated by this, said, "I think you should be able to discern which one is the True King."

"I am the True King," Roman glanced at Enya, noting his rare Elf bloodline.

He had golden hair and blue eyes, long, slender limbs, and a figure that could be described as transcendent, comparable to Shasta and Nillie.

"I’m not denying that! I meant..." Enya was somewhat impetuous, but Roman ignored him, saying, "Let’s talk inside the castle."

He led everyone into Fertile Castle. Enya, seeing the castle not very broad nor aesthetically pleasing, was immediately shocked: "This is your palace?"

He thought it was some kind of outpost.

Compared to the White Tower in Oak territory, Kant’s castle seemed downright provincial.

The Pale Tower was made entirely of pristine white stones, cooling in summer, warm in winter, and only second in beauty to the Church Court’s Holy City.

Roman did not care what others said, merely stating, "We have limited resources, so make do."

The castle hall here served as his office area and could also be a reception area, right next to the fireplace. The firewood in the fireplace burned vigorously, spreading a warm atmosphere that dispelled the cold air.

Enya, a bit of a talkative type, tirelessly said, "Why don’t you build a taller, more robust castle? This doesn’t match the stature of a True King at all."

Roman replied, "I don’t have the manpower."

"Where are your people then?"

"I sent them to build military fortifications."

Roman considered the manpower cost of renovating and expanding Fertile Castle worth a military fortification; he never engaged in a losing trade.

Enya muttered reluctantly, "It seems the Church Court has put great pressure on you, but that’s also what we came for."

White Steel Princess also said, "We have come to support you."

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The White Tower is located at the southernmost tip of the continent, the Origin Basin in the middle of the continent, and it was not easy for them to come this far.

"Oh?" Roman was a bit surprised, and belatedly remembered that White Steel Princess had brought three hundred Oak elite soldiers, hundreds of Black Iron, and a dozen White Knights. This was a significant force—but he had thought it was a diplomatic delegation.

"You’ve come to help me defend the city?"

Enya generously said, "Exactly! The Princess and I persuaded Lord Oak."

"Lord Ryan did not want to send troops," Tashina said. "Because their mission isn’t here."

The Conqueror charged the Oak Family to block the Earth’s breach, push back the Nether Sea to the south, and the Black Iron Land to the north. With the terrain entirely enclosed, they had only fought two wars in over a hundred years, one at Silent Valley and one at Black Castle.

It was genuinely difficult for them to deploy their troops, but ultimately White Steel Princess convinced the Duke.

Because the Oak bloodline still revered the Black Iron King, recognizing only Ioannos, not acknowledging the Fake King installed by the Duke of Furious Tide at Black Castle.

Roman quickly understood.

Oak opposed the Church Court, and so did Origin City.

In White Steel Princess’s view, it was essential for both sides to seek cooperation; at the very least, they could not stand by and watch the River Valley King endure pressure.