"So this is the fundamental reason why we need a reputation."
Aubrey seemed to see through everything, and said with a faint smile.
Having a reputation means never being forgotten, just like the powerful Aubrey.
This world's greatest warrior, the strongest emperor of the Karencia Empire, will forever be remembered.
For those without honor, becoming a heroic spirit is meaningless.
It would be better to be reincarnated and go to hell.
Let me guess.
Aubrey narrowed his eyes, looking at Tisnato who dared not utter a word, and said calmly:
"The founder of this Hall of Heroes was the Archmage, the founder of the Mage Council."
These words seemed to pierce through the veil of mystery, and Tisnato's eyes widened in surprise.
Their astonished eyes revealed a deep sense of unease.
It was as if he were asking Aubrey how he knew.
"Because, not everyone who meets all three criteria can become a Heroic Spirit."
"Instead, he chose those who met all three criteria and made them Heroic Spirits."
Even though he abdicated the throne six months ago, Aubrey still maintains a sharp mind and good judgment.
He was indeed a warrior, but he was able to lead the entire Karencia Empire to its current strength.
This is not something a simple-minded soldier could do.
Aubrey understood this as soon as Tisnato mentioned the Heroic Spirit state.
The so-called heroic spirits are nothing more than the magic of the archmage.
'To trade ten minutes of remaining lifespan for peak power.'
Indeed, the Archmage's spell left Aubrey with only ten minutes left to live.
However, the second half of the sentence is the most important part of the effect of this magic.
To gain the power of peak condition.
Lifespan has a time limit, but power has never been said to have a time limit.
When the body dies, this power is transferred to the soul.
Upon hearing this, the flames in Tisnato's eyes shrank into long snakes.
After a moment of silence, he closed his eyes, lowered his head, and sighed.
To be honest, the reason he left the capital and refused the title wasn't just because of the child he had taken in.
After all, given his record, no matter how many people talk about the Clevina family.
He even dared to barge into that nobleman's house the next day with a knife and force them to apologize.
The most important one is this emperor.
He felt fear towards this brother who had once shared life and death with him.
Tisnato was never afraid of Aubrey on the battlefield.
On the contrary, he and Aubrey admired each other.
But from the moment Aubrey ascended the throne and became Emperor of the Empire.
Tisnato was well aware that the emperor had never been as simple as he once was.
He was no longer the man who could still chat and laugh with Oberly, who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield.
So Tisnato asked for a fief.
With regret and the child they had taken in, they left the capital and moved to Brighton.
Now, Aubrey stood before him once again.
The fact that so many things could be deduced from just a little information made Tissnato feel that his initial choice was correct.
Aubrey's mind was incredibly meticulous.
"Well, since Your Majesty has already guessed it, then I won't keep it mysterious."
He remained kneeling on one knee, but straightened his bent back.
He clasped his hands together and faced Aubrey earnestly.
"Your Majesty, the Grand Master prophesied that the gods will soon return to the mortal realm."
"A war between the gods will break out between heaven and earth, and only the Karencia Empire will be spared from disaster."
Tisnato's expression turned extremely serious as he said this.
Even the body constructed of ethereal flames exuded a distinctly oppressive aura.
"Please enter the Temple of Heroes and protect the Empire with the bodies of heroic spirits."
But Aubrey didn't agree immediately. He glanced at Tisnato with a smile and then said:
"Is your son incapable of protecting the empire?"
Upon hearing this, Tisnato, who was kneeling on one knee, was slightly taken aback.
A hint of hesitation suddenly appeared on his serious expression.
He knew, of course, who Aubrey was talking about, but...
“Victor has more important things to do…”
He didn't say anything more, but it was clear that he didn't need to say more.
Aubrey sighed and asked him his final question:
"If that's the case, why don't you just lead me to the Temple of Heroes?"
"Instead, they will lead me to the gates of hell before telling me these things."
"As you know, I'm old and don't want to worry about anything anymore."
But then he saw Tisnato extend two fingers.
"Your Majesty, we brought you here because you shattered the colorful curtain of the sky."
"I must make sure the eyes of the gods are watching you as you walk step by step toward the gates of hell."
"That way they'll really believe you're dead."
Aubrey remained unmoved upon hearing this.
Clearly, this was not enough to sway him.
"That's one point."
oh?
Aubrey raised an eyebrow curiously. Could there be a second reason?
Secondly.
No sooner had Tisnato finished speaking than the gates of hell behind him opened instantly.
In an instant, hellfire raged around the door, and a chilling wind howled out from the other side of the door.
It swept over Tisnato's fiery body and through Auberli's transparent soul.
Aubrey squinted, staring at the doorway where flames roared and steam rose.
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