Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 85 Each Person's Report

"Caesar, did you see the news? Something big happened in Durden City yesterday! I heard a sorcerer went out of control, creating illusions and causing a huge mess! I also heard someone died!"

Early this morning, Caesar bumped into Leon on a public tram, as was quite ordinary, and listened to him recount the great disaster he had personally participated in the previous day.

However, what he saw in the newspaper was quite different from what actually happened.

All the newspapers are now reporting that a sorcerer has gone out of control and caused massive destruction in the city center. Every detail that can be concealed is being covered up, and the pirate ship that almost everyone in the city saw is being attributed to an illusion created by the sorcerer.

“I read it in the newspaper, it’s really quite scary,” Caesar agreed.

"Sigh, such a big magical event hasn't happened in a long time. This is probably the closest I've ever come to magic in my life," Leon sighed. "Maybe, only four or five hundred kilometers away?"

"No, it's actually one meter, because the culprit who caused such great destruction yesterday is right in front of you," Caesar thought.

That Book of No Thought, which he renamed the Scripture of the Illusory Sea, is still trapped in the Realm of No Form.

However, Leon is right. In this era, ordinary people have almost no chance to come into contact with magic. The magicians are completely monopolized by the state. To become a magician, one must start training at the age of three, take a test at the age of six to determine whether one can become a magician, and then undergo completely closed training. One must be at least 18 years old before one has the opportunity to become a first-tier magician.

This whole system practically cuts off anything for ordinary people, and the use of magic is completely confined to the military field. Judging from the report Crolin gave him, research in contemporary magical energy has greatly enhanced the effectiveness of military weapons in warfare.

For example, there are beyond-visual-range missiles carried on propeller planes, defensive barriers that can withstand the bombardment of hundreds of artillery shells, suicide drones that resemble swarms of bees, and tactical radars that cover the entire airspace.

Some of them were nearly indistinguishable from modern military equipment, but were paired with relatively outdated gear, giving him a sense of temporal disconnect.

When Caesar arrived at school today, he noticed that Sia's seat was empty until class started.

"Didn't Xia come to class today?" he asked Tiss, who was standing next to him.

"Her? She's a very busy person, and her status is quite extraordinary. She went to the Kapur International Gathering today, so she took leave from school," Tess said, shrugging.

"The Kapur International Gathering?" Caesar frowned slightly.

He remembered that this was the rally that had been protested against by peace organizations for a long time. The first Kapur rally was more than 30 years ago, after the end of the Three Kingdoms War. As the victorious powers, Fein and Surna divided up the resources of the Kingdom of Ururis and a number of surrounding small countries. Basically, most of the international conflicts today started from this rally.

Internationally, the participants in this gathering are also known as "those who share the cake."

His presence at this gathering gave him a very bad feeling.

During the first class today, the homeroom teacher, Taylor, suddenly interrupted the Iro language teacher and called out Solan Cook, the son of the director of the Department of Agriculture's office.

Caesar noticed a middle-aged man dressed as a butler standing at the classroom door, whispering something to Solan. Solan immediately felt as if his soul had been drained, and his legs went weak, causing him to collapse to the ground. Taylor had to carry him away.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a low voice.

"Shh." Leon gestured for him to be quiet.

“The Cook family’s property has been seized. His father was discovered to be a spy for Surna, secretly sending intelligence to Surna all along. It’s really pitiful. This will definitely affect him for a long time, and he probably won’t be able to study at St. Yarrow anymore,” Leon said regretfully.

“Things have been really unsettled lately. I heard there’s another big search in the kingdom. Caesar, you should be careful. If you encounter anyone suspicious, stay far away from them, or you might get implicated,” Tiss warned him. Then she whispered, “Especially the one next to you. Be careful. He looks like he would sell state secrets for money.”

"Hey, I want to betray you but you won't give me the chance. What could I possibly betray? The scandal of your grandfather actually wearing a wig all along?"

"You deserve a beating!" Tess said angrily.

As soon as Caesar got home today, he received a request to see Peyton.

It's probably about what happened yesterday. Such a big event, he must have to report it to His Majesty the Emperor.

After closing the door and entering the Boundless Heavenly Domain, Peyton was quickly pulled into the hall.

"Peyton, what brings you to see me?" he asked in a deep voice.

“Your Majesty, a large-scale magical out-of-control incident recently occurred in the city of Drendin in Fane. This is a report I have compiled regarding this incident. Please take a look.” Peyton respectfully handed over a stack of documents.

Caesar took it and looked at it; it was very detailed, almost the most comprehensive report on the event available on the market.

However, Payton was just an ordinary person, and the information he could obtain was very limited. The content of the report was almost identical to what was described in the newspaper.

“You did very well, Payton,” Caesar said.

“Thank you for your appreciation, Your Majesty,” Peyton said.

“However, I have already sent people to resolve this matter, so you do not need to worry about it anymore,” Caesar said.

"Huh?" Payton was taken aback.
His Majesty said he sent people to resolve the matter? Could it be that this incident is directly related to His Majesty?

Only then did Peyton realize he was getting senile; how could such a magical out-of-control incident not be related to His Majesty?

And it might even be a move orchestrated by His Majesty!
“Your subject obeys the decree!” Peyton replied immediately.

He had intended to subtly hint at the Coca-Cola trademark issue to Payton, but since he hadn't yet figured out what to say, he simply gave him a few instructions to keep an eye on shipbuilding technology and then dismissed him.

Not long after Peyton left, Clorin's phantom contacted him again, requesting entry into the Formless Heavenly Realm.

I roughly guessed why he came; it was probably for the same reason as Payton.

“Your Majesty,” Clorin knelt down upon arrival and said in a deep voice:

"Your subject has important matters to report,"

"explain."

"Recently, a magical out-of-control incident occurred in the city of Drendin in Fane. Although the official Fane authorities claimed that it was caused by a sorcerer losing control, according to the information I have, the cause of this out-of-control incident is the Rhine Bureau's containment object, the Book of No Thought. And according to the information I have received so far, the Rhine Bureau has not been able to reclaim this containment object, and it is still left outside."

“This object possesses powerful containment capabilities. If Your Majesty requires it, I will do my utmost to search for it,” Klorin said excitedly.

He came for this very reason. Progress on Uriel's side is slow, and he needs some good news to regain His Majesty's trust.

But then he heard the figure above say, "I have already sent people to handle this matter; you don't need to concern yourself with it."

"You've already sent someone to handle this?" Clorin looked up in surprise, but quickly lowered his head again when he realized he was looking directly at the queen.

His mind raced, and he quickly realized how naive he had been.

This king has more than just me as a subject. His power is probably much greater than I can imagine, and I am just one of his informants. There is no need for him to inform me of those higher-level plans.

Perhaps someone has already brought that contained item to His Majesty, right under his desk.

“Yes, Your Majesty, I obey.” He replied immediately.

"How are you handling Uriel's matter?"

Since he happened to be there, Caesar took the opportunity to ask.

Clorin was silent for a moment, then said, "Your Majesty, I am doing everything I can to find him. Please rest assured."

"I hope you can live up to the words you said," Caesar said slowly.

Klorin felt a bead of cold sweat slide down his forehead. He took a deep breath and thought to himself that he must never overstep his duty again before His Majesty.

(End of this chapter)