When two parties in a battle both reach Level 100, unless one has an overwhelmingly powerful offensive method like Kael, it's almost impossible to end the fight in a matter of minutes. Draudillon and Zesshi were each unleashing their attacking and defending skills, making the training ground a fiery spectacle. However, Kael, who was watching, slowly grew bored.
The purpose of arranging their fight was to let them get used to their own powers, which meant there wouldn't be a situation where a winner was decided or lives were taken.
"They'll probably fight for another half hour. How about... I get a bite to eat first?"
As Kael was thinking that, a [Message Magic] link connected to his brain nerves.
"This feeling... is this Fluder? What's up?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, Jircniv, the Emperor of the Baharuth Empire, wishes to see you. Do you have time to receive him?"
Fluder's voice came from the other end of the magic, reporting Jircniv's desire for an audience. It was a little unexpected, but not entirely. Jircniv had been in Destiny City for two days. During that time, he had been in contact with the Empire's nobles and generals through the personnel of the Church of Destiny, all arranged by Fluder, the former Imperial Court Arch-Wizard. The current situation of the Empire seemed dire, so it was only natural for the Emperor to be anxious.
"Alright, bring him to the training ground. I'll wait here."
Kael replied to Fluder's request with an indifferent tone. At present, he no longer needed to obtain any resources from the human nations. Instead, it was the human nations that needed his help. Therefore, he naturally had no special treatment for these kings, emperors, or queens.
Fluder was quite fast. In about five or six minutes, he led Jircniv, his Secretary, and two of the Four Knights to the training ground. As they entered the training ground, Jircniv and the others were immediately attracted by the fierce battle in the middle. Their steps slowed down slightly.
What kind of monsters are these!
If he wasn't mistaken, the monsters that were constantly emerging from the magic circles should be dragons. Could these creatures be commanded by humans? And that short warrior, just casually swinging her scythe, caused dragons that emanated a terrifying aura—one that could stop a child's crying—to wail and fall one by one!
"Your Majesty, those are powerful beings we cannot fight against."
Baziwood, one of the Four Knights, quietly approached Jircniv, giving his assessment in a barely audible voice. His gaze towards the training ground was full of solemnity.
Jircniv nodded imperceptibly. Although he personally had no significant strength, as an Emperor, he had witnessed many gladiator matches in the Imperial Arena. Not long ago, he was also fortunate enough to witness a true 'monster'. Therefore, even seeing the intense clash between Draudillon and Zesshi, he remained remarkably calm.
Isn't it normal for members of the Church of Destiny to have such power? If not, how could they defeat a terrifying organization like the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, and why would I have come in person to seek their aid?
Jircniv shifted his gaze from the training ground, turning to the man standing in the spectator area. This was the first time he had seen the so-called God of Destiny. The man was wearing an extremely precious white silk garment, floating ten centimeters from the ground, his whole body faintly glowing with a holy golden radiance. Behind him stood three incredibly beautiful women—one in a black-and-white maid's outfit, and the other two in nun's robes and a Japanese school uniform.
Jircniv wisely averted his eyes. He heard that this Lord's palace housed hundreds of beautiful women, even more than his, an Emperor. Unable to determine which was a beloved concubine, the best way was not to casually glance at the women around him. Moreover, he had come to ask for help. Making the other party angry was not a wise move.
Following Fluder who was approaching, Jircniv was contemplating how to greet Kael, when the old man suddenly knelt on the ground without hesitation.
"I, Your Majesty, Jircniv Rune Farlord El Nix, the Emperor of the Baharuth Empire, have come for an audience."
This...
Jircniv and his entourage standing behind Fluder exchanged glances. As the former Imperial Court Arch-Wizard, even though Fluder had resigned, the people of the Empire still held him in high regard. Now that the old man had knelt, should they also kneel?
Jircniv frowned slightly. As an Emperor, for the sake of the kingdom's dignity, it was impossible for him to prostrate himself before others in public. However, he did need to show respect to this Lord. Thinking of this, Jircniv turned and motioned for his attendants to bow just like Fluder.
However, before Baziwood and the others could understand, a voice rang out first.
"No need to bow, rise."
The voice seemed to be addressed to Fluder, but also to all of them. Kael did not turn his head, his eyes still fixed on the two fighting in the training ground, and he spoke in a calm tone. Fluder, upon receiving permission, respectfully expressed his gratitude before slowly rising. Jircniv, as per the other party's request, did not kneel but bowed slightly to show respect.
"Speak, what do you want with coming to see me?"
"Yes!"
Jircniv stepped forward to answer. Although it was a bit direct, the other party's attitude was also in line with his wishes. He immediately said, "Your Majesty, we have come to request that the Church of Destiny extend its aid to the Empire and help us eliminate the undead forces currently causing chaos on the borders."
Kael was not surprised. Nazarick had destroyed several cities in the Empire. Although they only performed rituals to transform high-level undead in the Imperial Capital, all the citizens in that city were slaughtered. Other cities also experienced the natural phenomenon of undead conversion. If they were just ordinary zombies, ghouls, and other low-level undead, the Imperial legion could easily suppress them. However, a Death Knight was not a monster the Empire could deal with. After all, the current Empire did not have an Arch-Wizard who could use sixth-tier magic.
"Eliminating the undead is easy, but what can the Baharuth Empire give me?"
Jircniv had clearly anticipated this question and replied, "One million gold coins, and from now on, the Church of Destiny will be the state religion of the Empire, enjoying twenty percent of the annual financial subsidy, and all imperial citizens must worship you. How do you find these terms?"
Kael glanced at Jircniv. "That's not enough. I want you to surrender the position of Emperor. Can you accept such a condition?"
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