Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

Chapter 432: Chapter 434: Soul Communication Across Distances Chapter 432: Chapter 434: Soul Communication Across Distances “Duke, recently your actions seem to have caused quite a bit of discontent among the nobles, they…” the butler said hesitantly.

“Discontent? Why should they be discontent? As subjects of my duchy, they should obey me, not harbor discontent,” the White Frost Duke replied with an undeniable firmness in his voice.

“But the Noble Code states…”

“Forget that damn Noble Code. The Divine are the highest wisdom,” the White Frost Duke dismissed it casually, leaving the butler at a loss for words.

Afterwards, the White Frost Duke’s gaze drifted over the butler: “Colin, you’ve worked for the White Frost family for thirty years now, haven’t you?”

“Yes, Your Grace, it’s been thirty-two years,” the butler’s heart sank with a thud, as such questions usually preceded either a reward or an accusation.

By the tone of it, it didn’t seem like a reward was forthcoming.

“Hmm, thirty-two years. So why would you betray me, secretly colluding with those nobles? I am the master you have served for thirty-two years,” the White Frost Duke said calmly, sending a chill down the butler’s spine.

“Your Grace, please let me explain, I’m not…”

“No need for explanations, you’re fired. Now you can go serve your Holy Light God,” the White Frost Duke interrupted.

“Yes, yes, thank you, Your Grace. I will immediately resign and take up a position at the church,” the butler inwardly rejoiced, feeling he had narrowly escaped. He assumed he was being asked to become a priest.

He hurriedly stood up to leave the study, grateful for the apparent reprieve.

But he failed to see the White Frost Duke’s mocking gaze, still thinking himself the influential butler of the White Frost family.

Suddenly, a fissure opened on the White Frost Duke’s forehead, and an eye emerged, shining with a thunderous brilliance. The butler didn’t even have time to react before he turned into a puddle of dark gray stains, unrecognizable as having once been a person.

“Believers in the Divine, thinking to betray me,” the White Frost Duke said calmly, and then continued, “Too bad, I can’t let you go serve the Holy Light God anymore.”

He had completely destroyed even the butler’s soul, not giving it a chance to enter the Divine Country of the Holy Light God. Of course, the White Frost Duke doubted that his butler’s devotion would have been enough to gain entry anyway.

“Those traitors seek true devotion, not the kind you buy with money,” the White Frost Duke mocked.

As an upper echelon, he knew all too well what these nobles counted as devotion—redemption money or daily prayers. If such acts could be seen as devotion, then the recent widespread Divine Descent wouldn’t have targeted the poor and the serfs but rather the priests and the nobles.

“Unfortunately, I am now considered a heretic in their eyes. I must quickly clean up all the traitors’ creations in the duchy, and then get in touch with some of our southern kin,” he said.

It was only yesterday that the White Frost Duke fully awakened and recovered. The eye on his forehead had only stabilized this morning.

He also understood why his awakening was slower than the others; he could sense another member of his Clan with lesser strength.

They were probably at the intermediate level, whereas he was different; he had already reached the legendary level, and with the remnants of the Magic God’s divine power, it naturally took him much longer.

Fortunately, the awakening had gone smoothly without any incidents.

“The distance is too great to make contact through mental perception. Judging by the mental waves they’re emitting, they probably only awoke a few months ahead of me, and it looks like they’ve started to enter the initial stages of industrialization,” he concluded.

“I need to find a way to have his forces enter the Duchy and cooperate with me,”
White Frost Duke, of course, knew the adage ‘the more, the merrier.’ A Legend-level individual might be very powerful, but when faced with the enormous Divine and the Church, he too could feel overwhelmed.

Therefore, he naturally needed the help of his kin. During this period, he needed to absorb a great deal of hereditary knowledge from his bloodline. Although he hadn’t awakened previously, he had already been influenced by his inheritance, allowing him to reform the entire Duchy. Right now, at this critical moment, he could not afford any mistakes.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have directly killed the steward; after all, he was a valuable chess piece. Given the current situation, there was no way to use him, so he had to execute him to deter others—as the other Nobles might get restless and who knows what they would do.

As a member of the Nobility, he naturally knew what kind of character the Nobles had. If he failed this time, they would surely plunder a great deal of benefits from him.

In the past, he might not have cared, but after his awakening, he not only wanted to overthrow the gods but also aimed to bring the Three-eyed Tribe back into the world, to break this stagnant state of affairs. Hence, his Duchy must remain intact—it was his starting point.

The news from the north in recent times had not indicated any significant movements from the Nobles or Priests, so he could be confident that the probable awakened kin of his was not one of the Great Nobles, which made the situation extremely dangerous. Thus, he had to hold his ground.

‘Honor survival and reproduction, my people!’
A voice suddenly emerged in White Frost Duke’s mind, sounding somewhat aged.

‘Honor survival and reproduction, you’ve actually created a Mind Amplification Device; it seems your situation is much safer than I imagined.’ White Frost Duke didn’t feel surprised or shocked; he knew he was in communication with a fellow clansman from the Three-eyed Tribe. He had not yet attained the knowledge of the Mind Amplification Device through his inheritance, but he was aware of it through common sense.

‘Yes, I used the shackles of faith created by those traitors to control a group of people, and now that I have taken over an Earl’s Domain, we are entering the early stages of industrialization. I think it’s urgent to build a Gene Decryption Device that can awaken our people,’ Sam said.

‘It’s not going to be easy. The resources required for the Gene Decryption Device are probably beyond our means to mine at the moment. Can you use the Mind Amplification Device to estimate the straight-line distance between you and me? If it’s close, come directly to White Frost Duchy, I am the Duke here,’ said White Frost Duke directly.

‘Thank you for your kindness, kin, but I fear the distance is quite substantial. I haven’t heard of White Frost Duchy, and gathering together might not be wise. Those traitors have dispatched soul creations to wipe us out. You must not expose yourself. You have a higher starting point than I do; if I fall, you may be able to go further,’ Sam said after a pause. After using the Mind Amplification Device for investigation, he realized that the distance was too great, and thus had to decline.

‘Alright, kin, take care of yourself. You awakened before me; what caused you to break through the shackles of faith and awaken? I became aware because of…’ White Frost Duke briefly summarized the situation regarding Dionysus’ Book of Wisdom.

‘No feedback, no reaction? It seems to be the same scenario as mine. My situation arose because of…’ Sam did not conceal anything and straightforwardly mentioned the Abyss Demon Net.

‘It seems you’ve thought of it too. It might be that a base’s Main Control System was swept up by that group of traitors’ Cradle Plan. It is a positive development. Once they’ve converted themselves into beings of faith, they lose their status as members of the Three-eyed Clan. In terms of authority, we surpass them,’
‘If we can find this base, we might be able to take control of the situation. However, it may be due to the sheer passage of time or for other reasons, even with the Mind Amplification Device, we cannot trace the location of the Main Control System’s base,’
Sam shared all his speculations with White Frost Duke from the past few days.

The Three-eyed Clan, they wielded powerful spiritual powers and joined the Mind Network upon birth. Everything was so wonderful; everyone was open and honest, with no lies or sins—there was only shared development.

It was also for this reason that their hatred for the traitors exceeded even the sorrow of their race’s degeneration. They could accept their own failure but could never tolerate the betrayal of their kin.

‘Could it be part of the Cradle Plan?’ White Frost Duke asked.

The Cradle Plan referred to the code name for the experiment project of the Divine—the gods—but they were unclear about the details of the situation because their bloodline inheritance had not mentioned it.

‘I’m not sure, but I will continue to investigate. Even if it’s part of the Cradle Plan, we may be able to uncover what happened back then,’ Sam replied since their bloodline inheritance was limited in what it conveyed. Perhaps there had been problems in the past, but their inheritance clearly remembered the existence of certain betrayals—it was as if someone had surgically cut out the detailed intelligence.