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Chapter 280 The Harvest Festival Conspiracy
“But the soul that can be replicated needs the blessing of a higher status to withstand the divine authority of nature and that mysterious power. You will need to ask His Majesty about this,” Muirna said.

Caesar thought about it briefly. Although there were certain risks and a probability of failure, it was indeed a method worth trying at the moment.

"Professor, can you now obtain the right to use the Lundia Mirror?" he asked.

Muirna shook his head: "The only mirror is kept in the kingdom's magic research institute. Although I was able to apply for the right to use it, it's limited to inside the institute."

“That definitely won’t work.” Caesar shook his head. “To transfer the power of nature, we would need to perform a ritual, which would be too drastic. We certainly couldn’t do it under the watchful eyes of the research institute.”

"So we can only take advantage of the gap during the harvest festival," Muirner said.

"The kingdom holds a large-scale magical performance during the harvest festival, and many people from the Magic Energy Research Institute are sent out to carry out operational tasks. That is the gap we can take advantage of."

"On the day of the harvest festival?"

“No, the third day after the Harvest Festival,” Muirna said. “On the day of the Harvest Festival, the kingdom will initiate a magical ritual. The third day after the ritual is in progress is when they need manpower the most. On that day, a large number of sorcerers from the Magic Research Institute will be dispatched, leaving the institute completely empty.”

"A magical ritual?"

Muirner nodded:

"The kingdom plans to use a magical performance as a cover during the harvest festival to set up a ritual array, mobilizing the entire nation's resources to help a sorcerer break through to the Great Hero level."

"What?" Caesar frowned.

“Yes, this is what the kingdom really intends to do on the day of the harvest festival. The so-called new magic performance is just a pretext, a special arrangement made for the ceremony,” Muirna said.

The current Grand Hero level has become an insurmountable barrier. Even with the combined resources of the entire nation, it's only possible to help one mage climb that ladder, but it requires the sacrifice of tens of thousands of people.

"Whom do they want to help break through to the Great Hero level?" Caesar was very curious. What kind of abilities did these sorcerers, who were willing to use the entire nation's resources to ensure their advancement, possess?
“His name is Gurich Titostan,” Muirner said. “He was a Judgment Sorcerer who went into hiding fifty years ago to prepare for this plan.”

"The Judgement Sorcerer." Caesar understood why the kingdom had chosen him.

Judgment sorcerers are extremely powerful within the entire sorcerer profession system. In the past, this was a profession reserved for royalty, as they could only master large-scale, collective spells, which were of great significance to a nation.

Among the most representative figures of this profession is the Imperial Chancellor, Sothos Hayward.

This profession is also very difficult to advance in. Sothos only reached the Great Hero level through an incredible opportunity, and he remained at the lower level for the rest of his life.

“Originally, this plan shouldn’t have been executed so early, but Surna’s acquisition of Elias’s tomb made the kingdom feel a great sense of crisis, so the plan was launched ahead of schedule,” Muirna said.

Caesar nodded in agreement: "Indeed, a Judgment Sorcerer is no less than an ultimate weapon for a country now. Its deterrent power and strategic value are too great, and we are willing to sacrifice tens of thousands of people for it."

So, was the information that Xia told him earlier, that the kingdom was currently gathering a large number of troops in the capital, for this reason?

“But, little Sa, our goal is Lundia’s Mirror. Their plan is our chance to complete the ritual of natural deity,” Muirna said.

Caesar took a deep breath: "I know,"

He no longer cared about what happened to the kingdom; his only concern now was ensuring Yumilia's safety.

Even if the success rate is only one percent, he has to try.

"The plan is that on the third day after the Harvest Festival, we'll take Yumilia to the Magic Research Institute to conduct the ceremony for the succession of the natural divine authority," Caesar said.
“Now there’s another problem: how do we preserve the divine authority of nature after the transfer is successful? Even with the blessing of the power of the divine status, the copied soul is still a consumable and can’t withstand the pressure of divinity for too long.” “Leave that to me. I have a Blue Tree there, which can be used to bear the power of the divine authority of nature later,” Muirna said.

Caesar found this somewhat strange. From the very beginning, when she first met him, the only pronoun she used to refer to the Azure Tree was the word "she."
He didn't know much about the customs of the elves or the characteristics of the Azure Tree, so since Muirna had made the promise, he would leave it to her.

“Then I’ll leave it to you, Professor.” Caesar nodded to her.

“Don’t worry about leaving little Lia in my care,” Muirna said.

"I know you must be very worried, Xiao Sa, that your dearest person is in danger. But as long as I'm here, I will definitely protect Xiao Liya. Don't worry."

Caesar smiled faintly: "Thank you, Professor. I heard His Majesty say that he would protect her at all costs."

“Well…” Muirner smiled helplessly, “Actually, I also have other reasons. If we can really obtain Little Leah’s natural divine right, it will be helpful in dealing with the apocalypse.”

She looked at Caesar: "Little Caesar, you must have heard about this from His Majesty, right? The apocalypse thirteen years from now."

Caesar nodded: "His Majesty mentioned it to me. Speaking of which, did you, Professor, arrive at this conclusion through some theoretical knowledge?"

Muirner nodded: "Do you believe me? Do you believe there will be an apocalypse?"

"As for whether I believe you, Professor, I certainly do. Otherwise, I wouldn't be sitting here with you, discussing how to save Yumilia," Caesar said.

"As for the end of the world," he smiled faintly.

"Actually, I think it's quite reasonable for the end of the world to come."

"Hmm? Why?" Muirna asked curiously.

"Extinction is the inevitable fate of all civilizations. The only difference between all civilizations is how many years earlier or later they go extinct."

"Caesar said."

Muirner leaned back in his chair, gazing at the golden mist drifting overhead.

"Yes, everything is destined to die. Whether it's thirteen years or tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of years, death is still death."

"The scientific community has now calculated that even something as great as the sun has a lifespan of only about four billion years and will eventually go out."

“But,” Caesar said, “isn’t the most beautiful moment of fireworks the instant they bloom in the sky? Even if they eventually burn out in the night sky, as long as they bloom, it proves that we were here, and it’s all worth it.”

Muirner blinked at Caesar, making him suddenly feel a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, I read this in a book and I think it's quite well-written."

"That's true, I always thought you were a pessimist, Sa Beining."

Caesar smiled calmly: "I suppose so."

(End of this chapter)