The carriage rolled over the flat central road of the city, and the slightly swaying carriage made people sleepy. Daniel sat on the cushion at the end of the carriage, leaning on his exclusive soft pillow and cushion. His eyes were slightly closed as if he had fallen asleep.
But his mind was in the most awake state. Through the signals generated by the artificial nerve cord and the special rune array engraved on the bottom of the carriage, the mind of the Priest of Eternal Sleep had already drifted out of his body. At this moment, he was wandering in the perfect world created by the mental network.
In the City of Dreams, the golden road was bustling with people.
Beautiful nameless trees lined both sides of the road, and the shimmering leaves fell with the wind at the most pleasing speed and trajectory. The refreshing breeze blew between the rows of palaces and pavilions, and the flags and decorative curtains danced in the wind between the buildings.
Daniel, who had transformed into an elegant middle-aged mage, walked through the wide road and came to a node square.
Believers in twos and threes were moving about in the square, and their whispered conversation drifted into Daniel's ears.
"The Demise Society's plan seems to have completely failed …"
"Barbaric and ugly, the monsters they created gave people a bad feeling from the beginning."
"But it's hard to imagine that they would fail so quickly … Are Cecil's people really that difficult to deal with?"
"After all, the wanderers are over there."
"How long has it been since there was news from the Storm Children? It seems that since the last time the stars returned to their positions, they have less contact with the land. "
"Who knows what those idiots are doing …"
Daniel listened to the conversation of the middle-level believers with the mentality of a bystander, and there was not a trace of emotion in his heart.
To a certain extent, the believers of the Eternal Sleepers who had the mental network were more well-informed than any king or emperor, but only when it came to news about Cecil, their intelligence was lagging behind a lot. Especially after Cecil's people built those magic detection devices and implemented strict extraordinaire management in the entire territory, a large number of the Eternal Sleepers had to stay away from the area. The information about Cecil could only be summarized and judged from rumors in other areas. Many of the things they discussed today were old news many days ago.
Compared to them, Daniel had first-hand information.
The end of royal authority, the rise of the Empire, the rise of the Magicite Army, the Steel Fortress, the Manmade God, was devoured by the Deep Sea Alliance …
What an exciting war. Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance to witness it with his own eyes as he was in Typhon. He could only watch some of the records through the "Origins Space".
A series of footsteps came from nearby. An Eternal Sleeper in a white coat with a heroic temperament came to Daniel's side, interrupting the latter's thoughts.
"Thank you for your reminder last time, Your Excellency," the Eternal Sleeper bowed his head and said respectfully. "Duke Savon has provided us with crucial help."
Daniel tilted his head slightly and glanced at the Eternal Sleeper. With the special authority of the head of the security department, he could see the true face of the Eternal Sleeper hidden under the heroic face.
The Eternal Sleeper was a pale, thin, middle-aged man with dark brown eyes and flat facial features.
Daniel nodded slightly to the Eternal Sleeper. "The great nobles usually have a long-term vision, which makes them prefer to control the balance through multiple investments. Duke Savon will certainly not refuse to leave a bargaining chip for himself in the plantation in the south, not to mention that this bargaining chip can also bring him allies on the railway line. After all, the Emperor has ordered in advance that nobles above the rank of Marquis are prohibited from interfering with the railway. The great nobles will certainly look for suitable agents to help them spend money."
"In any case, your reminder has given me an opportunity. It's a pity that I can't express my gratitude to you in the real world."
"Everything is for our true cause, Viscount Weigor," Daniel said in a low voice. At the same time, he pointed out the Eternal Sleeper's identity in the real world in a voice that only the two of them could hear. He wanted to remind the Eternal Sleeper to distinguish the different roles of his real identity and his identity in the church. "While accumulating wealth, don't forget why we are accumulating wealth."
Viscount Weigor immediately lowered his head. "You're right, Your Excellency. Everything is for our true cause."
The Eternal Sleeper was a huge church. Like every dark sect, it was also committed to developing its members in almost all social classes to meet the many needs of its operation.
Among its middle and lower members, there were a large number of transformed nobles, merchants, and foreign priests. Although these people could not access the core secrets of the church, they were an indispensable part of the operation of the church. Some of them could provide funds for the church, some could provide information, and some could help the church further expand and recruit new members.
A small noble in the south like Viscount Weigor was indispensable to the church's development in Typhon. With Daniel's identity as a bishop, it was easy for him to get in touch with and secretly control such a 'chess piece' without attracting anyone's attention.
"I want to remind you of one thing," Daniel said in a casual tone when he saw the low-level priest in front of him bowing his head. "Don't underestimate the keen sense of the northern nobles. You have been in close contact with Duke Severn several times. Someone will always guess what you are doing."
Viscount Weigor's eyes widened. "You mean … the northern nobles will also interfere with the railway?"
"That's hard to say. But you'd better remind the southern nobles," Daniel said with a blank expression. "I don't think you want to suffer a loss again, right?"
He had a lot of things to do in Typhon, but he could not do everything by himself.
At least, he could not do it himself.
Viscount Weigor, the low-level priest of the Eternal Sleeper, who took orders from Daniel, quickly nodded. Soon, he received the bishop's order and gradually disappeared from the node square.
Daniel watched as Viscount Weigor returned to the real world. Then, he turned and walked to the nearest node crystal.
Some things were done by himself, some were done by his apprentices and the nobles under his influence, some were done by 'Bishop Daniel' who was an Eternal Sleeper, and some were done by the believers under Bishop Daniel.
No one would notice the connection between these things that ran from the north to the south of the Tifeng Empire, and affected the civilians, merchants, and nobles, because there were countless unrelated lines, and countless people who didn't know each other at all, and never thought that they would be connected, were doing these things at the same time.
On the surface, Daniel was just a talented great scholar and great sorcerer who was loyal to the empire. Even if people investigated further, they would only find out that he had some private friendship with a small number of nobles in the imperial city. Considering that these nobles were the earliest investors after Daniel returned to the imperial city, there was no doubt about this personal friendship.
The node crystal floated on top of a pale golden pedestal, emitting a faint, dreamy light. Daniel gently pressed his hand on it, and with a familiar wave of spirit energy, the scene around him changed from a spacious square to a magnificent palace.
This was the central temple that only the bishops could enter. The people gathered here were the real backbone of the Eternal Sleep Congregation.
Figures appeared out of thin air. Bishops in white, black, or pale gold robes appeared in the corridor and walked in the direction of the core meeting hall. Daniel followed the other bishops and walked in the same direction.
The civil war in Ansu was over, and one of the three dark sects had come to an end. A huge and ancient kingdom was being reshuffled. A new power structure, new challenges, and new opportunities. As one of the dark sects, the Eternal Sleepers would certainly take action. Especially in the current situation, the new monarch of Ansu would be the terrible "extraterritorial wanderer". This was all the more reason for the upper echelons of the congregation to discuss the next direction of development.
Entering the round meeting hall, Daniel found his seat. He sat down at the table and casually whispered to the bishops he was familiar with around him until a light appeared at the end of the oval table. A woman with a gentle expression and a quiet temperament appeared in everyone's sight with the light.
The bishops greeted her. "Good day, Selena?? Lady Gale. "
"Good day, compatriots." Selena?? Gale looked around and nodded slightly. She said in a gentle voice, "Now, let the meeting begin …"
…
When the thin fog gradually rose, it was a very special feeling to stand in the highest room of the Obsidian Palace and look down at the capital.
People usually regarded the "Month of Fog" as the day when the fog rose in Oldenheim, but in fact, it only referred to the period when the fog in the city was the strongest and lasted the longest. Outside of the Month of Fog, during all the seasons, the fog would unexpectedly visit Oldenheim, no matter what month it was.
When such a day came, the whole city seemed to be floating in an ethereal dream. The buildings of different heights hid their true forms in the fog and became hazy and illusory. Only the minarets and city towers poked their heads out of the fog and faced the bright sun. They were plated with a layer of golden brilliance, like islands emerging from the sea. The sun shone on the world fairly, but only those on the sea could enjoy this special privilege.
Ferdinand?? Wendell and Rosetta?? Augustus stood side by side in front of the window, looking down at the prosperous and wealthy capital of the Empire. The sun was gradually getting stronger. As the fog drifted, the towers and minarets of the Obsidian Palace were shining brightly.
There were tens of thousands of roofs in the city, but when the fog rose, only these towers could enter the sight of the Obsidian Palace.
"Your Majesty, Andesha sent news that the Changfeng Fortress is increasing the number of troops, but it is still unclear which troop is taking over the defense."
"Gwen?? Cecil is a cautious person, and has never let down his guard against Typhon. "Rosetta nodded slightly." It is expected that he will guard against our attack at the first moment. "
"The Empire's main forces are ready, Your Majesty." Ferdinand lowered his head. "The First and Second Magician Regiments and the Winterwolf Knight Regiment have gathered at the border and are awaiting your orders at any time."
"There was a period of time when I almost thought that you had become an anti-war party, Ferdinand." Rosetta turned his head with a hint of a smile. "The pro-war nobles, on the other hand, thought that you were wavering."
Ferdinand's expression was serious. "I have never sided with any faction, Your Majesty. I stand on the Empire's side. When the losses are greater than the gains, I will be an anti-war party. When the Empire can gain, and the price is acceptable, I will naturally support the war. It's just that Ansu's changes now make it difficult for us to grasp exactly how strong they are … We still have to face this with caution. "
"We will be cautious, but before that, Andesha has to be prepared." Rosetta retracted his gaze from the window and looked at Grand Duke Ferdinand beside him. "Whether the ones stationed in Longwind Fortress are elites or the old and weak remnants after the civil war will depend on her eyes to judge."
Grand Duke Ferdinand's expression was solemn. "She will not disappoint you, Your Majesty."
…
North of the continent, Saint Sunil.
The ancient streets were washed clean, and fluttering flags and curtains were decorated on both sides of the road. The valiant Knight and soldiers patrolled the streets around the castle area. A solemn yet celebratory atmosphere lingered in the city. Even the dullest person could feel that something big was about to happen in this ancient city.
The day of the emperor's coronation was approaching.
A cargo ship that was heavily protected by warships entered the southern port of Saint Sunil at dawn yesterday. The army cleared the area in advance and blocked the road between the port and the castle area. According to the people who saw it from afar, a large transport vehicle sent some goods into the castle. The goods were covered with a thick tarpaulin, which caused a lot of speculation among the citizens.
In the Silver Fortress, Gwen sat behind his desk, spread out a stack of manuscripts, and was writing furiously.
Amber stood beside him and glanced at Gwen, who was writing with his head down. "You've been writing these things when you have the time … What exactly are you writing?"
Gwen did not look up. "You can look at it, I don't mind."
"Forget it, I've been fooled more than once. Maybe you'll give me a bunch of new jobs just by looking at it casually …"
Gwen smiled but did not say anything else. Instead, he turned a page and wrote new words.
However, Amber obviously could not bear the silence. She did not hold it in for more than two seconds before saying, "Sigh, let me tell you, you're going to be crowned soon. You writing with your head down before something big happens is like writing a will …"
Gwen's pen finally stopped. He looked up at Amber and pointed at the wall nearby with the tip of the pen. "You think this wall is flat?"
Amber disappeared into thin air, leaving behind only one sentence. "I'm going out to patrol!"
Gwen looked at where Amber disappeared and smiled. He then looked down at the manuscript that was almost finished. A few seconds later, he gently rubbed the Mithril ring on his finger.
The ring gave off a slight heat. Melita? Pânia's voice came from it. "The Mithril Vault is at your service. Do you need any business advice?"
"Hmm, I need to keep some things."
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