Hearing this mature voice, Laing froze for a moment before he hurriedly stood up.
"Emilia?"
A beautiful female noble of the Empire appeared at the door of the room. She was wearing a classic princess dress with a black crystal buckle on the outside. Her long golden hair was tied up high behind her head, and a pair of straight calves wrapped in black velvet stockings could be seen under the dress. She was wearing a pair of black suede high heels with a bow and skull decorations.
Right below her shoulder was the emblem of Nur with a golden lion on a black background. The lion was holding a golden scale, representing the high status and justice of Nur. Apart from that, there was also the emblem of a white lion holding a golden Fiery Sun Flag, symbolizing the will of Wyson to never yield to foreign enemies.
The Countess of the Empire, Emilia Von Lebowitz Bernardino's exquisite face appeared in front of everyone. She stared at Laing, her eyes filled with resentment and joy. "Father, you're early. I thought I'd have to wait for you for a while."
"Emilia!" Laing was a little excited. As expected, this child was his child! He carried the little boy who was hugging his leg and placed him on the sofa. Then he turned around and opened his arms to the woman in front of him. "Long time no see."
"Hmph! I'm Emilia now. I hope you can call me that from now on, Sir Laing. " The Countess raised her head and walked step by step to Laing. "If it wasn't for the child crying for his father, I wouldn't have rushed over immediately."
"Alright, Emilia. No problem, Emilia!" Laing had a smile on his face. He still opened his arms and stood there without moving, waiting for his little maid.
"… You!" The Countess rolled her eyes at Laing before awkwardly hugging Laing. "Long time no see, Laing. You can call me Emilia from now on."
Hugging Laing lightly and smelling the familiar scent, the Countess' face instantly turned red. She trembled a few times before gently pushing Laing away. She crawled out and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.
Thinking about it, she and Laing had been separated for two years.
Emilia suppressed her restlessness and pretended to cough twice before greeting Suria. "Sister Suria! Long time no see, congratulations! "
"Same to you, Emilia." Suria hurriedly got up from her seat. The female knight was wearing a hollowed-out dress with a rippled collar and a red coat with a ribbed fur coat. Her long, slender legs were wrapped in black velvet stockings and a pair of knee-high boots. Her long, curly blonde hair cascaded down to her waist. A gentle smile hung on her beautiful oval face. She walked in front of Emilia and held her hand. "It's really been a long time!"
The two mothers shook hands with polite smiles on their faces. However, Laing, who was watching from the side, felt that there were sparks flying in the air. The eyes of the little maid and the female knight seemed to contain a different meaning.
With the passage of time, both of them had children, and some things had changed. Reuniting after such a long time, the female knight and the little maid seemed to have become more distant and polite.
Laing's gaze fell on the two children who were playing. Suria's son, Devenhill, and Emilia's son, Frey Derick. Frey Derick was very happy to see Laing looking at him. He pulled Laing's sleeve and said, "Daddy! I finally see daddy! Daddy, can you play with me? You haven't played with me yet! "
"What do you want daddy to play with you?" Laing hugged his son and said with a smile. He always felt that he owed this mother and son pair.
"Hot water shampoo!" Little Frey Derick shouted happily.
"Hot water shampoo? What's that?" Laing didn't quite understand.
"That's it!" The little boy stretched out his hand towards the beer on the table. Psionic fire appeared in his eyes, and the beer flew towards Laing's face at an extremely fast speed.
"This is hot water shampoo!"
“！！！” Laing immediately stretched out his hand. Psionic fire also appeared in his father's eyes. The beer bottle was fixed in the air, and then returned to its original position.
The whole process happened in an instant. Everyone present didn't even have time to react.
"That's great! You really are my daddy! " The little boy shouted in surprise. He was even more excited. He reached out his little hand and grabbed Laing's face. "As expected of daddy, you have the same ability as me!"
"Pa!" Laing was so angry that his face turned green. He pinched little Frey Derick's face. What did he mean by 'daddy is the same as me'? It was always the son who looked like the father. When did the father look like the son?
"Emilia, how did you teach our child?" Laing said unhappily to the Empire's Countess. "Hot water shampoo?"
"How would I know? Your son's magic was taught by a great alchemist." Emilia saw that Laing was unhappy and couldn't help but laugh. "If you have any questions, go to Galt. Don't ask me."
"Why did you arrange for him to be taught by Galt?" Laing put little Frey Derick down. The little boy went to play with his half-brother, Devonshire.
"Because Lady Elspeth thought that with Frey Derick's talent, it would be best to let Galt take care of him. This child has a talent for metal magic." Emilia's face was full of pride when she talked about her son. Even though Frey Derick wasn't even three years old, his intelligence was already comparable to a seven or eight-year-old.
"Alright." Laing thought about it and felt that it was fine. A great alchemist was a great wizard who had been taught by the emperor himself. Since Emilia thought that it was fine, then so be it.
After some small talk, the three of them walked to the sofa in the room and sat down. Olica went to stand behind Laing, while Sylvia took the initiative to play with the two boys.
"I've already asked Frey Derick to acknowledge Emperor Karl-franz as his Godfather." Emilia had been in Nur for two years. The naivety and innocence on her face had gradually faded. Now, in front of Laing, she was a mature, beautiful, intelligent, and charming countess of the Empire. If it weren't for the affection in her eyes when she looked at Laing, perhaps no one would be able to connect the little maid with the current countess of the Empire. "This is a compromise, Laing. Don't blame me."
"His Majesty, the Emperor of the Empire, requested this?" Leon smiled playfully.
"I asked for it." Emilia straightened her skirt a bit unnaturally. "This is good for Frey Derick's future, and it's also my compromise. You know, I don't trust the Empire, nor the emperor of the Empire. I only trust Karl-franz. If he wants me to sit in this position, then I'll sit in it."
"Then, do you trust Laing?" Suria asked. The duchess' blue eyes stared at her son and Emilia's son.
They were building blocks.
"I only trust Laing Macado." "I know what Ryan is trying to do by coming to Brunswick at a time like this," Amelia replied meaningfully.
"I'm just here to watch the competition. I want to see who will be the next Grand Wizard of the Royal Family." Laing also smiled.
After a short pause, Laing continued, "I thought you would support the Black Lady of Nur."
"From my perspective, that is indeed the case." Emilia nodded first, then shook her head. "But now I support Galt, the great alchemist of the Empire."
"Understood." Suria nodded. The female knight hesitated for a moment before saying, "So do we."
"You can support whoever you want, sister Suria." Emilia stroked the gold ring on her left hand. The duchess of the Empire smiled. "But I can't. If the Black Lady wants to fight, I have to support her. But Nur compromised, so I have to compromise too."
"Galt's little gift?" Laing said in a muffled voice.
"A new formula for gunpowder, a new miracle in engineering, and an alliance with the Amethyst Academy." Emilia sighed. "It's enough to make the officers and professors of Nur Firearms Academy praise. And the Black Lady, she's allied with Galt."
"Hmm …" Laing stood up. Duke Musillon, the most powerful man in Brittany, stood in front of the window, frowning.
Emilia looked similar to Laing. Her three titles were all hereditary, and so were Laing's.
However, she was still fundamentally different from Laing.
Nur only needed a duchess to maintain the existing order, but the new order in Brittany was created by Laing. The internal and external troubles of the entire kingdom were also destroyed by him.
When the Armoured Nur and Nur's Black Lady agreed to something, Emilia had to agree.
But for Laing, it was not the case. He did not need to care about anyone's opinion.
"Ordo of the Academy of Light has the support of Archbishop Wickmar of the Church of Justice. At the same time, the supreme dean of the Sky Academy, Supreme Nebula Master Skorn – Radiant One also supports him." Emilia told Laing what she knew.
"Great Alchemist Galt has won the support of Lady Elspeth, the dean of the Armoured Nur and the Amethyst Academy. At the same time, some people in the Brunswick army also support him."
"The current supreme dean of the Flame Academy, Cernus Gehrman, has the support of a large number of lower-level troops, the supreme dean of the Amber Academy, and the Emerald Academy. Other than that, the Shadow Academy's attitude is still unclear. However, shadow wizards are destined to not become the Royal Chief Great Wizard. These people like to mingle in the marketplace, so their opinions are not to be taken into consideration."
Historically, the position of the Royal Chief Great Wizard had only been transferred to three academies: the Academy of Light, the Flame Academy, and the Sky Academy. No matter which academy obtained this position, it meant that they would receive a large amount of resources, the Emperor's trust, and the power to mobilize the army of the Empire. It was also the focus of competition among the wizards of the Empire.
Laing could not help but want to laugh when he thought of this. Brittany was not like this.
"Then who will Karl belong to?" Laing continued to ask.
"I'm not sure." Emilia shook her head. "At least before the Royal Chief Great Wizard is elected, Karl-franz will not easily express his opinion. I only know that he respects Otto, Gehrman, and Galt."
"…" Laing thought that in the current situation, it was natural that Galt would be in his favor if he became the Royal Chief Great Wizard. However, he still did not know whether Galt's strength could crush him.
Because the election of the Royal Chief Great Wizard was not as simple as magic ability. The Alchemy Academy could be said to be the weakest of the eight magic academies before Galt's rise. The Academy of Light had countless legacies left by Tegris. The first Royal Chief Great Wizard, Volan, was also a Light Wizard appointed by Tegris.
(By the way, Volan was a Great Swordsman before he revealed his wizard identity.)
The Fire Academy, on the other hand, was currently the strongest and most influential among the eight academies. Fire element Adepts were also the most numerous among the Empire's Adepts. This was because Fire element magic was simple, violent, and extremely destructive (to both enemies and allies).
"Laing, we should listen to Emilia's suggestion. Let's observe the situation first." Suria said calmly. "After all, we are guests, not people of the Empire's palace. If we rashly participate, it will easily backfire."
"Let's put this question aside for now. Emilia, how have you been in the past two years?" Laing thought for a moment and felt that Suria's opinion made sense. So he changed the topic and asked Emilia how she had been.
"The palace in Nur is very big, but it's also very cold." Emilia wanted to emphasize that she could live well without Laing, but when she saw Suria's half-smile, she decided to tell the truth. "Other than the banquet and Frey Derick, there's nothing else."
"You can stay here with Frey Derick for the time being." Laing's heart skipped a beat. He smiled and said, "Since we have nothing to do during this time, we can go around and have fun."
"Then you have to be fair!" Emilia looked at Suria. The Empire's Duchess said in a sweet voice, "Me too, Frey Derick too."
"Hahaha, Emilia, is this how you deal with the Nur City Council?" Laing laughed heartily. After listening to Emilia's words, he understood why his little maid could sit in such a high position.
"That's all there is to an election." Emilia also laughed. She said sarcastically, "The majority of idiots use their votes to coerce the minority of elites."
"But this is one of the few ways to prevent the minority of elites from monopolizing the entire palace." Suria continued with a gentle expression on her face. "Not all voices in the palace can be heard."
"So, are we going to choose a creditor or a co-owner?" Emilia complained.
"We are going to choose a good leader, not a leader," Suria replied.
"Laing is not often," Emilia said with a sour tone, "You're the one who gets all the benefits, sister Suria."
After saying this, the three of them laughed. That was enough.
Everything was said without words.
… I'm the dividing line between everything that needs to be said without words …
At the same time, Emperor Karl-franz was sitting behind a large desk in the palace of the Empire. The emperor seemed to be reading a document, but in fact, the emperor was chatting with Archbishop Wickmar, who was sitting opposite the desk.
"Ordo has proven to be a strong person who can resist the corruption of Chaos. He and Kant discovered the fall of Egrim and saved the Pyramid of Light." Archbishop Wickmar sat on the sofa opposite the desk. He emphasized his point. "So, I think that Ordo is the best candidate to be the next Grand Wizard of the Imperial Family."
"But even if the Grand Wizard of the Imperial Family is to be appointed, we still have to follow the basic laws left behind by Sir Tegris to be elected and selected through a competition …" The emperor tried to emphasize something to the archbishop. "I think we should respect the results of the competition."
"The competition only determines the strength of the contestants." Wickmar did not agree with Karl Franz's idea. "Being powerful can be a good thing or a bad thing. You've mentioned Egrim's example before. Karl, don't you think that Galt's strength is growing so fast that it's a little strange?"
"Gail had a fortuitous encounter," the emperor emphasized.
"A fortuitous encounter? Or a sign of corruption? " Vekma was still unwilling to let it go, "Many Magi have suddenly increased in strength due to their corruption. Obviously, Emperor Charlemagne has pointed out a broad path for us, but the corruption of the evil gods in the old world is always going on unknowingly …"
"Your Majesty! I have something to report! "At this time, a Rick guard walked in from outside. He was fully armed and walked in quickly.
"Rudolph? What's the matter? " Karl-franz immediately stopped talking. Seeing that the topic was interrupted, Archbishop Wickmar frowned and stopped. He reached out and held his scepter of command.
"… It's about the competition for the Grand Wizard of the Imperial Family. That … Sir Thernus Gehrman has arrived at Marlin Castle on a ship." Rick guard did not expect the archbishop to be here. For a moment, his voice trembled, but he quickly calmed down.
Rudolph took a deep breath and rudely touched the ink bottle with the quill on the table.
Emperor Karl noticed this detail.
"Oh? Even Thernus is here? " The emperor had a bright smile on his face. He seemed to attach great importance to this matter and even leaned forward.
Just like that, the ink bottle was delivered to Guard Rick. At the same time, a piece of parchment was delivered to him.
"Tell me in detail. How is his exploration of Orion Island?"
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