When the young man, clad in golden armor and with flowing silver hair, appeared, everyone in the room fell silent.
The more people looked at him, the more familiar he seemed.
His crown, in particular, sent shivers down one's spine, as if it had touched upon a deep-seated memory.
Then, recalling the young man's display of power that allowed him to easily crush the air.
Countless mages' expressions changed drastically, and a legendary name flashed through their minds simultaneously—
In this world, only he can shatter the air with sheer force.
That was the pinnacle of power, a legend that no one dared to claim could surpass even after his death.
Aubrey Saul.
And how similar is the young man before us to Aubrey Saul back then?
"So similar...too similar."
An old monk pointed at the white-haired youth wearing a crown, his arm trembling, and stammered.
Aubrey wasn't very old; he died at the age of seventy.
Even after ten years, Aubrey would only be eighty.
At the age of thirty, he succeeded his father, Saul VII, to the throne.
In other words, only fifty years had actually passed since Aubrey ascended to the throne in his prime.
In the Mage Council, a place where mages generally live long lives, many third- and fourth-tier mages still remember the splendor of Auberli's coronation.
At that time, Aubrey was in his prime, full of vigor and ambition.
Like a giant tree supporting the entire sky of the empire, with lush branches and abundant power.
He looks exactly like the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him.
But they found it hard to believe.
How did a young Aubrey Saul end up here?
But Victor soon confirmed their suspicions.
When facing the young emperor, he placed his hands on his chest, adopted a gentlemanly posture, and bowed slightly.
"haven't seen you for a long time,"
"Your Majesty Auberley."
Wow!
This statement caused an uproar among the monks present.
Their eyes widened in disbelief, including the dark archmage behind Victor.
O...Your Majesty Aubrey?
Is he really Aubrey Saul?!
At this moment, Aubrey did not reply directly, but instead looked past Victor and gazed with deep eyes at the Dark Archmage behind him.
Erica was momentarily stunned under that gaze.
Those mysterious and majestic eyes sent chills down one's spine, as if they could see through her disguise and know her true identity.
Then, Aubrey smiled at Erica, who was a dark magician.
That kind smile and gaze made it seem as if he were scrutinizing a young junior.
That look sent a chill down Erica's spine, and she secretly resolved in her heart that...
It seems that Aubrey has seen right through her.
But soon, Aubrey turned his gaze back to Victor, who was still bowing.
His tone still carried the majesty of the imperial era, but the words he spoke were completely different.
"The current emperor is my daughter, Aurelian."
"You no longer need to address me as Your Majesty."
The other mages blinked in confusion upon seeing this.
What's the story behind this friendly exchange between the minister and the emperor?
Isn't Victor the main villain now?
However, they soon realized that things seemed to be making sense.
Seeing Victor straighten up, Aubrey nodded in satisfaction, then his tone suddenly turned cold.
His voice rang out as he gasped for breath.
"I'm quite satisfied with Aurelion as it is now, but..."
He glanced back at Aurelion, who stood unconscious and covered in wounds, and spoke as if questioning her:
"Is this how you teach your students?"
The mere sound of Aubrey, just two sentences, was enough to make the air in the sky tremble.
Seeing the atmosphere that suggested a fight was about to break out, countless mages breathed a sigh of relief.
That's right, that's right, that's how it should be.
No, that's not right!
Suddenly, the monks' eyes widened, alarm bells rang in their hearts, and they realized the seriousness of the situation.
Leaving aside why Aubrey suddenly appeared, let alone how he was resurrected,
Just considering the fighting strength of Aubrey and Victor...
If they really start fighting here, what's the point of Hyjal?
Didn't those two completely tear Endymion apart?
This won't do!
Fortunately, they didn't seem to fight.
Sensing Aubrey's almost threatening power, Victor was perhaps wary and refrained from attacking.
Instead, he answered Aubrey's question respectfully:
"Your Majesty, do you still remember our agreement?"
Upon hearing this, Aubrey narrowed his eyes slightly, a complex light flashing in them.
Seeing his expression, Viktor helplessly spread his hands and smiled calmly:
"Two and a half years."
“I only promised to be Aurelion’s teacher for two and a half years.”
Is that so?
Upon hearing this, the monks' eyes lit up, and their faces showed expressions full of anticipation.
Even the usually composed Erica perked up her ears.
It seems there's more drama to come?
At that moment, Erica felt that the atmosphere at the scene was ridiculously exciting.
If she hadn't agreed to Professor Victor's mission to release the Dark Archmage today, she would have definitely missed this exciting scene.
“I know you rejected the royal family back then.”
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