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In the palace, the hurried footsteps of attendants echoed through the long corridors.

The 72-year-old Emperor Herbert II was taking a nap on his throne when he was suddenly awakened by a report coming from outside the door.

Gu Yuan's appearance made him open his eyes and come back to his senses.

"Oh? Has our hero arrived?"

He braced himself against the gilded armrests, straightened his slightly hunched back, and said, "Quickly, invite him over. I have something important to discuss with him."

God knows how restless he was during those days waiting for Gu Yuan to appear.

Those demons from the northern continent have gone too far, actually venturing deep into the empire's borders...

If it hadn't been discovered in advance, who knows how many people they would have eaten before they were satisfied.

The attendant bowed and accepted the order: "Yes."

Turning around, and waiting until his figure completely disappeared at the entrance of the hall, the emperor heard a series of footsteps behind him, so light they were almost swallowed by the air.

"His Majesty."

The voice was like an autumn leaf falling, old and hoarse.

"We must not rush things. I understand your feelings for the country and its people, but the identity of that hero... is not yet confirmed."

The speaker was the Imperial Advisor, who was sixty-eight years old this year. His black robe made his beard and hair appear even whiter.

As one of the world's leading powers, there must always be someone standing by the emperor's side to help him solve his problems.

Gu Yuan is too mysterious. He killed Qi Bengxian as soon as he appeared, which makes it hard not to wonder if he is a powerful warrior from the southern kingdoms.

What is your purpose in coming to the Central Kingdom?

Herbert II turned around at the sound, and although his aged body was somewhat slow, it did not cause him much trouble.

His gaze was fixed on the elder who slowly emerged from the passage, his knuckles tapping the armrest of the throne, his tone remaining steady:

"It's you, Imperial Advisor... Yes, I was indeed unaware of his identity, but that doesn't affect my reliance on him to oversee the Central Continent."

The emperor stated his reasons, each word as if carefully considered with immense weight.

"You must be well aware of the existence of the demon race. They are ambitious and want to invade my unified empire by conquering the northern kingdoms."

"Currently, the powerful humans in the northern kingdoms are struggling to hold them off."

"If we don't prepare in advance, we will one day follow in their footsteps."

To be honest, there are quite a few strong individuals within the unified empire, but almost none of them can kill the Seven Sages.

As a community bound by fate, the northern kingdoms had demonstrated the power of the demon race to them…

Flying, burrowing underground, distorting reality, teleporting, manipulating gravity... almost anything is possible.

Since then, the emperor has remained silent on the matter, attempting to suppress the spread of the news to avoid inducing panic.

The Imperial Advisor took a deep breath, his chest heaving. Although he could understand His Majesty's actions, he couldn't help but feel somewhat worried.

He tapped his cane lightly on the ground, the tip of which made a soft sound, slowly revealing the sorrow in his heart—no, to be precise, a reminder.

Staring at His Majesty.

"Aren't you afraid that he will use force to seize power in the future?"

"You know, he's a powerful outsider."

Such people are usually arrogant and ambitious.

If the emperor's offer is not met, it might turn into a dangerous situation.

Herbert II was well aware of this situation.

He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, his aged fingers unconsciously turning the jade thumb ring on his thumb, the cool touch calming his thoughts slightly.

Then, an unexpected answer was given.

"Fear." A single word, crisp and decisive.

The Imperial Advisor's eyes widened in surprise; he had never imagined that His Majesty would admit it so bluntly.

The emperor continued, his voice tinged with a weary weariness that suggested he had seen through everything:

"However, I am more worried about the demise of the empire than the dispersion of power."

He sat up straight and gazed into the distance.

"If you, Grand Preceptor, were in my position, you would understand that in the face of disaster, power is merely fleeting."

"If he can protect our country, what's wrong with marrying my granddaughter to him?"

The Imperial Advisor opened his dry lips, but no sound came out.

No, how did they start discussing getting married? Does the little princess know?

Just as he was about to ask further, Herbert II raised his hand to interrupt him, the gesture leaving no room for doubt.

"No need to say anything more, my mind is made up."

The emperor's tone became firm again, "In the current era, the humans who can kill the Seven Sages of the Collapsed are the most powerful fighting force on the continent."

"From a moral and rational standpoint, and from both a public and private perspective, I cannot ignore this."

"Get ready to receive him."

Well, after hearing His Majesty say this, the Imperial Advisor understood that everything was beyond redemption.

He now understood why they were in such a hurry—they were afraid that Gu Yuan would be snatched away by other countries.

Such talent is rare and hard to find.

If it falls into the hands of the northern kingdoms, once they recover from their war with the demons, they might turn around and plunder the territory of the unified empire.

It would be strange if the emperor didn't value it.

"Someone come here."

Herbert II clapped his hands and ordered a banquet and music to be prepared. He also planned to invite several princesses of marriageable age later, and then waited for Gu Yuan's arrival.

No relationship is closer than an emotional bond.

Everything is being arranged in an orderly manner.

……

……

At this moment, the pilgrimage on the street ended as the old man explained the situation.

Gu Yuan was suddenly enlightened, never expecting that the sacred object was so holy in the eyes of the believers in the central city.

Seeing a book is like seeing a god... This worship of goddesses has probably reached the level of fanaticism.

"So, where exactly did you obtain this sacred object?"

The old man stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Gu Yuan and the book in his hand, his brow furrowed.

"I don't think they'd give this to you unconditionally."

This behavior is no less than breaking into someone's house and taking their safe right in front of them.

As a bishop who was over sixty years old, this was the first time he had ever seen such a situation.

Gu Yuan considered his words for a moment, preparing to answer, but then remembered his purpose and decided to talk as they walked.

"Let's go to the church headquarters first."

He gently pulled on the reins, and the red dragon snorted impatiently.

"There are too many people here; it's not a good thing."

Indeed, while kneeling just now was a sign of respect for the goddess, it had already attracted a lot of curious glances.

Given the presence of monsters... the old man nodded: "Please follow me."

He turned and walked toward a block, waving to his entourage to clear the way.

Seeing this, Gu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, gave Millie Aldey a look behind him, signaling her to follow him, and then stepped forward to follow closely behind.

On the way, Gu Yuan mentally contacted the Holy Scripture, asking what he should do after entering the headquarters.

However, after asking for a long time, the Holy Scripture did not respond, as if it had lost contact.

Because of this moment—

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Within the world of will,

The holy scripture bowed slightly, facing the goddess of creation.

The goddess opened her eyes, her pupils shimmering with a gentle golden light.