Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 273 Eternal Fame

Friedrich said slowly, "Instead of spending a huge amount of money to destroy an ideal state that will not actively threaten us, and may even help us share the burden, could we focus on internal matters first?"
"First, strengthen ourselves, or rather... unite with the Kingdom of El to completely eliminate the demon race, this major threat?"

He looked at the emperor and said earnestly, "After all, given the national policy of the Kingdom of El, it has no ambition for expansion and cannot actually stop the empire's eventual unification."

Is it necessary for us to rush things?

Leggett listened quietly, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the armrest of the throne.

He knew that his teacher's words made sense; from a longer-term perspective, there was indeed no need to take action against the Land of El.

But he was not willing to give up!

Leggett suddenly raised his head: "Teacher, you are right, but what I want to become is a legend!"

He is like the Holy King Norn, a being sung about by bards for millennia!

His voice suddenly rose, filled with an undeniable resolve: "Norn is remembered for creating the first nation of mankind! And me? No matter how vast the empire's territory may be, in the long river of history, I am nothing more than another powerful dynasty!"

How prosperous the dwarf kingdom once was, yet it was still destroyed. Even the rebuilt dwarf kingdom can no longer recapture the glory of its ancestors.

As for the Kingdom of Elves and the legendary Heavenly Kingdom, needless to say, one has been declining and the other has long since disappeared into the annals of history.

Therefore, I will surpass him! Surpass that Holy King Norn!
I will completely integrate the entire continent into one, creating an unprecedented and vast empire!

And the Kingdom of El, the nation built by Norn himself, a symbol of his idealism, must be destroyed by my own hand!
Only in this way can it be proven that my path is correct! My great undertaking is incomplete without this step!

Leggett's words echoed in the secret room, filled with fanatical fervor and an extreme desire for eternal fame.

Friedrich looked at the emperor, who was almost consumed by the fire of ambition, and knew that everything was beyond saving.

It seems that His Majesty's plan includes not only attacking the Kingdom of El, but also the Kingdom of Dwarves and the Kingdom of Elves.

That would be an extremely crazy and bloody war.

Either the Southern Unified Empire will become the Continental Unified Empire, becoming the true ruler of this land, and the name of His Majesty will surpass that of the Holy King, becoming a legend forever remembered by future generations of humankind.

Either the empire collapses, or everything is just a beautiful dream.

He slowly lowered his eyes, swallowing back all the remaining words of advice, turning them into a sigh.

“I understand.” He bowed and said, “I will follow Your Majesty’s orders. I will go and prepare the relevant magical runes.”

Leggett nodded in satisfaction: "Thank you for your help, teacher."

Meanwhile, at the Continental Magic Association, in the Tower Library.

The mage Carlo was engrossed in a thick stack of ancient books, flipping through them repeatedly, muttering to himself, "Something's not right... the energy nodes here are incorrect. How did the ancient mages solve the problem of magic dissipation here? And how did Lord Lord manage to do it?"

Just then, a gentle voice sounded beside him: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Carlo?"

Carlo looked up, somewhat bewildered, and saw a figure standing before him wearing a mage's robe and a badge he didn't recognize pinned to his chest. Wait, that badge... I feel like I've seen it before?
Oh right! It's a Level 1 Mage badge! I saw a sample when I took the initial exam for the Magic Association.

But when did anyone pass the Level 1 Magician exam? Right now, isn't the highest level Magician the Level 2 Magician?
"I am Carlo, and who are you? And is that a Level 1 Mage badge on your chest? Has the assessment already begun?"

Carlo instinctively pushed up his glasses and asked a series of questions.

He didn't know this first-level mage, but he didn't think the other party was faking it.

After all, this was the territory of the Magic Association, and Lady Celia was right above them.

If anyone were found to be forging documents and impersonating a first-class mage, who represents the association's highest honor, they would have been thrown out long ago.

"I am Ryder." The man introduced himself with a smile, then said with some surprise, "You didn't know that the Level 1 Mage assessment was over? The association made a big fuss about it this time; I thought everyone knew."

After all, it was the association's first Level 1 Mage assessment, and with the benefits promised by Saint Celia, almost all Level 2 Mages participated.

But now it seems that Carlo is the only second-level mage who did not participate in the assessment.

Carlo was a little embarrassed: "Ah... well, I've been researching something lately and haven't been paying much attention to what's going on outside."

He spent almost all of this time in the library, trying to solve the problem that had been troubling him for more than a decade.

Especially after receiving help from Vlamé, he had a few ideas and was at a crucial stage of his research, completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

Ryder smiled knowingly, without the slightest hint of mockery: "It seems the rumors are true. Mr. Carlo is indeed a seeker of magic who is wholeheartedly devoted to the study of magic."

"What rumor? Am I that famous?" Carlo was completely confused.

If he had become famous in his original city, it would have been understandable. After all, a stubborn, useless mage who had studied magic for over a decade without any results could be considered famous in a certain sense.

But now that I'm in the Land of El, how could anyone possibly recognize me?
Leder's tone was filled with genuine admiration. "Yes. Actually, you're quite famous among magicians. After all, it's rare to see someone like you who has focused on a single research topic for over a decade, never giving up even without any results."

Carlo was taken aback, subconsciously thinking that the other party was there to mock him. After all, a mage like him who hadn't been able to produce any results in more than ten years and was unwilling to change his research direction was indeed worthy of being ridiculed.

His face flushed with anger, Carlo gathered the documents on the table and prepared to leave: "If there's nothing else, I..."

"Please don't misunderstand!" Ryder quickly waved his hand. "I'm not here to mock you. To be honest, I specialize in defensive magic and don't even know any offensive magic. In a way, I've gone to extremes."

So seeing your similar dedication, I simply wanted to get to know you and make friends.

Carlo stopped what he was doing and looked at Ryder. Ryder's eyes were clear and his attitude was sincere, not like he was being sarcastic.

He relaxed a little: "I see... I'm sorry, I was being a bit sensitive."

“It’s alright,” Ryder laughed. “Speaking of which, I might be leaving the association in a while.”

"Leave? Where to?" Carlo asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)