Global Game: Developing a Knight Clan-Chapter 74: York’s Tier Three, the Kingdom’s Great Chaos Begins

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: York’s Tier Three, the Kingdom’s Great Chaos Begins

「Inference Day, the eighty-eighth day.」

The Baron’s Mansion Bunker.

At this moment, a group of people stood guard in the underground Bunker. In the very center of the Bunker, Lord York sat.

The light of an Array enveloped York.

Meanwhile, a heart the size of a washbasin floated before him.

The heart was fresh and alive. Streams of blood flowed out from it, covering York’s naked body.

York’s eyes were shut tight, his expression contorted in a grimace of pain.

"AH!"

"Quick! Hurry, give the Lord an Oracle Potion!"

Beside them, the heavily pregnant Baroness, Lucia, wore a tense expression. She cried out the moment she saw York scream in agony.

At her side, the Knight Kelder heard Lucia’s command and immediately uncorked a Mid-Efficacy Healing Potion, quickly forcing it into York’s mouth.

York instinctively gulped down the Healing Potion. The horrifying sight of his flesh bulging and cracking subsided slightly, but it was far from enough.

After all, the heart’s blood of the Demon Beast was still relentlessly forcing its way into York’s body.

"Two more potions! Quickly!"

Lucia reacted instantly, ordering the Knight Kelder to increase the dosage.

"Yes, my lady!"

Kelder’s expression grew tense as well. Acknowledging the order, he immediately uncorked two more Healing Potions in quick succession.

After about two or three minutes of this, Baron York’s pained expression and condition finally showed significant improvement.

Seeing this, everyone present finally let out a collective sigh of relief.

However, the Blood Exchange ritual was still ongoing. Inside the dimly lit Bunker, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Baron York, not daring to look away for a second.

After all, this was a Middle Tier Bloodline infusion ritual!

The success rate was extremely low; most members of the Nobility would never dare take such a risk.

In fact, Old Eric of the Gale Territory had been a Tier Three for over a decade and still didn’t dare attempt a Blood Exchange.

This was the norm in this world. After all, the Nobility held a high and mighty status, and it wasn’t some chaotic era. Who would give up a comfortable life to gamble with death?

For a normal Baron’s Domain, a single failure would mean not only the Lord’s death but also a massive drain on the family’s funds. It could even lead to a critical gap in the Baron’s Domain’s strength, with no successor ready to take over.

This cost was the real reason most baronies didn’t dare to take the risk.

But York’s Swamp Territory was different.

Backed by the Wilderness and blessed with Divine Favor from a Deity, he lacked neither funds nor spellcasting materials like Magic Crystals.

He could even use Miraculous items like the Oracle Potion—which greatly increased the success rate of a Blood Exchange—as he pleased.

If York didn’t take this gamble, he wouldn’t be York.

York harbored greater ambitions. Moreover, after seeing the Rock Steel Giant evolve step-by-step from a Swamp Giant Lizard to its current Tier Five state, a profound sense of crisis had taken root in his heart.

He had to keep pace with his ’Deity.’ He had to obtain enough Power to be of use to the Deity before Its full Divine Descent, or he would risk losing Its Divine Favor.

He had to prove his worth. Only then could the Smith family of the Swamp Territory truly win an unprecedented future.

And so, after receiving the Tier Four heart’s blood and Demon Core on the second day of the last Divine Call, York had immediately instructed his butler and Lucia to purchase all the supplementary materials for the Middle Tier Blood Exchange ritual.

After nearly two and a half months of preparations, everything was finally ready.

Therefore, today, York decisively began the Middle Tier Bloodline infusion ritual.

Ultimately, all his effort and sacrifice were about to be rewarded.

Because, under the watchful eyes of Lucia and the assembled Knight’s Squires, after about an hour and a half of slowly exchanging his blood, York’s aura began to climb rapidly.

His aura and Magic Power ascended at an incredible speed.

The next moment!

A gust of Magic Power suddenly erupted from York’s body and dissipated into the air.

Tier Three!

That’s right. With just a single Middle Tier Blood Exchange ritual, York had successfully broken through to Tier Three!

"He did it!!!"

"Is this the aura of a Tier Three?!"

"Wonderful! The Lord has succeeded!!!"

"The Lord has Divine Favor. Wasn’t this a matter of course?"

"..."

Including Lucia, the seven Knight’s Squires surrounding them all broke into joyful expressions and began to cheer.

Amidst the cheers, York slowly opened his eyes.

His expression was calm, but his tightly clenched fists betrayed his true feelings.

Tier Three!

’Now, I have the same Power as my father!’

York was ecstatic.

He had, after all, just turned twenty-six this year.

And what about his father, Old Eric? It had taken him nearly forty years of effort to reach Tier Three.

And for the more than ten years since, Old Eric had remained stuck at the state of Tier Three Peak.

And what about his older brother in the Gale Territory, the legitimate eldest son? He was over thirty years old but had only been at the Entry Tier for five years, still not having reached Tier Two.

Therefore, as an illegitimate son, York finally felt a sense of vindication.

With a Middle Tier Bloodline and Tier Three Power, York was confident that with just a few months to adapt to this new bloodline strength, he could face the Tier Three Peak Old Eric without being at a disadvantage.

"Congratulations, my Lord!"

"Congratulations, my Lord!"

"..."

One of the Death Warriors brought a robe to drape over York, as the Knights all voiced their congratulations.

York was in high spirits.

He immediately said, "How can we celebrate such a joyous day without a grand banquet?"

"Paul, go and invite Resident Priest Oleg to the feast. I think it’s time to see just how many steadfast allies our Resident Priest has recruited for my Lord’s grand plan."

"Yes, my Lord! I’ll go at once."

Watching Paul accept his orders and leave, York then turned to his wife.

Their eyes met, and they both shared a knowing and warm expression.

Then, York strode over to the heavily pregnant Lucia. Whispering sweet nothings, he supported her as he led everyone out of the Bunker.

——————

「Inference Day, the ninety-eighth day.」

A piece of sudden news spread like wildfire!

The Elf Empire had finally declared war on the Human Kingdoms without warning!

This was not a small-scale conflict like clearing the wilderness or a Beast Tide, but a true, all-out war—another great war between the Alien Races, the first in over one hundred and sixty years.

By the time this news reached the Silver Lion Duchy, more than ten days had already passed.

The reports stated that the Elf Empire’s surprise attack had, in the first wave, breached more than half the territory of three Human duchies in the Eastern Realm. The fighting was said to be incredibly fierce.

The Three Great Human Empires issued a command for all the Kingdoms to assemble the first wave of a grand allied army, according to their treaty, to confront the Elf Empire.

The Eagle Kingdom, of course, had to fulfill its obligation. Despite the unfavorable situation, it immediately dispatched the Third Legion of the Kingdom Army—a vanguard force of thirty thousand—to join the alliance.

Subsequently, the Eagle Kingdom’s conscription order was naturally sent out to all fifteen duchies within the Kingdom. It decreed that every noble territory within these duchies must contribute one-third of its soldiers to form a coalition army to march against the Elf Empire.

But as fate would have it, at this critical juncture, the conflict between the Truth Church and the Royal Family erupted completely!

The Eagle Kingdom wanted to use this opportunity to conscript nearly half the military forces from the seven duchies where the Truth Church held the most influence. How could the Truth Church possibly agree?

And so, the Truth Church made a complete break with the Royal Family!

At the same time, the Pope of the Truth Church apparently managed to escape an assassination attempt in the Royal Capital.

Furthermore, from the Feiying Duchy in the north, he issued a declaration of crusade against the thirty-eighth king of the Eagle Kingdom.

The Pope of the Truth Church proclaimed that the thirty-eighth king, ’Ackman,’ had abandoned his faith in the God of Truth and Knowledge and had embarked on a blasphemous and evil path.

He also enumerated the thirty-eighth king’s various crimes.

He called upon the noble Lords of the Eagle Kingdom’s various duchies to resist the tyranny of the Old King Ackman under the guidance of ’Truth’.

The Truth Church was merciful and did not seek the complete destruction of the Royal Family, but the Old King Ackman must abdicate and repent for his sins before the statue of the God of Truth and Knowledge.

In an instant, at this particularly volatile time, the entire Eagle Kingdom was thrown into chaos!

Simultaneously, the seven northern duchies of the Eagle Kingdom announced their support for the Truth Church’s call, demanding Old King Ackman’s abdication.

Of the remaining eight duchies, only six stood firmly with the Royal Family and the Old King, the Silver Lion Duchy among them.

However, the Green Vine Duchy, which bordered the Silver Lion Duchy and was also in the Western Realm, chose to support the Church.

As a result, the border region between the Silver Lion Duchy’s north and the Green Vine Duchy instantly fell into turmoil.

Upon receiving this news, York and Resident Priest Oleg immediately gathered, their expressions grim as they began to discuss the situation.