Chapter 137: My Uncle Is an Elder God

It seems that our cheap, crooked-mouthed Dragon King uncle doesn't manage mortal affairs. He manages the things in the water—his territory is entirely aquatic. Though I suspect he might have some influence on land as well.

As for this title of "King of the North Sea," I expect it was a title bestowed upon the Dragon King by the Emperor of the Cloud Kingdom.

Usually, the common folk of the North Sea offer incense to Him—the land under his jurisdiction is likely far more than just a couple hundred thousand square kilometers. After all, His name must be quite illustrious.

But the "Nine-Dragon King of the Sea-Suppressing Realm"... that is not a title of the mortal world! It is a celestial title... for the seas!

Whatever, in any case, it is a title recognized by the Cloud Kingdom, specifically for Dragon Kings. Foreigners don't really grasp the distinction. So, I am a Prince—the Prince of the Nine-Dragon Prefecture and Suppressor of the Sea!

After everyone had lunch, Alwin summoned the various executive bishops, auxiliary bishops, chief priests, and commanders of the Templar Order from the Grand Cathedral.

Everyone was so enthusiastic, offering toasts and eager to befriend this noble Prince—this was, after all, a Prince sent to our Moon Court by the Cloud Kingdom’s King of the Sea.

This was the first time a Prince from the Cloud Kingdom had ever visited our St. Anthony’s Cathedral. They must have a truly excellent relationship for him to have accepted our title of Holy Knight.

This is a major boost to friendly relations between the two sides! This is a great achievement for the Moon Court!

Moreover, this Prince is now one of our own at St. Anthony’s Cathedral! A Holy Knight of our very own cathedral! It’s a matter of great prestige.

Furthermore, in the future, when our Moon Court’s merchant fleets head to the North Sea Kingdom, the Nine-Dragon Prefecture, and Tahiti for maritime trade, he will surely open the doors wide for us, won't he?

It’s just that I’ve heard there are an awful lot of sea monsters and sea gods over there...

There is apparently a formidable Ancient Deep Sea God—in the Cloud Kingdom, they call him something like the Dragon King. He is a golden giant dragon with nine heads, a body as vast as an island; in front of him, a nine-headed sea lizard would be nothing more than a hatchling.

Whenever a tsunami occurs, it’s usually because He is showing his power!

I hear that the sea monsters, great sirens, and five-clawed giant dragons in the depths all obey Him; he is the leader of the North Sea dragon race.

That vast ocean is his territory, filled with countless terrifying sirens and evil gods. This has prevented any merchant fleet from ever passing through, which is why there has never been any contact between our two sides.

Hearing this, Louie began to understand. It seems that this world’s definition of an "Ancient God" is precisely the level of his crooked-mouthed Dragon King uncle.

I don’t know what rank our cheap uncle holds among the many "Ancient Gods," but his nominal territory seems quite vast. I just don't know how much of it he truly rules.

However, looking at it this way, our "King of the Nine-Dragon Sea-Suppressing Realm," despite having no practical fiefdom, seems more powerful than a Prince!

According to the High Priest, the Moon Court has quite a few maritime trade fleets that rely on the sea for their livelihood. Even though the Cloud Kingdom and this side have no contact, that doesn't stop us from building a relationship—who knows when we might need your help? If we run into trouble with sea monsters in the North Sea, as a friendly ally, the Prince of the Nine-Dragon Prefecture and Suppressor of the Sea should be able to ask the King of the North Sea to send troops to help, right?

Hearing these questions, Louie twitched his lips and dared not make a sound.

I don't think I can summon mortal troops. After all, this title of mine isn't exactly from the mortal realm.

I suspect that the "troops" the old Dragon King has aren't mortal either—they are likely those deep-sea monsters you talk about (shrimp soldiers and crab generals) and the giant sirens that drag ships to the bottom of the sea...

Regardless, the luncheon was quite lively. Many people came over to chat and offer toasts, and by the end, Archbishop Alwin was tipsily patting Louie on the shoulder, acting like sworn brothers.

By the time the lunch was nearing its end, almost everyone had met Louie. While Louie didn't remember everyone, they all remembered this Prince from the Cloud Kingdom—the King of the Nine-Dragon Sea-Suppressing Realm.

"Ahem, there is a 'Prefecture' character in the middle, it’s read separately," Louie said with a drunken hiccup, emphasizing, "It is not 'Nine-Dragon-Suppressing, Sea King.'"

"I understand, I understand, my young friend," Archbishop Alwin said drunkenly.

The drunks remembered the title Louie had emphasized over eighty times during the banquet—the Sea-Suppressing King. Yes, the King of the Nine-Dragon Sea-Suppressing Realm.

When it was time to leave, they took Crowley’s carriage. Sakura Bell sat in the front, while Crowley and Louie sat in the back.

As Archbishop Alwin led the many priests and knights in seeing Louie off, the old man grabbed Louie’s hand while drunk and said quite a lot—all sorts of incoherent, drunken babble.

But Count Crowley, sitting next to Louie, remembered these few sentences:

"This St. Anthony’s Cathedral will be your second home from now on..."

"The maternal home, that’s the word, isn't it?"

"Louie, no need to say more. I know, I know. You kings and princes of the Cloud Kingdom often take multiple wives. In the future, if you take a Princess consort or similar, you must return to our St. Anthony’s Cathedral. I will preside over it. I will be your witness!"

Louie couldn't listen anymore: "Ahem, Your Excellency, I have no plans to marry in the next few years."

"Just date first, be pen pals or something, no rush."

When Count Crowley heard these drunken words, he sobered up instantly.

Holy crap, that’s actually true!

The Cloud Kingdom, like the Fox tribe and the Dragonborn, allows aristocrats to officially marry multiple legal wives; they all have status.

And he is a Prince, the King of the Nine-Dragon Sea-Suppressing Realm! His wife wouldn't just be a wife; she would be a Princess consort! It wouldn't interfere with him "building a relationship" with the Princess.

My daughter is just worrying about this very thing; keeping in touch with the King of the Nine-Dragon Sea-Suppressing Realm is a good idea. Who knows, she might become a Princess consort later.

I must have my daughter interact more with the Princess’s side. It would be best if she became a pen pal with Louie.

Why bother with other targets?

Crowley’s heart was moved. On the way back to the hotel, he wouldn't even let Louie call him "brother" anymore. He told Louie to call him "uncle." When mentioning what Archbishop Alwin had said, the Count insisted that while marriage wasn't urgent, they definitely needed to be "pen pals."

When he had time, he would pick out some young ladies for him.

Louie didn't know why his future father-in-law wouldn't let him call him "brother" anymore.

Drunk as he was, he couldn't grasp the logic behind it for a moment; he only felt that brother Crowley had suddenly become distant, which made Louie a bit depressed.

So, he hurriedly expressed that they were getting along quite well, so why the distance? Ladies and such, keep introducing them, we shouldn't let that stop our friendship, right?

It doesn't matter if the girls are your relatives; we can just handle the titles separately!

The drunken Crowley thought that sounded reasonable—a niece marrying an uncle was normal enough.

With that, Crowley felt relieved and began calling him "little brother" with great enthusiasm.

He even stated that he would have to tell Kate later to call Louie "uncle."

Louie sobered up instantly.

He wiped cold sweat from his brow. How did he end up becoming sworn brothers with his father-in-law?

Isn't this a bit inappropriate?