The next day.
Avic's order had arrived as expected.
Garon dressed neatly, and followed the messenger to the palace to meet the Emperor.
It was the same study room as last time. Avic sat quietly on the long bench, looking relaxed. When he saw Garon enter, his face showed a trace of satisfaction.
Standing up, he walked up and held Garon's hand affectionately.
"Trejons, you're finally back. This time, you've brought honor to the Kovitan Empire's royal family. "The joy on Avic's face was obviously not fake. Even the way he addressed him had increased by a level.
"Your Majesty, you're exaggerating. This is what I should do." Garon replied humbly.
The two of them sat down on the two golden chairs in front of the window.
"Just nice, I'll be holding a trust ceremony in a few days. You can also participate when you come back. I didn't expect you to become a Form Four fighter. This is rare even in our country. Just nice, I've already informed the other totem users of the same level about your return. Compared to a normal person like me, you high-level totem users definitely have more common topics to talk about. " The smile on Avic's face was very gentle. Maybe he knew that one of his princesses was killed by Garon, or maybe he didn't know, but he didn't seem to care.
Garon just smiled politely, and listened to him continue.
"God Cloud of the Obscuro Society, I've heard of his reputation before. He is indeed very famous. Similar to your experience, our Kovitan's Defense Minister Veska also fought with God Cloud before. I've called him over, so you can interact with each other. " Avic said gently, "You are all great talents of the country. Kovitan needs your support to stand firm, to have a deeper foothold, and to develop and grow stronger in the long run."
"You flatter me, Your Majesty." Garon lowered his head to show his humility.
Avic shook his head slightly, seemingly helpless against Garon's humility.
"Forget it, I called you over this time mainly for two things. I hope I can get your help. "
"Please speak, Your Majesty." Garon nodded.
"First, Trejons, you've risen to Form Four. According to the national standards, every Form Four will be granted the title of Earl, and a new hereditary territory. That was the first thing.
Secondly, it's my personal request. I hope you can attend my ceremony. "
"Of course, I will definitely be there." Garon nodded. "What's more, the first thing was originally a reward for me. How can it be considered as help?"
Avic smiled. Just as he was about to explain, a loud shout came from outside.
'The Minister of Defense has arrived!'
They both looked at the door of the study at the same time.
The door was knocked twice before it was pushed open. A stern old man with a head full of white hair walked in.
The old man was wearing a light golden robe that looked a little loose. A golden pocket watch hung in front of his chest and a black wooden walking stick in his hand.
As soon as he entered, he saw Garon sitting modestly in front of Avic.
"Your Majesty, it looks like this person is the newly promoted fourth form Sir Garen?" His voice was deep and steady, and it sounded like he had an unquestionable aura.
Garon stood up and looked at the old man carefully.
He was like the old pedants in the academy. He was meticulous, and his clothes were not messy at all. Even the smallest details were not left out. It was obvious that this was a very stern and old-fashioned old man.
But the most obvious thing was not his appearance. It was the white light that constantly surrounded the old man's body.
That was the almost liquefied Totem Light! Just by looking at him, one could feel that this old man's body was filled with an aura like the deep sea.
Garon could faintly smell the smell of seawater from his body. Obviously, his core totem should be of the water type.
"Greetings, Master Veska." Garon politely bowed to him.
Veska returned the greeting.
At this moment, a blue light flashed on the back of Veska's right hand.
An invisible force field crashed towards Garon. The force field was invisible and colorless. There was no air flow in the air. It was as if it had appeared in front of Garon in an instant, crashing towards him.
The force of this force was not strong, but it had an unstoppable and indestructible feel to it.
In an instant, Garon seemed to hear the sound of waves from the sea. A large blue wave seemed to appear in front of his eyes, crashing towards him.
He immediately saw the rippling blue-black whirlpool behind Veska.
It was an extremely deep whirlpool. It was like an invisible whirlpool in the depths of the sea. Slow, huge, as if anything would be swallowed by it.
Garon smiled slightly. The red shadow of the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon suddenly appeared behind him.
Roar!!!
An invisible force field also rushed towards the opponent.
Boom!!
There was no real sound of impact. But when the two force fields collided, it made a loud noise in everyone's hearts.
This was a pure confrontation of totem power. Totem power, without totem conversion, was just a force of nothingness. It would not have any effect on material objects. Only when it was converted into totem light, or used to drive totems, could it affect the material world. It was a bit like the spiritual power that Garon talked about in his previous life.
Garon's totem power was not strong. But after the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon's totem light conversion and nourishment, it was not something that regular totem users could resist.
At this moment, the two forces collided.
The light between the two of them distorted slightly. It was as if there was a colorless and invisible crystal wall.
The light only distorted for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.
Garon's face flushed red. That was a momentary discomfort caused by the impact on his spirit.
Veska, on the other hand, was still expressionless. But there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"It really is Form 4! And it's the highest level. "Veska nodded." Now I believe that you have the ability to escape from God Cloud. "
"The Empire is indeed full of strong people." Garon remained calm and adjusted his body.
The Minister of Defense was one of the three strongest people in Kovitan. Other than the two Grand Dukes, he was the strongest, and also the most loyal royalist. Garon originally thought that his Nine-Headed Demon Dragon would not have much of a problem against the other peak Form 4s.
Now it seemed that it was indeed a little troublesome. No wonder God Cloud would give such an evaluation.
In the confrontation just now, the opponent was actually slightly weaker. The Minister of Defense's totem was actually a gigantic ocean whirlpool. Who knew how he made it. Even the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon was much weaker.
But even if the totem could not win, Garon was not worried. His strongest point was his body, not his totem. The totem was only a support for his body.
The ceremony to become an Earl was very simple. It only required Avic to write an edict, and then give Garon the seal and documents that he had prepared beforehand.
Now that the situation in the Kingdom was complicated, Avic was obviously not in the mood to hold an official ceremony. That kind of thing was dispensable. What was most important was to actually get what he wanted.
Then there was the division of territories.
Avic gave Garon a territory at the back of the Kingdom that was slightly further away from the Kingdom. The area was about the size of a province. It was a vast grassland called Patos, which meant the place of birth. It was originally a farm for the Kingdom to graze, but now that a large number of livestock had died and mutated, the number of livestock that could be grazed had greatly decreased. A large area of Patos was empty and uninhabited. Avic just happened to give it all to Garon.
Coming out of the palace, Garon carefully thought about Avic's intentions.
Calling the Minister of Defense over and taking the initiative to spar with him was obviously a warning, telling him to restrain himself in the future. It was not that the Kingdom did not have people who could control him, it was just that he turned a blind eye to it. But it was not good to go too far.
And the fertile Patos grassland was obviously the sweet date after being beaten.
Carefully thinking about the Minister of Defense Vesca's strength, Garon roughly estimated it. Although he did not know how much strength the other party used, but just based on the aura just now.
The other party's totem was indeed stronger than the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon. If it was just a totem fight, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
And the other party definitely had a secret treasure. The three pillars of the Kingdom all had a top secret treasure in their hands.
If he really had to fight with the other party.
Garon estimated that if he did not use his true body, he would definitely not be a match. And the other party obviously had a powerful trump card. If it was a life and death battle, the outcome was unknown.
Leaving the palace, he went straight to the Secret Service headquarters.
Along the way, the streets near the Kingdom's palace were much cleaner. Many commoners and merchants were decorated with lanterns and banners, as if celebrating something.
A newlywed couple stood on a tall wooden carriage. Two giant white eagles pulled the reins in front, flapping their wings to pull the carriage forward.
There were two rows of guards surrounding them. Many children carried flower baskets and scattered rose petals.
The wooden carriage passed by Garon's left. Garon could even see the happy smiles on the newlyweds' faces.
"Is it a wedding?" Garon suddenly realized.
"Yes, sir." The coachman Josephine immediately replied. "Those two are Viscount Relia's son and wife. Viscount Relia often helps commoners and small merchants. He has a good reputation in this area, so everyone sincerely wishes them well. "
"Viscount Relia?" Garon carefully recalled. He had never heard of this name. He was obviously just a small figure in the Kingdom.
Outside the carriage, the noise of the crowd was incessant, each louder than the last.
Garon let down the curtains.
"Wedding … How pitiful. This will be your last happiness." He closed his eyes. Soon, the entire Kingdom would fall into chaos. All the peace and stability would slowly fade away.
In order to stop this assassination, the most important factor was Princess Delouse. How to expose her scheme and make Avic believe her was the difficult part.
Because of the princess' identity as a double agent, to make Avic believe that the princess was a traitor, it would be abnormally difficult.
The Obscuro Society's plan was almost flawless.
Garon had too little information. He pondered along the way, but still couldn't make any headway.
Delouse was extremely low-key now. From the rumors, she didn't have any contact with the outside world. Instead, she stayed deep in the palace to prepare for the trust ceremony.
And this time, Garon was actually still hesitating whether to save Avic or not.
The key to the collapse of Kovitan wasn't Avic's death. It was that after his death, no one could gather power and control the situation.
Stopping the assassination was too difficult. But after the Obscuro Society retreated, helping the Kingdom to gather power would be much easier.
To be honest, Garon didn't want to get involved in this chaos. Avic didn't give him a good impression. At least it wasn't to the point where he would risk his life for him.
Moreover, the three departments were the foundation of the Royal Family. If the three departments didn't fall into chaos, everything would gradually return to order.
As long as the Original Heirloom wasn't taken away, the Kingdom would eventually return to peace.
If he guessed correctly, the Obscuro Society's real goal should be to take the Original Heirloom, Caeserton. Which was the legendary Absolute Protection.
As he pondered along the way, the carriage unknowingly arrived at the headquarters of the Secret Service, Wells Castle.
The small stone grey castle still stood quietly in the middle of the green grassland.
When Garon got off the carriage, a few men and women in black armor walked out of the castle. They had blue marks on their chests.
"Blue team?" Garon recognized the meaning of their marks at a glance.
The teams of the Secret Service, from bottom to top, were red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, silver. The higher they went, the stronger they were. Blue was the fourth color in the list. In the headquarters, they were also the strongest team.
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