The 22nd day of the month of Crimson Rain, the 2470th year of the Glorious Calendar.
This meeting, which was highly watched by the top leaders of the three major countries on the continent, was held at the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council, the sky city 'Olashian'.
When the magic crystal ball's broadcast of the meeting appeared to the outside world, everyone was stunned.
The three Supreme Speakers of the Continental Magic Council appeared at the same time, and their attire was particularly grand. Even Veronica, the [Ring of Time and Space] who previously dressed the most casually among the three, was now wearing a rare complex and elegant magic costume from head to toe.
The person the three of them were meeting at the moment, the handsome young man sitting opposite the three speakers, was the descendant of the head of the Olivendi family, one of the four major families in the Gloria Empire, Anvis Olivendi! At the scene, the few of them had a brief and friendly exchange, and finally reached an agreement that both sides would not invade each other.
As the content of this meeting was exposed, the entire Yar continent was in an uproar. Avis's specific background and identity were also quickly spread.
The fourth son of Duke Carlos, he was born with high-purity double legendary blood. He is currently a student at Pamir College and has not yet held his coming-of-age ceremony.
This resume is incredible to everyone who sees it. It can no longer be simply described as genius or evil, but only as absurd.
Duke Carrot, who is known as the youngest ninth-level warrior in the history of the empire, is not even at the seventh level at Anvis' current age.
How could Anvis Olivendi become a ninth-level prophet? Even a ninth-level prophet? After receiving the report, many major forces in the Gloria Empire suspected that there was something wrong with the intelligence, or that the other party was faking his appearance.
But then, when the Olivendi family suddenly announced to the outside world that they had appointed Anvis as the new head of the family, everyone had to start thinking about how they should treat the Olivendi family in the future.
Those who were once hostile to the Olivendi family were now even more restless, as if they had lost their parents.
"Anvis Olivendi? A ninth-level prophet? How is this possible?!"
The Marquisate of Arque, the headquarters of the 'Light of Hope' Legion.
In the brightly lit conference room, the descendant of Marquis Alk, the heroic young knight commander Alyssa Alk, sat at one side of the round table, looking at the latest intelligence with her golden-red eyes widened in disbelief.
"This is impossible. He is still my classmate and even joined the True Knowledge Society at the same time as me! How could he become a ninth-level prophet?!"
"But this is indeed the truth. Perhaps it is a miracle from the legendary gods."
On the other side of the round table, the son of destiny, Lanton, the deputy legion commander, leaned back in his chair with a serious look on his face.
"Although we are not directly hostile to him now, the Enoch family and the Olivendi family are both one of the four major families in the empire. When they can no longer hold on, they will most likely ask for help from the Olivendi family. If this continues, we will eventually face off against each other.
His Majesty Alke has done me a favor, but if you want to destroy the Enoch family for revenge, we'd better think about what to do when we really become hostile to him in the future."
"But he is a ninth-rank prophet. We are all familiar with the methods of the prophet. Even if His Majesty Arke is not afraid, we cannot fight against him."
At the round table, Landon's sister Leah couldn't help but speak.
"I'm afraid we can only rely on His Majesty Alke to make the decision. Whether it's war or peace, we just have to wait for His Majesty's decision."
Finally, Alyssa finalized the tone of the matter. . ….….On the other side, in the eastern part of the Karlas Province, in the banquet hall of Count Baroska's castle, another discussion on how to deal with Anvis was also going on.
"What do His Majesty the Marquis of Pollock and the Glorious Alliance say?"
"Retreat your defenses, and stop all actions against the Olivendi family."
"Damn it, is there really nothing we can do?"
Count Baroska, with his messy ginger hair and unfurled beard, sat at the table, staring at the people around him and pounding his strong arms on the table.
The crowd was not surprised by his reaction. After all, he was once a vassal of the Olivendi family, but he betrayed his former master at the first moment of the turmoil. Now that the Olivendi family is about to rise again, the other party will inevitably be in a state of panic.
"Can we make some kind of plan to lure out his true form and kill him?"
"Using conspiracy to deal with a ninth-level prophet? Are you sure?"
Listening to Count Baroska's words, Count More next to him raised his eyebrows and looked at him a little confused.
"Well said! Then it will be up to Mr. Baroska to arrange this plan——"
"Mr. Baroska, that's a great idea. We need a good plan like this!"
The other people present also made sarcastic remarks, but at the same time they also secretly exchanged glances with each other.
They were all people who had previously taken advantage of the Olivendi family. The news that Avis had become a ninth-rank prophet was a bolt from the blue to everyone. They had to come up with a solution as soon as possible, otherwise they would be liquidated sooner or later.
"After all, he is only a newly promoted ninth-level prophet, not a ninth-level ultimate stargazer, and he does not have the support of the floating city. We also have the support of the marquis behind us, so we are not powerless to resist!"
Faced with everyone's sarcastic remarks, Baroska's face turned red, but he still argued with a somewhat unconvinced look.
"Well, what Lord Baroska said makes sense."
At this time, a slender figure wearing a long blue velvet cloak, who had been silent before and sitting in the corner of the banquet hall, suddenly spoke and agreed with Count Baroska.
"Mr. Limera!"
Seeing this figure speak, the others present greeted him one after another.
Although Count Limyra is of equal status to them, he is a direct subordinate of Marquis Poloch. Marquis Poloch's power is growing rapidly in the empire, and the other party is no longer in the same league.
"Don't be too afraid. After all, we are also the current nobles of the empire and are protected by the royal family.
If the other party really takes action personally, the royal guardians will definitely stand on our side. Even if that person is a ninth-rank prophet, he cannot go against the power of the entire imperial family."
Looking at the nobles around him, Count Limyra spoke calmly.
"Of course, everyone is aware of the prophet's methods. We must unite now and not give them a chance to defeat us individually."
"Mr. Limera has a point!"
"I agree with Mr. Limaira. We must maintain stability now so that we can maximize our own interests."
Hearing this, the other nobles nodded one after another, and Count More even stepped forward to support Limyra's words.
"Well, now that everyone is here, I have something to say to you all."
Looking coldly at the group of nobles, led by Limyra, Count Baroska suddenly stood up and clapped his hands.
"I wonder if Mr. Baroska has any advice for me?"
Count More glanced at Count Baroska with a half-smile and raised his glass in greeting.
"Teach me?"
Looking at the people with different expressions, Baroska's hairy face suddenly revealed a crazy smile.
"Everyone, I send my greetings to you on behalf of His Majesty Avis!" (End of this chapter)
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