Chapter 2317 - 1639: Too Late! Join Me, and Convert to the Demon!

Two Clark galleons anchored on the shore, furling their impressive sails and dropping their heavy iron anchors. The warriors of the Kingdom occupied the large ships, with ten guards stationed on each, not leaving even to eat or drink.

"Witnessed by the Chief Divine! Keep an eye on these two ships! Sleep in your armor, weapon in hand!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The importance of these two large ships was well understood by Warrior Captain Kepili. He reluctantly caressed the tall masts that stretched into the clouds for a long time before disembarking with Priest Adin. Then, squinting his eyes, he looked at the forty Evil Demon sailors who had been taken over by the warriors and tied up like trussed turkeys on the shore, speaking coldly.

"Priest Adin, how many of these Evil Demon sailors should we keep?"

"Hmm, witnessed by the Chief Divine! Such a large ship requires at least fifteen sailors. Later, have someone interrogate them and select the ten with the gravest crimes to kill and sacrifice. The rest, we'll keep them to watch the ships as we head west."

"Only kill ten? Okay, let them off easy then!"

"Ahem! Warrior Captain Kepili, please smile and hold a victory banquet with the warriors! Then, seamlessly invite those Shenluo mercenaries over, ensuring they have plenty to drink and eat, making them enjoy themselves thoroughly and drop all defenses!"

"Alright!"

The plan concocted by the two Kingdom leaders unfolded into the gradually descending evening. Under a sunset as gold and red as blood, the warriors of the Kingdom sang and laughed, boasting of their divine war victory, and firmly believing in their merits heading to the Divine Kingdom after death. They, alongside the barbarian tribes of the wilderness, shouted loudly, as if singing a prayer like the jungle and the Jaguar!

"Hoo ah, the ancestor's eagle soars over the flames!

Our blood is spilled, eliciting the howls on Brave Island, where countless Gummy People now rest in peace!

Many of us have died, heading to the red Divine Kingdom.

Many of us are still alive, only to stand on the Sun's chest after death!

"Hoo ah, firelight illuminates the bare back!

Bird feathers and the Obsidian Knife clash and ring with the drums, engraving the sky's divinity together!

Many of us have died, drinking the Ancestor Spirit's wine with a smile after death.

Many of us are still alive, if we fall tomorrow, the blood blooms like flowers!

"Hoo ah, hoo ha! May our souls fly to the Highland sky!

Eagle! Sun! Warriors dying in the divine war will transform into the most beautiful butterflies, eagles, and flowers!

In front of the burned village stronghold, under the coastal bonfire and ship shadows, with the bones of Evil Demons and captives lying prone, only the Kingdom's warriors celebrated and sang, their joyous sounds echoing between fields and heavens! And when the warriors drank and performed war dances, singing loudly through three rounds, Priest Adin smilingly brought cassava wine to invite their close "Bavarian countrymen".

"Come! Knight Reinhart! Join this celebration with us! Let's drink fine wine, celebrate this wonderful victory, rejoice in the spoils of war, and also celebrate the exceedingly correct choices you have made!"

"Ah? These, the warriors of Cuba, are willing to join us? ...Haha! Well then, let's do it together!"

Mercenary Captain Reinhardt pondered for a moment, blinking wisely as he scrutinized the earnest face of his fellow Martin. Watching the unbridled jubilation, holding gleaming gold in hand, he couldn't stop smiling. Soon, a group of Shenluo mercenaries couldn't help themselves but gradually let down their guard, eagerly joining in as well, with Warrior Captain Kepili welcoming them with a smile.

"Heiho! Gold und Wein, heut' Nacht soll alles unser sein! Fette Beute, sü?er Lohn– wir lachen, bis der Morgen wohnt!"

"Heiho! Gold and wine, tonight everything will be ours! Rich spoils, sweet reward—we'll laugh until morning comes!"

The mercenaries laughed wildly around the makeshift bonfire, roasting meat, clinking glasses, boasting loudly. And when Mercenary Captain Reinhart sang the Bavarian mercenary song, even though the mercenaries' bodies were still smeared with smoke and blood, they all raised their voices and sang in unison!

"Knock open the barrels, fill the jugs, silver coins clink in leather pouches.

Women dance, swords clink, tonight no one complains or weeps!

Hey ho! Pity goes to the dead! Our packs are heavy and gleaming!

Tomorrow we sail from here, silver coins full in the chest, sea shells spent like money!

Hey ho! Gold and wine! Tonight belongs to us brothers!

We brothers are thick and strong, which coward dares match us?

Ah hahaha! The cowards of Castile dare not compete with us!~~

The Shenluo mercenaries laughed and drank wildly, soon falling into a drunken frenzy. Under the smiling watch of Priest Adin, these mercenaries sang and danced, not knowing where they had tossed their weapons. And as he was invited by Mercenary Captain Reinhardt, he joined in singing a Bavarian folk song and persuaded Reinhardt to drink more wine. When guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, Reinhardt, drunk and giggling, started to boast loudly.

"Hahaha! When I bring back a big bag of gold to my village in Bavaria, I want to buy the biggest manor! Then, I'll marry the daughter of a poor Viscount, a woman as sturdy as I am! I'll support seven or eight mistresses, from Portugal, Castile, France, to Italy's city-states, one from each place!"

"Hahaha! By then, you guys will be my knights, my knight's attendants! Everyone will have a manor with a windmill and a stone mill! When we brothers gather together, whoever dares to come collect taxes from us, we'll cut off his head! Even the Church's people too! Ahahaha..."

Discussing future plans, Mercenary Captain Reinhardt laughed with excitement, his subordinates howling like wild beasts. But soon, the mercenaries' shouts abruptly stopped, all their faces turning deathly pale as if lifeless. Only Reinhardt, with his back turned to them, continued to boast wildly.