The Heaven's Fortress was surrounded by snow-covered gigantic walls and towering towers, where the cold wind was howling.
The silhouettes of Garlan Witches and female apprentices could be seen everywhere in the corridors of the castle. They wore gaudy clothes, long dresses, and all sorts of beautiful jewelry as they moved through the corridors.
This morning, a meeting had just begun. The female spellcasters voted to increase the number of witches sent to the Nords Kingdom, the Empire's Auster Territory, the Hawk Territory, the Brittany Territory of Glamorgan, and the Kingdom of Kisrif.
The Gallan Parliament had been infiltrating the secular nobles for a long time. In the rich south of the Empire, it was the world of the Empire's Royal Wizard Academy. The nobles were willing to hire the wizards from the Royal Empire's Wizard Academy.
But in the north of the Empire, the situation was different.
In the north of the Empire, the Southern Sect's power was weaker. People were more willing to fight under the name of the White Wolf God of War, Yuric, and the God of Nature, Tarr, rather than the name of Charlemagne. Similarly, the lords in the north of the Empire were even more distrustful of the Brunswick Royal Wizards.
The conflict between the Northern Sect and the Southern Sect began in the era of the Three Emperors. The Empire began to split. There were three emperors in the Empire. At that time, the Empire's legitimate emperor was Emperor Tara Bein. But this emperor's inferior military ability made him have no prestige. Therefore, Elector Vollrich of the White Wolf City was encouraged by the White Wolf Church's Pope, "Big Yuric", to proclaim himself as the "Wolf Emperor" and declare the Southern Sect to be heretics.
The Southern Sect was very angry. They chose to proclaim Elector Sigismund of the Brunswick Territory as the "Brunswick Emperor" and declared the Northern Sect to be heretics.
The Empire officially entered the era of the Three Emperors. Endless civil wars drowned the entire Empire. It was not until the vampires of Sylvania, the Von Karstein Family, rose up that the three divided emperors decided to form an alliance to face the threat of the vampires together.
Then, two hundred years later, the Army of Chaos went south. The Brunswick Emperor died in battle and the Empire's capital fell. A country nobleman from Nur called for all the people of the Empire to unite. His inspiring speech, powerful strength, and devout faith united all the remaining forces of the Empire.
After Ludwig united the Empire's forces, he chose to go north to seek help from the White Wolf City. The Wolf Emperor refused to form an alliance with Ludwig, and the White Wolf Church's Pope even declared Ludwig was a heretic..
Seeing this, Ludwig requested to enter the White Wolf Temple. He wanted to directly take the test of the White Wolf Holy Fire.
Pope Ulric could not refuse Ludwig's request, so everyone watched as Ludwig stepped into the holy fire. They laughed, waiting to see this country bumpkin be burned to death by the White Wolf Holy Fire.
However, a miracle happened. The White Wolf Holy Flame avoided Ludwig, and the country bumpkin from Nur entered the Holy Flame. When he came out, he had already received the blessing of the White Wolf Yurick.
The White Wolf Church's Pope had no choice but to acknowledge Ludwig's authority. He was forced to announce that Ludwig was the one who received the blessing of Yurick. The Wolf Emperor secretly took off his crown and called himself Kurfürst. He also agreed to form an alliance with Ludwig. The White Wolf Knights and the northern troops of the Empire obeyed Ludwig's orders from then on.
The Garland Parliament was undoubtedly very influential in the northern part of the Empire. President Margarita and Ludwig the Savior were lovers. They were especially influential in the Kingdom of Nords and Kislöw. The Queen of Kislöw (who called herself Tsar) Caroline was even one of the female elders of the Garland Parliament. Hildebrand Rudenhoff, Kurfürst of Hocke, and Harald Frank, King of Nords, also obeyed their female ministers from Garland.
Now, a new rising star was rising. This witch named Veronica Benadotte had just turned 30 this year, but she had accomplished many things that other witches could never achieve in their lifetime. A few days ago, she officially announced that she had advanced into the advanced legendary level. At the same time, she also owned her own luxurious wizard tower.
Obviously, if it weren't for the help of the champion of the Goddess of the Lake, Laing Macado, Count of Glamorgan, Veronica wouldn't have reached this step.
At least, that was what Teresa Trovic thought.
The thirty-two year old female Sorceress was also participating in the Jialan Assembly today. Gatherings of this sort were usually held in the middle of winter. This was because the freezing environment of Skydome Castle and its extremely high altitude could effectively suppress the violent magic elements in the female spellcasters' bodies during the middle of winter, allowing them to talk peacefully.
Teresa was wearing a black down fur coat, her favorite wide-legged pants, and a pair of high-heeled boots. Her shimmering black hair was casually draped over her shoulders and down to her waist. She wore a crocodile belt inlaid with rubies, and a pearl necklace on her chest was a New Year's gift from Laing.
She looked at the small piece of paper in her hand. She was wearing a white lace glove and holding a quill. She couldn't make up her mind.
Should she vote for Veronica and support her to enter the Garland Assembly of Elders?
From a personal point of view, Theresa was disgusted with Veronica. If it weren't for Veronica, she might have already confirmed her relationship with Ryan. Since the beginning of their relationship, Veronica had been making things difficult for her, and had even taken the initiative to stir up trouble many times.
If it were a few years ago, Teresa would've voted against Veronica without hesitation. She would've even asked her mother to find a way to stop Veronica from entering the Assembly of Elders.
Just because she didn't like it.
But that was a few years ago. Ever since she set off from Coldwinter and traveled around Nord with Laing for a few weeks, the sorceress had worked hard to grow. Going to Laing's territory was a blow to her, but it was also a form of training for her. Now, Teresa was more willing to use her brain to think.
Teresa shook her head gently in the end. The sorceress picked up her quill.
"I agree."
… …
Veronica successfully entered the Assembly of Elders. She would establish a branch in Brittany as a special elder. In the future, the Garland Assembly would allocate more resources to her.
After the meeting ended, it was noon. The witches dispersed. The next meeting would be held in three days. The Garland Witches had accumulated a lot of work, and they needed to vote on them one by one.
The door opened, and hundreds of Garland Assembly members walked out of the hall. The sound of their heels clicking against the ground was endless.
"Our president has won another small victory." The mature and beautiful Aurora held Teresa's arm with one hand. The Sanctuary witch stood up straight like a pine tree. "But that's not important. What's important is that my daughter, you voted for me. I'm very happy."
"Laing is a piece of cake. Now it's too big for one person to eat." Teresa shook her head gently. "Veronica has taken a big piece. Now it's my turn to take the rest. I have to support Veronica on this issue."
Aurora closed her eyes and nodded. "You did the right thing, my daughter. You've really grown up."
"I'm going to have dinner with President Margarita and Her Majesty Carolyn tonight. Recently, the barbarians in the northern border of Kislöw and the troll kingdom have been restless," Aurora whispered. "Do you want to come?"
"I …" Teresa thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No, there's no point for me to go."
Aurora was a little surprised. Her daughter had always liked to follow her.
"Well, you can arrange your own time." Aurora did not say anything more. In fact, the Sanctuary witch had tried to persuade her daughter. Laing was already engaged to a Duke's daughter, and he had Veronica by his side. There was not much space left for Teresa. But seeing Teresa's resolute attitude and Laing's vision, Aurora decided to continue supporting her daughter.
Her personality is really like mine.
After leaving her mother's room, Teresa returned to her own room. The left side of the luxurious sorceress' room was filled with various magic scrolls and books. At the same time, there was a large mirror. On the right side, there were several large wardrobes filled with a large number of clothes, shoes, and jewelry.
In the middle of the room, there was a soft bed. This was where Teresa had rested during this period of time. There were several thick books at the head of the bed. They were the High Gothic textbooks that Laing had given her. At the same time, there was also an epic written in the High Gothic language that Morgiana had given her. Recently, the sorceress had been painfully studying the High Gothic language. She felt that if she closed her eyes, she would immediately see the image of the Holy Grail Knights fighting against evil.
The sorceress had no choice but to replace Laing's face with the appearance of the Holy Grail Knights. Only then did she feel much better.
"Miss!" There was a Witch Apprentice in the room. Her name was Emma, and she was one of the new Witch Apprentices of the Marvel Blue Council. She had a high talent for ice magic, and Aurora had used a lot of tricks to get her into her bag.
"Emma, you go out first. I want to rest."
"Yes."
After the apprentice left, Teresa sighed softly. The sorceress took a bath and changed into a fresh white nightgown. The pearl necklace Laing had given her hung over her ample bosom. She then quietly leaned against the headboard of the bed.
The soft mattress and feather pillows made Teresa feel a little comfortable. The snow outside the window was still howling. She tried to take the High Gothic textbook and read it a few times. However, exhaustion immediately overwhelmed her and she subconsciously put the book down. The cold sorceress sighed. Veronica's matter was actually secondary. After Laing became a count, the two witches had already reached a consensus.
Teresa's real headache was the construction of her Magus Tower. She had planned to raise 20 thousand crowns for it.
Veronica's Magus Tower cost 28 thousand crowns to complete. Had it not been for her good luck and the amazing income she received from the extermination of the Aesthetes in Marlinburg and the fact that Laing was a sentimental person, her Magus Tower wouldn't have been built so easily.
Teresa, on the other hand, couldn't find the money. She wasn't as lucky as Veronica. First, she happened to be acquainted with the Duke of Marlinburg and Laing's acquaintance. Then, she happened to encounter the extermination of the Aesthetes and finally met a good man like Laing who wouldn't embezzle Veronica's income.
This was a huge sum of money. It was enough to make any man fall out with her.
Teresa often wondered if there were so many coincidences in the world, but it had happened.
It wasn't convenient for her to discuss this matter with her mother. She understood the financial situation of her family. Eight thousand crowns was already a huge sum of money. Teresa knew she couldn't ask her mother for more.
She had to think of something on her own.
In the past few days, she had been thinking of a few ways, including selling her magic scrolls and exchanging her contribution points for money. The council had also lent her some money, but she still needed at least six thousand crowns to make up for it.
How was she going to get the money?
The easiest way was to borrow money from some Empire or Marlinburg merchants in her mother's name. It shouldn't be hard to raise six thousand crowns.
Again, she couldn't and wasn't willing to let her mother waste any more energy on her. After a series of events, the sorceress understood that only her own excellence was worthy of Leon. Blindly relying on her mother's strength would actually lower her own evaluation in Leon's heart.
Just like when the two of them started their travels in Nord, Laing chose to accommodate her not because he liked her, but because of her mother. Aurora had taken care of Laing's adoptive father, Norman, and his territory, so Laing couldn't treat Teresa too badly.
So, Teresa only had two choices left. She could borrow money in her own name from Garlan or find a way to borrow money from a large merchant guild.
Teresa decided to rest for a while before looking for someone.
At the same time, in Skyvault Castle's Falcon Tower.
The newly promoted Garlan elder, Veronica, sat in front of the fireplace. Two other witches were in the room talking to her.
Councilwoman Garland was Noel. She had long brown hair, an oval face, and small eyes. She wore a lake-green Nord court dress, and her name was Noel. She was a legendary life witch with one-quarter elven bloodline.
Another female councilor was talking to Veronica. She had short, black hair and was wearing a black wizard robe, high-heeled boots, and gray stockings. She was very pretty, but the corners of her eyes were a little dark. Her clothes were untidy, and there were a lot of frayed edges on her robe. Her sleeves were also torn, but she didn't care too much about it.
This female councilor was named Phyllis. She was a Legendary Witch of Death and Shadow. Her husband had just died in a battle against a rebellion in the Kingdom of Nords. This heavy blow was not enough to crush her, but it was enough to make her depressed for a long time.
These two were Veronica's few friends in the Garland Council whom she could talk to.
Today, Veronica was wearing a brown mink coat with an aromatherapy coffee satin dress underneath. Her long dark brown hair was draped over her shoulders, and her ruby earrings from the wood elves and the platinum necklace from Leon shone brightly. Her long and slender legs were made of black silk, and she wore a pair of black suede high heels. Her sweet and delicate face still looked like a young girl in her twenties, but after so many years of experience, Veronica's temperament had become even more cold and aloof.
"Phyllis, I'm very sorry about this." Veronica's posture was relatively relaxed in her room. She whispered, "Koen was a good man. He just had bad luck."
"Sigh …" Phyllis didn't say anything else. She looked at the burning fireplace. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Veronica, today is your big day. Congratulations."
"Yes, Veronica. Congratulations," Noel said. Her long brown hair was tied into several long braids. The life witch said enviously, "You're still the most successful one among us."
"I just won the bet." Veronica shook her head modestly. "You win some, you lose some. I'm very lucky to have met Laing."
Noel and Phyllis were a little embarrassed. They had tried to persuade Veronica, but now it seemed that Veronica had made the right choice. They were the ones who had made the wrong choice.
This was the power of decisiveness. Even if one was envious of it, they would not be able to do it. Who would have thought that the young knight in his early twenties, the taciturn Leon, would spend less than ten years to become the champion of the Chosen of the Lake Fairy and become a count?
"Master!" At this time, Veronica's apprentice, Catherine, knocked on the door. "Master, someone is looking for you."
"Someone? Who is it? "
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