Even if Byron became the [Human Emperor], it would not change the [Myriad Wings Angel] or the [Holy Spirit] one bit.
His sister, Catherine, is the fundamental anchor of his humanity, rather than anything bloodthirsty.
No matter how high he stands, she’s still the one who dares to pull him aside for a good scolding, and his instinct doesn’t allow him to fight back.
Even their absentee mother, Heather, couldn’t replace Catherine’s position.
Coincidentally, Violet has been preoccupied with matters concerning the Dreadnought Fleet, eating and resting at the Golden Mist Palace, leaving just the two of them here.
It’s like they returned to their childhood, chatting idly.
"Sister, another month has passed, the grain on Yucatan Island should have matured again, right? Paying five Copper Ful for a standard Ful bread is still too expensive.
It needs to drop below two Ful before winter."
"Rest assured, the grain already set off from the International Port yesterday.
This batch of whale oil also shipped out on the last day of the September slack period, so both should arrive in Kingston together."
The Remit merchants in the Netherland Kingdom have maintained a grain embargo against the North Sea Empire for over a month, but it’s not very effective.
Although the North Sea Empire is still in the stage of sharpening and force cultivation, far from the point of feeding others steel and feeding themselves grain,
they are also not worried about the source of grain.
Catherine has already assembled the divine positions of [Finance], [Agriculture], and [Harvest].
The greatest joke of this era would be the Agriculture and Harvest Goddess starving to death!
The Primordial Ocean signifies nearly infinite extraordinary energy, and if Leviathan Whale’s whale oil can come from there, other sources of energy certainly can too.
The more active the Source Tide, the stronger the effects of this series of divine positions.
In the Sacred Golden Empire, there’s the [Golden Toilet] to make compost and enhance soil fertility, which can even create black soil, the [Corn God] as a yield augmenter, and the fully automated Quyuan Plough.
Receiving the message, the officials of the Sacred Golden Empire pre-planned production, and two months’ time is enough to produce several batches of emergency grain.
Initially, they could have clandestinely transported the grain back through the Divine Kingdom, unknown to the gods.
However, at this critical moment of ascension in the Divine Kingdom, nothing is more important than ascending to demigod status, so the less power consumed, the better.
Fortunately, they have ability three from the [Key of Full-time]: [Book with Horses Crowded]:
"Summoning a fleet of carriages with large internal spaces, they’re a great help for transporting loot, spoils, and bulk goods.
They can be used for large-scale long-distance transportation, and mountains, rivers, deserts, and seas can’t stop them."
With this function, even playing the role of the "Sea Carriage Driver" for the Netherland Kingdom isn’t difficult.
It’s far less expensive than large-scale sailing shipping.
One worry resolved.
Byron also helped his sister finish applying nail polish, and she put on rose-red lipstick herself, with candlelight casting a dim glow, setting the atmosphere.
The girl whispered in her brother’s ear, her breath like orchids:
"Byron, do you want to taste sister’s lipstick first, or... hehe..."
Just as the two were preparing to continue their endeavor to expand the Lancaster Family.
The intelligence system built with The Skinners’ Church as its base suddenly delivered urgent information:
"Report to Your Majesty, Pyrenees Empire’s Empress [The Unblemished] Isabella I and The Holy Silver Empire’s Emperor Frederick III have just jointly signed the ’Trade Prioritization Act.’
Henceforth, tariffs on the North Sea Empire, Sacred Golden Empire, and overseas colonies will increase to 60%!
While the Netherland Kingdom and allies of the Orthodox Camp will enjoy zero tariffs."
The two immediately furrowed their brows.
This move of closing the country, injuring eight hundred and self-damaging a thousand, hit right at the seven-inch weak point of the North Sea Empire’s industrial dumping and demigod ceremonies with a single blow.
And adding insult to injury.
Within half an hour, news of a nautical convoy being attacked also came from the Southern First Circulation Zone.
The North Sea Empire’s Interdiction Cruiser Fleet hadn’t even shown its might, yet they were preemptively hit with a Breaking Off Engagement Battle?!