367 Lucien’s Plan (1/2)

Chapter 367: Lucien’s Plan

Translator: Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion

Lucien did not expect that the ring from the Holm Crown prize would be given to him so fast, after all, the ring-maker, Morris, was very unwilling to give him the ring. It was only two days away from the weekend.

Unlike Aalto, in Allyn, weekend always referred to Sunday.

Florencia's voice in the electromagnetic message magic sounded amused, ”You were taken away in the Will of Elements's headquarters, and my teacher, Morris, feels very embarrassed. That's why.”

After pausing a bit, Florencia then sounded more serious, ”At least, with the three Holm Crown rings and the magic robe from the Immortal Throne, you will be able to survive when facing a senior-rank sorcerer.”

”Really?” Lucien was quite surprised. As the leaders of the Will of Elements had no idea of the fact that his cognition world had been primarily substantialized, how could they be sure that the rings could help him so much?

Florencia giggled, ”This time, the magic spells enchanted in the rings are precious. My teacher's being generous and the two spells match each other very well. Of course, he regretted immediately after the rings were made. And he even tried to cancel the banquet on the ceremony to save some tiny money.”

Lucien asked curiously, ”May I know what the two seventh-circle spells are?”

”Umm… It's a secret. You'll see.” Florencia laughed. ”Keep your curiosity, so you can stay young.”

Then, the electromagnetic signal was cut off. Lucien could not help his curiosity and so he started to leaf through Astrology and Magic Elements and Senior-rank Magic Book, guessing what two enchanted magic effects would be given to him.

At the other end of the office, Alferris was lying on the couch, counting its salary for this month.

...

In a retreat room in Radiance Church.

Rakers, the leader of the noble parliament, King's Griffin, was having a meeting with the grand cardinal Philibell, the leader of the Inquisition Vaharall, and some other leaders from the Church.

”Rakers, I know what you mean, and I do agree with you. I'll report this to the Holy City.” The usual anger on Philibell's face had disappeared, but only tiredness was left.

In the Kingdom of Holm and the rest of the three countries, the Church's power was inferior to that of the Congress of Magic. After all, most of the Congress' legendary archmages were in Allyn, while the Church's powerful leaders were mostly spread out, and gathering them together was not an easy thing, as there were still other threats that the Church had to take into consideration.

Although the leader of the Knights of Grail, Stone, had always been a supporter for launching the war, right now he was rather calm, ”We're more assured now, knowing the nobles' attitude. We hope that once the opportunity is available, you can be prepared. We'll handle the rest of the things.”

Stone was not a fool. When the Congress was fully prepared, launching a war against it was obviously not an ideal thing for the Church to do.

Although Vaharall and Varantine were definitely not happy with the result, the changing attitude of the nobles was still a comfort to them.

”But according to what I know, some of the major nobles such as James and Russel are still more on the Congress' side. Do you have any suggestions, Rakers?” asked Philibell about the inner division among the nobles.

Rakers nodded seriously, ”The so-called Liberal nobles are in fact not too big of a threat. They don't have many people on their side… only about ten percent. Their power is not even half of the power of the nobles who support the Church. As for the rest of the nobles, although they claim themselves to be neutral, I'm sure that they don't reject the Church. They can join us if the offer is generous.”

As a knight, Stone knew the nobles better, ”Rakers, you've forgotten the fact that most of the nobles are still on the same side of their lords. You're neither the king of Holm nor the successor.”

If the offer was not generous enough to make the nobles crazy, they were still going to support their lord. Without the lord, sooner or later they were going to fall apart. And once they had to rely on the Church, it would be almost impossible for them to gain independence again.

Rakers remained silent for a while and his voice became deeper, ”I'll convince the king.”

”King Feltis is old now, and his knight level isn't high. In a few years, maybe he will receive the call from God. Can you find the opportunity in the next few years?” Philibell shook his head. As the grand cardinal who was responsible for providing medical care to the king, he knew the king's health condition very well.

Looking gloomy, Rakers did not deny.

Philibell looked at the rest of them and said in a plain tone, ”But the prince is too partial to the Congress.”

”…The prince is too partial to the Congress…” repeated Rakers in low voice.

...

At eight o'clock on Sunday night, the division of the Will of Elements in Allyn was brilliantly illuminated. The grand hall was filled with the sound of glasses clinking against each other.

”Lucien, Morris isn't in a good mood recently, and I don't think he'll recover in a short period of time. If there's nothing special, you'd better stay away from him.” Holding the glass, Gaston joked.

On the other side of the hall, Morris forced a smile on his face and was being busy with greeting other senior-rank sorcerers.