Chapter 568: 0568: Meeting (Additional 2200, Seeking Monthly Tickets)
As a steward, if he were to pass word estate for someone who casually wanted an audience with him, he’d be packing his bags on the following day.
He was waiting for the visitor to announce a surname or title that would strike a chord.
Being someone who was well versed in imperial nobility and familiar with the Farrell family’s social circles, Reno was pretty sure that this individual was not within their network.
Despite the visitor’s politeness and perfection that could set a standard for nobility etiquette, Reno could not identify him.
“Angus Gold!”
The young man across the table announced his surname, “You will inform him, won’t you?”
“Ye….Yes.”
The old steward was slightly taken aback, but he regained his composure almost immediately, “I should inform the master.”
With these words, he turned around, stepped into the study, “Master… Mr. Dale Angus asks for an audience!”
“Let him in.”
Su Lu raised a cup of red tea, his expression full of amusement.
He knew that once his ‘cover was blown’, devotees of the Demon would find him. However, he never expected the devotee to be a familiar face.
He was curious as to why the devotee had left the White Eagle Federation and come to the Chris Empire.
‘Has he reached the sixth rank already?’
Su Lu muttered to himself.
As for why the visitor did not directly ‘teleport’ to the study?
Haha… If Dale dared act so impolitely, Su Lu would slap him dead instantly!
A charge of blasphemy in any church is punishable by death.
It did not take long for Reno to lead a young man into the study room and thoughtfully close the door behind them.
As soon as Reno closed the door, Dale abruptly felt like the space of the study was isolated from the outside.
‘Is it because… he is of divine rank existence?’
Keeping his head bowed respectfully, he dared not look directly at Su Lu, “The venerable Mr. Gregory, I deliver my master’s regards.”
Clearly, even though Dale Angus Gold rose in the ranks by pleasing the Demon through the previous Shewinado resurrection event, he still could not see through Su Lu’s ‘disguise’.
He didn’t even realize that the divine being standing before him was Su Lu whom he had met several times before.
‘Apparently…the Demon had not given him this revelation, that’s wickedly amusing.’
Su Lu grumbled to himself, a flash of gold sparking in his eyes.
He saw that behind Dale was the real demonic entity, about a dozen meters in height, and surrounded by filthy evil radiance that burned like fire.
‘Apparently, he has ascended in rank, and it’s not the route of the [Void Mysterious Demon] but one more similar to the mythical ‘Flame Demon’.’
“I have received it.”
Su Lu finally responded, lightening the tense air.
Dale let out a sigh of relief. He knew that such duty was fraught with danger, and even if he was of the sixth rank, he could be reduced to ashes in the divine being’s wrath.
It seemed, however, that this divine being did not bear much hostility towards him, “Besides… my Lord has commissioned me to introduce you to the current Emperor of Chris Empire – Antonio Cesar. He hopes that you two can reach some form of agreement.”
“Is it to do with when the crown is to be sanctified?” Su Lu asked.
“Yes, the Emperor has made deals with my Lord and a few others of existence,” Dale did not react at all to this.
Even though the Caesar family’s plan to cultivate a divine being was top secret at the moment.
If an esteemed and divine presence residing in Sacreid didn’t know, that would be rather abnormal.
“It seems, this time the Cesar have high ambitions.” Su Lu asked, “Who have they made agreements with?”
“Apart from the visible Church of the God of War… the Lord of Madness is the deity most supportive of them. Moreover, they have made compromises with Lady Moon at a price. Mr. Mist’s attitude is more ambiguous, and maybe one or two orthodox churches might be swaying…”
Mr. Mist is an evil god passed down in the old continent. With aliases such as ‘The Beast of Mist’ and ‘Bloodthirsty Kira’, he was said to be a monstrous beast fond of devouring life forces.
“And what role does the Demon play in it?” Su Lu was confused, “If your master offered his full support, it seems that the Caesar family would have a higher chance of winning…”
“My Lord will not incite conflict with the Supreme Level deities… He prefers… to remain behind the scenes.”
Dale Angus Gold answered decisively.
‘So he likes watching play?’
Su Lu was somewhat speechless. However, on second thought, he had no reason to side with the Seven Major Orthodox Churches. Instead, he was interested in pushing forward a decoy who would absorb attacks, “I would support Antonius Caesar if he is willing to give certain considerations.”
Moreover, he covertly weighed the situation. The only orthodox gods left on the Old Continent were Earth, Ocean, Fire, Knowledge, and Storm, since Light was inclined towards the new continent and the War betrayed them. That made the challenge only from four righteous gods.
Even more so, their real bodies were not in the present world, the best they could do was to descend incarnations!
On the other hand, Antonio Caesar already had several evil gods standing by his side, with one of them being the real Shewinado!
The odds of winning should not be insignificant; otherwise, he would not dare to challenge the divine position so recklessly.
“That would be fantastic. I trust Emperor Caesar to make the correct choice!” A hint of delight on Dale’s face,” When would be the best time for a meeting?”
“The celebration is looming, the Federation will take action specifically for this, so the sooner the better, let’s do it tonight.”
Based on what Dunstan mentioned about the White Eagle Federation’s response, even if they didn’t know that someone from the Caesar family was preparing to challenge the Divine, they certainly knew that a dramatic change was about to happen on the Old Continent.
And then, Sacreid would definitely be vibrant with activity.
“It seems that tonight, the Night King Palace will have another distinguished guest.”
Dale bent his waist to bow, a burst of flame ignited from under his feet, and his figure vanished from sight.
…
Night King Palace.
A middle-aged man was sitting on the throne.
He had the characteristic golden hair and silver eyes of the Caesar family. His face was resolute, like a marble statue.
What was more daunting was that there was no trace of ‘human breath’ on him, as if he had extinguished all human emotions.
He was the present Emperor of Chris Empire, Antonio Caeser!
In classified documents, he was known for his madness and obsession in starting a war against the whole world. He was also known as the ‘Mad King’, considered the man who would extinguish the last glimmer of Chris Empire.
No one knew that the emperor, who enjoyed ranting and raving, was so hysterical during cabinet meetings when he was alone, he could actually be so composed.
In the darkness, he suddenly opened his eyes and came over to the long table right in front of him.
Rendered in black and white, the surrounding scenes hastily lose their original color, turning into a monochrome picture.
A young man dressed in white appeared at the other end of the long table, took a seat slowly.
“Welcome to your arrival, great existence.”
Antonio faced this divine being and bowed his noble head.