Chapter 1489: Legendary Warship: Holy Mother's Immaculate Conception

“Thank you, thanks to the benevolence of Her Majesty the Finance Queen! From now on I will certainly mend my ways and never speculate in futures again.”

“Long live the Finance Queen! Long live Saint Byron!”

“With the arrival of the North Sea Empire, justice has arrived. Your Majesty the Queen, under the rule of the Remit People, our days have been hard…”

As expected, Catherine’s decrees had just been issued, and the entire Kingdom was in jubilation, heartfelt gratitude filling the air as it swept across from the straits with the spread of the [Golden Law].

This grand scene was not only because their debts were relieved, but also because the colossal mountain of the Remit bankers above them was removed.

The Netherland Kingdom had been parasitized by the Remit People, just like a crab infested by a crab slave, long exhausted, suffering beyond words, and on the verge of being forced to transform.

From a long time ago, if any industry, any company in the Netherland Kingdom had a Remit person enter, soon they would be filled with Remit people top to bottom.

Then, their compatriots scattered in other countries would swarm in, pushing out the locals.

By now, they not only controlled the economic, political, and military lifelines but also dominated all quality positions and industries in the country, extracting the society’s nutrients to nourish themselves, occupying a vast amount of the locals’ living space.

Many people did not doubt, that if this continued, many Netherlanders would have no choice but to abandon their homes and flee their homeland amid the shouts of “Get out of our Netherland” from the Remit People.

Now suddenly, misfortune turned into blessing, and they welcomed the dawn of rebirth.

The people’s money was returned in full, the gentry’s money was split nine to one, since ancient times where has there been such goodness?

This is simply a holy king!

From hell to heaven, countless lower and middle-class citizens of the Netherland Kingdom could not help but shed tears of joy at this moment.

Coupled with the national title effect of [The First Empire of the Sun Never Sets], which had long been spread worldwide.

Yet to experience the ethnic nations formed by the First World War, the Netherlanders already wished they were born as citizens of the Empire.

“When will the North Sea Empire send troops? We must lead the way for you!”

Byron and Catherine naturally heard their hearts, nodding in extreme satisfaction, gaining the people’s hearts was equivalent to gaining this kingdom.

As for those Remit banks emptied of funds and lost all their receivables, would a wave of closures arise, what does it concern us?

Since we’ve already waged war, why should I care about your demise?

In stark contrast to the civilian class, led by the Freemason Society, the Remit bankers were kicked out of the Netherland’s governance system by Catherine’s foot, each vomiting blood thrice.

“Not even a million pirates can compare to this one stroke of the Finance Queen, the root is gone.”

“It’s gone, all gone, how ruthless of you!”

They, too, from deep within, forever remembered the huge lack of virtue of the North Sea Empire as the troublemaker.

Yet they no longer had the strength to resist.

The fleet that hadn’t fully departed also collapsed on the spot, the will was scattered, how could the team be led anymore?

Moreover, everyone realized, after losing power, if they couldn’t escape this country quickly, they might get beaten to death by the furious Netherlanders on the spot!

“Go, we shall head to the Southern Continent to join the Monetary Restoration Party, only with concentration of power can we survive this crisis.”

[Protector of the Realm] Cromwell was not dead, only gravely injured from the kingdom’s financial backlash, gritting his teeth, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He touched the Zero-Level Sacred Relic [Dead Sea Scrolls] hidden in his bosom, which had just saved Cromwell’s life under Catherine’s sword.

Then he left behind the majority of his panicked compatriots, fled the battlefield with his Guardsmen, not even attempting to join forces with the Orthodox Alliance.

This legendary banker, though defeated in his best and most unexpected area, quickly regained his composure.

He wasn’t naive enough to think that just by waiting for the Invincible Fleet to win, the Orthodox Alliance would fulfill their initial promise to support him in nation-building.

The most crucial basis for dividing the cake has never been merit, but the strength of all parties!

They lost the power to influence a strong sea power country.

Just based on what the Remit People have done over the years, when the Orthodox Alliance wins, they’re afraid they wouldn’t mind placing the Remit People on the dining table.

Despite embarking on the road to escape, he had already thought out his fallback:

‘The Remit Sect and the Creator’s Church were never on the same path; we were just using each other, if there’s a chance, neither would mind stabbing the other in the back.

Though we’ve been defeated now, my daughter [Love and Desire Elf] Salome and the great existence behind her have not been defeated!

As long as we reconnect with them, the Freemason Society can reclaim everything that belongs to us.

Just you wait, the Remit return home brigade will return!’

With a great victory, Catherine appeared lightly beside Byron, accompanied by countless golden digital pixel blocks.

She wiped the blood off the Holy Sword and put away the [Financial Holy Sword] that had just accomplished the grand feat of killing a Kingdom leader, looking at the finally connected entire North Sea Coast with great satisfaction:

“All obstacles have been swept away, the torrent of our Industrial Revolution can no longer be resisted. Having seized the accumulated wealth of the Remit People over hundreds of years, there’s no longer a need to worry about revolutionary fruits being stolen by them. From now on, the only power ruling the world’s countries through economic lifelines will exist, and that is our Demonic Banquet Council!”