Alone and Infinite.

Chapter 475 The Empire Shakes

Upon seeing the Grand Master of the Court, even Byron III's gloomy face became slightly more lively.

This one of the strongest people of his time spent almost two-thirds of his life in the royal family.

Byron III's father was a student of Ciplatz, as was Byron III himself, and so were his daughters.

He and Gerald, the dean of the university, were the two pillars of the empire, one civil and one military.

"It would be most appropriate for the teacher to ask."

Cipras nodded and voiced all the doubts and questions that arose from what he had seen.

The conversation between Aria and her teacher was highly professional and extremely fast-paced.

Although the high-ranking officials present could not understand what he was saying, their hearts involuntarily tightened at the sight of the Grand Master of the Palace's increasingly solemn expression.

It seems the problem is serious.

After asking the last question, Cipras closed his eyes.

After a long while, he finally spoke and asked:
According to the 'writer,' the golden-armored man came from a mysterious place, as did the 'writer.'

Is the golden-armored man's goal to unleash the demon king sealed within the tomb?

Everyone present perked up upon hearing this, as it was something they could understand.

"Yes, they probably don't know each other, but they speak the same strange language, and the spells or techniques they use are completely unheard of."

Aria carefully recalled everything she knew and then recounted it all.

"Did you ask the 'writer' about his purpose, or what he wanted to do?"

"Yes, I asked him. He said his goal is to stop the golden-armored man!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present raised their eyebrows, and some even exclaimed.

"No!" "Something's wrong!"

The two people who had been called out exchanged a glance, and one of them coughed lightly:
"Let me tell you."

He looked at Aria with a hint of obsequiousness and caution:

“Your Highness, I believe this writer is a complete liar, and his purpose is definitely not to stop the Golden Armor Man.”

No, it shouldn't be said that it wasn't entirely about stopping the golden-armored men.

Aria looked at the fat, big-eared man with a puzzled expression. He was the empire's treasurer and also known as the 'stupid pig' by the residents of the capital.

A pot-bellied clown whose brain is full of shit, who is a brainless clown who rose to power by flattery.

“Your Highness, if his goal is to stop the golden-armored man, then he can continue the pursuit without going to the ninth floor.”

No matter how many excuses you have, you don't need to go. I didn't understand the discussion between His Highness and the Grand Master.

But there was one sentence I understood.

The wealth minister raised his chubby face:

"That is, without Your Highness's help, he cannot break the seal, or rather, it would be very difficult for him to break the seal!"

Since even he couldn't open it, the golden-armored man he easily defeated would have even less of a chance.

The Finance Minister, seeing that Aria was about to retort, smiled ingratiatingly and continued:

"I know what Your Highness is trying to say. It's probably that the golden-armored man is cunning and unpredictable; perhaps he has something that can break the seal, right?"

Alya paused for a moment, then nodded blankly.

"But have you ever considered why the 'writer' immediately turned to the university after killing the sealed demon king?"

After the golden-armored men were defeated at the tomb, why did they immediately go to the university?

Is it really just a coincidence?

Why couldn't the golden-armored man's purpose in going to the tomb be to kill the demon king sealed within?

Why did the writer remind His Highness that the golden-armored man was now in the tomb?

Aliya's mouth dropped open, and all she heard was the obsequious yet confident voice of the Minister of Wealth: "I suspect that this so-called 'writer' has the same goal as the man in golden armor, and the two are competitors."

Furthermore, the rewards for winning such a competition are enormous, but the loser may also die.

Only in this way can we explain their willingness to risk their lives and race against time.

The Minister of Finance paused here, and solemnly said:
"You've been deceived, deceived by the cunning 'writer'!"

Arya stared blankly at the finance minister, who was called a 'stupid pig,' and then looked around at the other senior officials with a dazed expression.

But everyone nodded slightly, as if they had reached the same conclusion simply from the description just given.

If Li Xia were here and heard the Finance Minister's analysis, he would also applaud without hesitation.

This is certainly related to the fact that he didn't put much effort into making up the story, since he didn't know Aliya's identity from the beginning.

But the ability to obtain mission information so quickly and accurately is truly astonishing.

“Aliya, you don’t need to blame yourself. This is just a guess, and the current situation is as you said.”

The writer can be considered to be on our side for now, since he and the golden-armored man are indeed enemies.

The enemy of my enemy may not be a friend, but he/she is not necessarily an enemy either.

Cipras looked at his disciple and spoke gently.

"But teacher, I can sense that the writer isn't a bad person. I'm willing to vouch for him!"

All told, Aria realized that she had been saved by the writer twice.

Furthermore, she has an extremely strong intuition about people; she can tell a good person from a bad one just by feeling.

"Alia!"

Byron III looked at her and said coldly:
"Your guarantee is worthless in the face of the safety of the entire empire!"

Luger, who was observing from the side, shrank back. He didn't dare to speak at all. A mere Second Guards commander didn't even have the right to speak.

After all, there are dozens of legion commanders like him in the entire empire.

The atmosphere in the conference room turned cold again, and the bigwigs present remained silent.

This emperor was undoubtedly an exceptionally capable ruler, but his gentleness towards children was limited to private matters.

They never show it in formal settings, so it's commonplace for princesses and princes to be scolded; they're used to it.

"Alright, in any case, the problem of the Golden Armor Man must be resolved, and it must be done quickly and severely!"

We must avenge the blood feud at the university!

Cipras eased the tension, looking at Aria gently once more:

"I think we should invite that writer over as well and let him participate. After all, he might be able to provide some information that we don't know about the Golden Armor Man."

Furthermore, increased communication is the best way to eliminate hostility between the two sides.

Aliya bit her lip and nodded, then gave a somewhat dejected bow to the high-ranking officials and the emperor before slowly turning and walking out of the conference room.

Watching her figure disappear, Cipras waved his hand and turned off the display.

His face was as still as water. He tapped the table with his aged fingers, and the barrier silently unfolded, isolating the sound.

“Your Majesty, based on Aria’s description, I’ve remembered something.”

Byron III nodded, his face equally somber.
"Yes, I thought of that too. This is something my father specifically told me before he died."

"More than a hundred years ago, during the campaign against the Valais Empire, a mysterious person suddenly appeared, neither good nor evil, but with a very strong purpose."

Their presence is lurking in all major events, yet they vanish without a trace once the empire is stable.

Sipras said slowly:
"I have a feeling they're back again."

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1. Monthly pass 2. Recommendation vote

Or is it just excessive plot?
(End of this chapter)