Chapter 569 Heading South! Hearing Rein's words, a strange light flashed in Milo's eyes. He really hadn't expected the Empire to participate in the war.
After all, Milo knew more or less about the situation in the Empire.
Trying to convince those imperial nobles? Ha! You might as well believe he can break through to the eighth rank on the spot.
Although many forces responded to his call from the Magic Association, it was clear from the lazy legion Milo sent by those forces that they were only trying to save face or gain some prestige on the continent.
It wasn't that they genuinely wanted to fight against the Mad Cult.
Therefore, the forces opposing the Mad Cult this time are still the Golden Forest and the Magic Association located in the southwest.
If the Empire can join the war, this campaign might be easier than Milo expected.
"Hehe, good! I underestimated Albert. I didn't expect him to be able to persuade those nobles in the Empire." Milo stroked his long white beard and laughed.
Ryan smiled helplessly, but he had anticipated Milo's reaction.
“Uncle, you’re wrong. His Majesty couldn’t defeat those nobles… I, Renn, was the only one who participated in the battle,” Renn said, scratching his head.
Milo's reaction was the same as Granger's: he first objected to Renn's idea of joining the team, and then talked to Renn about his identity.
Rein said the same things he had said to Granger before, which is why Milo stopped trying to stop Rein from joining.
Milo and his group continued on their journey, but this time Renn was among them.
During their rapid flight, Ryan transmitted his voice to Milo:
"Uncle, did you bring a trump card that can deal with an eighth-tier opponent?"
Milo smiled. "What? Worried I can't handle that messenger of some god?"
Then, a solemn expression appeared on his face, and he said, "As long as he is still at the early stage of the eighth rank, the Magic Association's [Truth Judgment Composite Magic Array] will be enough to kill him."
Renn interrupted, "What if he advances to the intermediate level of the eighth rank?"
Milo's face fell: "Can we not talk about these things? Can't we think of something positive?"
"Besides, I've already inquired. When that person first appeared at the eighth rank, he had just advanced to the eighth rank. I don't think he could advance to the intermediate level of the eighth rank in such a short time."
“Even a small advancement to the seventh rank requires decades of accumulation, let alone the eighth rank, so what you're saying won't happen,” Milo reassured him.
Ryan chuckled: "I was just using an analogy."
Milo rolled his eyes at Renn, thought for a moment, and said, "If it's mid-level eighth rank... then it'll be difficult."
"There's still a possibility of killing someone of a higher rank at the early stage of the eighth level, but for an intermediate-level eighth-rank, the [True Judgment Composite Magic Array] might only inflict some injuries..."
"If it really comes to that, we'll need to ask Granger to reveal the Church of Light's trump card."
Raine raised an eyebrow: "Can the Church of Light's trump card deal with an eighth-tier mid-level opponent?"
Milo nodded: "Yes, the Church of Light is the only force on the continent that can contact the divine realm, so their trump cards are naturally more powerful than ours."
Suddenly, Ryan's opinion of the old man improved.
Milo changed the subject, and asked with some doubt:
"Let's not talk about this anymore. By the way, do you not like Wendia? You haven't been to the Magic City much since you got married."
Rein said, "No, I've told Wendia several times to come back to the Grey family with me, but she refuses, saying she wants to study ancient magic."
"She said that my Gray family doesn't have any magic-specific equipment from the Magic Association, and even when I said I would prepare a batch of identical magic equipment for her from the Gray family, she still didn't agree."
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