The El Empire has defeated its four neighboring countries, and Crown Prince Edward has announced that their next five-nation conference will be held in the capital of the El Empire.
"Edward, are you ready?"
"Don't worry, I've been ready for a long time, or rather, this is the moment I've been waiting for."
In the palace's basement, Edward used his mental powers to sense that the land transmutation array was exactly as he had predicted.
Everything is ready, except for the east wind.
"Through this meeting, we can find a suitable reason to withdraw our troops that are still in other countries."
Then, by activating the national transmutation array, our goal, my dream, can be fulfilled.
"It's not just you; whenever the future blueprint you've drawn for me appears in my mind, I can't wait to get there."
The emperor looked at Edward, whose excellence as his successor far exceeded his expectations.
In just a few years, the El Empire has gone from being surrounded on all sides to now beating up its four old neighbors.
Tell them, my lord, times have changed.
"Edward, my proudest child, on the day you were born, the entire capital was calling your name."
You possess potential that can be described as divine talent, and I believe you will lead us to a brighter future.
"Of course, Father. Let's go. Those representatives must be getting impatient."
Edward tidied his clothes and, accompanied by Alice and Karen, the two High Alchemists, headed towards the venue.
"Karen, you seem to be in a good mood?"
"Of course, Your Highness. Putting aside everything else, my Titan test went smoothly, and my soul reserves have increased."
And then there's Zanya, that old buddy of a man, who still has to figure out a way to get his Titan back from Dylan.
Goodness, seeing that complicated expression on his face, I was happy that he'd gotten the short end of the stick..."
I can tell, this guy is gloating.
After all, as the only Supreme Alchemist to be beheaded since the start of the war with the El Empire, even though he wasn't actually killed, it was perfectly acceptable for his colleagues to take the opportunity to make fun of him.
Edward simply smiled slightly, then began to ponder another question.
"Supreme Alchemist... The method for obtaining this achievement will have to be changed after the war ends."
Now that it is wartime, alchemists also need to consider actual combat capabilities, so Titans are their evaluation standard.
However, after the war, barring unforeseen circumstances, there will most likely be only the El Empire left.
Edward thought that if he achieved a certain level of success in areas such as people's livelihood, technology, or other fields, he could also obtain the title of Supreme Alchemist.
In peacetime, the power of alchemy should not be limited to weapons development.
"Let's go back and study it properly. Anyway, the one thing we don't lack right now is time."
"tread……"
Edward stopped and looked up to see a magnificent palace before him.
"We've arrived."
This is where this meeting was held.
The representatives from the four countries have been waiting for a long time.
"What conditions do you think these alchemists might want us to accept?"
The dwarf representative sat on the sofa, almost completely sunk into it.
There was a small stool in front of him, which he stepped on to sit down.
"It's hard to say, but I have a feeling we won't be the worst off. What do you think, wizard over there?"
Zell's presence was particularly striking, after all, he was a top-tier warrior (literally).
"What do you mean? Then let me ask you, why is your head pointy?"
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