The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

The Lord's Mansion in the Western Maple Domain.

The entire area is shrouded in high-level formations year-round, with patterns hidden in the void, circulating endlessly.

That is why, even though no one has lived here or maintained it for many years, everything here has been kept in an almost obsessive level of cleanliness.

The stone steps were spotless, the pillars looked brand new, and even in the corners of the courtyard, there was not a trace of disorder.

It's as if time itself has been artificially "arranged" here.

However, no matter how ingenious the formation, it cannot undo one thing.

Popularity.

An overly clean environment can make a space feel empty.

Without the echo of footsteps, without the usual hustle and bustle and conversation, this vast mansion exudes an undeniable sense of loneliness and desolation.

In a broad sense, the so-called "Lord's Mansion" extends inward from the outermost garden square, encompassing the entire core administrative area.

Courts of Justice, tax authorities, archives, wizarding academies...

Buildings with different functions are scattered throughout the area, connected by arrays and roads, together supporting the operation of the entire Western Maple Domain.

In a narrower sense, "lord's mansion" specifically refers to the core area where the lord himself resides, practices, and makes decisions.

It was a huge and luxurious building complex.

The building is divided into inner and outer sections, with a total of nine courtyards, each layer building upon the previous one, like a series of meticulously crafted folds of space.

Each courtyard has its own unique style.

In some courtyards, maple trees are planted all over.

Its branches and leaves are lush and red, and it is very similar to the extraordinary maple tree that west Ye once controlled.

Some courtyards have been transformed into experimental areas.

The alchemy table, magic rune inscription array, and material decomposition room are all complete, and there is even a closed space specifically for processing the remains of monsters, faintly exuding the smell of blood and medicine.

The nine courtyards are not isolated or separated.

A series of winding paths connect them to each other.

The stone path winds its way through the forest and around the water, eventually converging into the deepest part.

That pavilion suspended in mid-air.

That is the lord's true residence.

At this moment, in this vast lord's mansion, a slightly petite figure was squatting by a path.

Beverly had a droopy face, was half-squatting, and was holding a cleaning cloth in her hand. She looked a little dejected.

She looked up and around. Courtyards connected to courtyards, pavilions nested within pavilions, layer upon layer, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"Well……"

She couldn't help but mutter something under her breath, her tone full of helplessness:
"How can this lord's mansion be so big...?"

"There's just not enough to clean up..."

"After inspecting one courtyard, there's another... and another..."

His voice grew softer and softer, eventually even carrying a hint of despair.

But ironically, when she first entered the manor, she had patted her chest and made a promise to Master Lin En.

The entire lord's manor must be managed in an orderly and prosperous manner.

We absolutely cannot let the master lose points in the assessment during his tenure as a supervisor.

Thinking of this, Beverly puffed out her cheeks, as if to encourage herself.

Immediately, she stood up with a "whoosh" and deftly rolled up her sleeves.

Two fair arms were exposed, their skin delicate, like newly sprouted lotus roots, gleaming softly in the sunlight.

She raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead, her face slightly flushed, but she still gritted her teeth and continued:

"No slacking off..."

"What I promised the master, I must do!"

And so, that figure busied himself in the courtyard once again.

At this very moment, in the vast lord's mansion, there were only two truly "living" people.

Besides Beverly and Lynn, the puppet creatures scattered throughout the various courtyards were ones that Beverly had placed in advance.

They moved silently, following predetermined instructions, assisting with cleaning, moving, and tidying up, giving the empty mansion a little more of a sense of "operation".

Between movement and stillness, a semblance of life was barely maintained.

Meanwhile, Lynn had already rushed back to the deepest part of the lord's manor.

Inside that suspended pavilion, the main gate was wide open.

He did not go inside, but sat down directly on the threshold.

With one foot on the outside, he appeared casual yet subtly focused and tense.

The primordial seed between his brows was faintly shimmering.

The pale green sheen flickered, rising and falling like breath.

Extremely subtle fluctuations emanated from it, as if it were communicating and searching with some deeper being.

Time flows by silently.

After a long while, Lynn suddenly opened his eyes, and in that instant, the look in his eyes suddenly brightened.

"found it."

"The complete system from wizard apprentice... to Moonlit Wizard..."

Lynn murmured softly.

He finally found the inheritance from "Lord Guizhen of the Cloud Realm" deep within the Primordial Seed.

Those were not scattered fragments of knowledge.

Instead, it is a complete, bottom-up, rigorously structured, and clearly organized system of cultivation.

It comprehensively covers all stages of the wizarding path: wizard apprentice, professional wizard, morning star wizard, and moonlight wizard.

Lynn slowly exhaled, his mind sank, and he became completely absorbed in the task.

Instead of rushing straight to advanced content, he started from the very basics and worked his way up.

We meticulously reviewed, compared, and corrected everything, identifying and filling in any gaps.

Fortunately, the meditation method he practiced back then was the Azure Sky Meditation Method.

This lineage originally belonged to the internal system of the Natural God Dynasty, and there was a natural fit between it and this inheritance.

Therefore, the knowledge he acquired during his apprenticeship and formal wizarding stages was largely accurate.

Only a few details contain deviations and omissions.

These problems do not touch the root of the problem; they can be gradually corrected and filled in later.

Lynn felt slightly relieved.

His attention then turned to the truly crucial part: the Morning Star Wizard stage.

"...Level 4, Level 5, Level 6."

His eyes flickered slightly as he quickly scanned the corresponding structural divisions.

"These three levels constitute the complete stages of the Morning Star Realm."

What truly determines the difference between these three realms is not simply the accumulation of spiritual power, or anything else, but the power of rules.

"Every leap in realm requires comprehending and mastering a complete rule of power."

"Level 4, one question."

"Level 5, two paths."

"Level 6, three questions."

A glint of light flashed in Lynn's eyes.

“Each power of rule, in the process of being controlled, is further divided into three levels…”

"Anchor of Echoes".

"Anchor of Resonance".

"Anchor of the Mind".

From simple to complex, progressing step by step.

Thinking of this, Lynn suddenly paused slightly, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

"...I have now completed the entire journey once."

The next moment, he slowly raised his palm.

With long, slender fingers outstretched, fine lines on the palm are clearly visible.

And between those palm lines, a faint green glow quietly emerged.

The light was not dazzling.

Yet it carries an indescribable sense of "generation" and "evolution".

It seems that the origin of everything is contained within it.

That was his rule of creation.

Lynn's gaze was calm, his mind slowly merging with that green glow.

In my memory, one feeling after another was awakened and sorted out.

"Anchor of Echoes..."

He spoke in a low voice.

That was the initial stage.

During that phase, his control over "creating rules" was almost passive.

Rules are like a torrent, and he is merely an entity swept along within them.

Barely touched, barely guided.

If you are not careful, it will backfire.

"Anchor of Resonance..."

As the thought progressed, a faint green glow emanated from his palm.

It has become more stable.

It is softer.

“At this stage, I developed a genuine connection with the rules.”

It is no longer a one-sided burden.

Rather, it is a two-way response.

He can smoothly mobilize and create rules as if they were his own arm.

The power no longer backfires, but instead becomes a natural extension.

More importantly, the rules are no longer confined to the body.

A sharp glint flashed in Lynn's eyes.

"The field of rules".

With itself at the core, the rules spread outward, forming a stable "field".

Within this range, his power will be amplified.

External interference and hostile forces will be suppressed or weakened.

This is a signature ability of the Morning Star Wizard.

"As for... the anchor of the mind..."

Lynn's voice lowered slightly.

The green luster in the palm of his hand suddenly became even more vibrant at that moment.

It was as if it possessed some kind of "will".

"At this level... rules are no longer external things."

"More like... a tamed being."

The feeling vaguely surfaced in his mind, like a wild beast that was originally unruly being completely subdued and quietly lying at his side.

They are even as docile as cats, and can be manipulated and shaped at will.

Meanwhile, a completely new structure will emerge in the spiritual world.

"The Realm of the Heart..."

That is the product of the complete fusion of the power of rules and the magic of rules.

It is no longer a scattered call, but a systematic existence.

Rules operate within it, magic takes shape within it, and everything is unified.

Lynn slowly closed his five fingers, and the green glow in his palm disappeared.

The look in his eyes grew increasingly clear.

"Levels four, five, six... in essence, nothing has changed."

"The only difference... is the amount of power of the rules."

But this seemingly simple "increase in quantity" actually means a significant increase in difficulty.

Different rules are not inherently compatible.

They can clash, repel, or even tear each other apart.

What the wizard needs to do is to forcibly integrate these rules within his body, maintain balance, and even allow them to coexist and resonate.

As the saying goes, a triangle is the most stable shape.

When the power of the second rule was integrated into the body, the conflict was already apparent; and when the third rule was truly embedded...

That kind of tearing and rejection would almost completely crush the wizard himself.

Rules can never coexist peacefully.

They oppose, compete with, and collide with each other, like three torrents forcibly converging in the same narrow river channel.

That process was incredibly difficult and extremely painful.

However, once completed.

The three forces of law will then pull and balance each other within the body, eventually forming an extremely stable structure.

Like an invisible triangular fulcrum.

They are locked together and support each other.

At that moment, all conflicts ceased to be threats and instead became sources of stability.

This stability is precisely the limit of assurance that the Morning Star Wizard can achieve.

They are also the only means by which they reach a higher level.

"This... is the threshold."

Lynn's gaze darkened slightly.

"The stable structure built by the power of the three rules... is the minimum requirement for breaking through to the next realm."

The next moment, his gaze slowly moved upwards, landing on the records at a higher level.

"The Moonlit Wizard..."

He uttered those four words softly, and a faint sense of pressure arose in his chest.

That wasn't an emotion, but rather stemmed from the weight of knowledge itself.

He continued reading, and just the first sentence alone gave him a jolt.

Without any preamble or concealment, the inheritance of the Natural Divine Dynasty is as direct as ever, presenting its core essence without any disguise.

"The constant of the soul, the primordial seed, the cycle of truth."

These nine short characters felt like three incredibly heavy mountains crashing down.

Lynn's pupils contracted slightly.

He could clearly feel the weight contained in just the word "see".

In the world of wizards, knowledge is never just light symbols or words; it has "weight".

The closer one gets to the truth, the clearer that profound feeling becomes.

At this moment, what he was in contact with was the core of the Radiant Moon level.

Almost at the same time, his gaze sharpened slightly and landed on one of the words.

"...The primordial seed."

Lynn subconsciously raised her hand and touched her forehead.

There, a tender green seed lies dormant, emitting a barely perceptible ripple.

"This is the primordial seed left behind by Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen..."

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"If this is also a core part of the Radiant Moon system... that being... must be at least above this level."

In fact, it's much more than that.

The thought had barely crossed Lynn's mind when he suppressed it.

This level of speculation is of little significance to him at present, and may even interfere with his judgment.

He quickly regained his composure and focused his attention back on the inheritance itself.

The explanation of the Moonlit phase continues the previous structure.

There is no break in continuity; everything is in line with the past. And it is precisely because of this that many key points become clear at this moment.

"The power of three rules..."

Lynn repeated in a low voice.

Each rule of power will evolve into a corresponding structure within the body.

Firstly, the external setting is the "rule field".

Both are internalized as the "mind's realm".

When all three rules are in place, the external environment is filled with overlapping and intersecting three rule fields, eventually stabilizing into a complete triangular structure.

They echoed each other and supported each other.

In the spiritual realm, the three realms of the mind also construct an internally stable system.

Internal and external coordination, and unity between superiors and subordinates.

At that moment, a level six Morning Star Wizard had already reached the so-called "extreme realm".

The next step forward will lead to a qualitative change.

"Just one step away..."

Lynn's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

"Then you may attempt... to step into the Radiant Moon."

The key to this final step lies not in the rules themselves, but in a completely new concept.

"The true self".

When he saw this word, a subtle change finally appeared in his expression.

"...The true self?"

Lynn frowned slightly. This was the first time he had felt a clear "disconnect" within the entire system.

All the preceding content, whether it be the power of rules, the rule field, or the realm of the mind, can be gradually understood through cultivation, comprehension, and deduction.

This word, however, seems particularly abstract, even somewhat vague.

He didn't stop, but continued looking down.

Soon, the true nature of the seventh-level radiant moon was clearly revealed.

"The constant of the soul".

Lynn read it out softly.

"The so-called seventh-level radiant moon... in essence, is to establish one's own 'soul constant'."

That is a force sufficient to define the "Basic Law" within a certain scope.

In other words, wizards are no longer just adapting to the rules of the world, but are beginning to participate in their creation.

Even if the scope is limited, it is still a fundamental leap.

To achieve this, the first step is to "condense," to condense one's own essential soul.

Lynn's gaze quickly swept over the subsequent constituent conditions.

"Three elements..."

His thoughts gradually became clearer.

The first level consists of the power of three rules, which is the foundation and the framework.
The second layer, the three rule fields, is an external extension and a fulcrum for interacting with reality;
The third level, the Three Realms of the Mind, is an inner integration and the core structure of the spiritual realm.

The combination of these three elements, both internal and external, forms a complete "existential model".

But not enough.

Lynn's gaze finally settled on the last line.

That line of text was shorter than any of the previous ones, yet it was the most crucial.

"...the true self."

Everything that has been constructed so far—the power of rules, the field of rules, the realm of the mind—seems grand, but it progresses layer by layer.

Ultimately, it is nothing more than a "carrier".

What truly determines everything is never the structure itself, but the core that he has not yet truly understood.

"The true self".

Lynn's gaze darkened slightly, his mind involuntarily following that vein.

The path of a wizard is a long and winding ascent.

Starting as a wizarding apprentice, through countless failures and trials, he barely managed to step into the realm of a formal wizard.

Then, at the cost of time, we accumulate little by little, break through time and time again, and climb to the steps of the morning star.

Finally, I stood before the gates of Radiant Moon.

But the door is not something you can simply open with your hand.

Before knocking on the door, you must first "see" yourself.

Understand their true nature and know what they seek.

When asked what his lifelong spiritual practice was for, he replied...

If you can't answer that question, then even the most perfect structure is nothing more than an empty shell.

Only by truly finding one's "true self" and reducing all the chaos to a single point can one be qualified to reach out and knock on the door.

At that moment, the Path of the Shining Moon truly began.

Lynn slowly exhaled, and a most essential summary gradually formed in his mind:
"Use your core will, character, and even your obsession with 'truth' to unify everything that came before."

The power of three rules.

Triple rule field.

Three realms of the mind.

These "three elements" are thoroughly integrated and condensed with the "true self," ultimately becoming one.

That is the soul constant. At this moment, this term is no longer abstract.

It is not just power, but also a "right to define".

The moment the Soul Constant is born, everything will change.

The entire structure built during the Morning Star stage—the power of rules, the field of rules, the mental realm…

They no longer exist separately.

Instead, it involves unified collapse and reconstruction.

Ultimately, it evolved into a higher-level whole.

"Rule domain".

That image faintly appeared in Lynn's eyes.

Within this domain lies all the accumulation of the Morning Star stage.

But their essence is completely different.

The Soul Constant is the most fundamental protocol, the core law, and the most unshakable foundation of this "domain".

From this moment on, the rule domain is no longer entirely subject to the external environment.

External laws may exist, but they no longer have absolute priority.

Lynn's thoughts became exceptionally clear at that moment.

"Whether it's magma or the void..."

"Once you step into the domain of the Radiant Moon Wizard... all the 'constants' will be based on the wizard's soul."

This is not a simple resistance, nor a clash of forces, but a rewrite.

The most direct manifestation can be summed up in just four words:
"Words become law."

If the wizard spoke within the domain, "Gravity, double it."

Then, the rules of this space will change accordingly.

It is no longer a temporary impact, but rather something that has been defined and established.

This represents a fundamental leap from "borrowing the power of the world" to "establishing the rules of the world."

In this realm, the wizard himself is like the master of the world.

With a single thought, all things follow.

Lynn felt a slight tremor in his heart.

This level is no longer simply about being "powerful," but rather about approaching "domination."

Just then, his gaze was suddenly drawn to a line of small characters at the end of the inheritance.

That line of text was extremely inconspicuous, yet it made his pupils shrink slightly.

"The Dawn Star's Extreme Realm, before the Radiant Moon knocks on the door... If you choose to take that step, there is no turning back."

Lynn's breath hitched slightly, but he continued reading.

"When they knock on the door, the wizards will leave the real world."

"To delve into higher-level rules and dimensions, and achieve the final condensation and breakthrough."

"If it succeeds... everything will succeed on its own."

"If defeated... my soul and body will perish, but my very rules will give back to the Wizarding Continent."

These few words, without any embellishment, are chilling.

"……I see."

Lynn slowly exhaled, his expression tightening slightly.

"No wonder Xiye disappeared so suddenly..."

That's not hiding, but rather leaving that level.

"No wonder..."

"What kind of expression would the other three lords have?"

That wasn't just a simple precaution.

Instead, they were watching an old acquaintance step into a place where life and death were uncertain.

The image of that figure standing amidst the sea of ​​maple leaves involuntarily surfaced in Lynn's mind.

As always, he was composed, even with a casual smile.

"That guy..."

He shook his head slightly, his expression complex.

"Behind the cheerful and carefree demeanor... he had actually come to this."

There is no way out, nor is there any need to retreat.

Lynn had no idea what the outcome would be.

Today, he has only just begun to grasp the outline of this path.

They haven't even really seen the "door" clearly yet.

Let alone judging the success or failure of someone who has already reached the door.

After a moment of silence, he simply closed his eyes and gave a simple response in his heart.

I hope you succeed.

Otherwise, it would be too regrettable if he were to perish here.

Moreover, Lynn's lips twitched slightly, carrying a faint meaning.

"If he were to die right here at the gate... it would have made Nan Shuang's victory far too easy. Don't let her look down on us..."

After reading all the content about the first level of the Radiant Moon Wizard, the seventh level of Radiant Moon, and the condensation of the "Soul Constant".

Lynn slowly closed her eyes and raised her hand to rub her temples.

"call……"

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

In the wizarding world, knowledge has always had "weight".

The closer you get to the essence, the heavier it becomes.

For wizards who have truly reached the pinnacle of the Morning Star realm, knowledge at the seventh level may only be "within the threshold."

It is still within an acceptable range.

But Lynn was only at the late stage of level four.

This advanced system, which is close to "forbidden," already brought obvious pressure to him.

It's not physical fatigue.

Rather, it's a mental burden, as if some invisible force is constantly pressing down on consciousness, making thinking slightly sluggish.

Therefore, after watching this stage, he had to stop and allow his mind to calm down.

Gradually digest and unload that "weight".

A moment later, Lynn opened his eyes again. His gaze had returned to clarity, but there was a deeper sense of solemnity in it.

"Level 7 Radiant Moon..."

He repeated in a low voice that the importance of this level far exceeded his previous estimates.

Within the wizarding world, a Morning Star wizard might be considered a mid-to-high-level figure, capable of wielding power, establishing a force, and dominating a region.

But once you step into the Radiant Moon realm, the nature of things changes completely; you are no longer just a "strong person".

Rather, they are truly high-level figures.

"Under the shining moon..."

This title itself represents a dual symbol of status and power.

This is not limited to the wizarding civilization itself.

Looking across all the heavens and myriad realms, the seventh level is equally significant.

Once a plane of existence reaches level seven, it is considered a "medium-level civilization plane".

This demonstrates its high value.

Even in the civilizations of gods, wizards, and even the crazy ancient god system, level seven beings are by no means commonplace.

That is a truly scarce power.

With this in mind, Lynn's thoughts naturally continued to wander.

"Since... the Soul Constant is the core essence of a Level Seven Radiant Moon..."

His gaze sharpened slightly.

"Then... does the Primal Seed correspond to the core essence of the eighth-level Radiant Moon?"

"And that so-called 'cycle of truth'..."

"And could it... point to the ultimate form of a ninth-level radiant moon?"

One question after another arose, but this time, he did not rush to look up the answers.

Because he knew very well that the higher he went, the more terrifying that "weight" would become.

At his current level, forcing himself to delve deeper might not be a good thing.

However, just as he was pondering the matter and weighing the options,

Suddenly, a very subtle fluctuation came from his bosom.

Lynn's eyes flickered, and he reached into his clothes and took out a leaf. The leaf was a pale gold color, with faint spiritual patterns flowing on it.

At that moment, a familiar aura emanated from within; it was Genna's voice transmission.

Lynn's eyes narrowed slightly for a moment.

"At this time?"

A thought struck him; he had vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

....................................

At almost the same time, outside the lord's manor.

The space subtly began to fluctuate.

One figure, two figures, three figures...

In a short while, one after another powerful beings appeared.

They didn't try to be ostentatious, but their naturally emanating aura still created a subtle sense of oppression in the surrounding space.

Without exception, they were all at the Morning Star Wizard level, with profound auras and deep foundations.

These people are representatives of the major noble families in the Western Maple Domain.

Within the system of the Natural God Dynasty, stepping into the Morning Star realm qualifies one to join the ranks of the nobility.

Therefore, these people in front of us are both the powerful and the beneficiaries of the system.

In the past, when Xiye was in power, they were outwardly respectful and courteous to this lord.

But when it comes to matters of genuine interest, they never back down.

Even on certain decisions, Xiye had to make compromises.

The position of lord has never been merely a symbol of power, but rather an extremely complex balance.

Power, resources, relationships, and power struggles... none of these can be lacking.

The Western Maple Domain was once a vast territory with immense power.

However, after a period of turmoil, half of the territory was forcibly annexed by the Southern Region.

With the change of hands over vast tracts of fiefdoms, not only the land itself was lost, but also the nobles and power that depended upon it.

Many Morning Star Wizards, along with their own fiefdoms, came under the command of the Southern Region and then pledged allegiance to others;
Some people simply abandoned everything they had and went to other domains to start over, preferring to lose their fiefdoms rather than be bound by them.

However, a group of people chose to stay. They did not leave the Western Maple Domain, but instead held onto their remaining fiefdoms, struggling to maintain their family lineage amidst the turmoil.

These people once made a choice together.

wait.

They believed that their former lord, Xiye, would one day return, bringing with him the glory of the Western Maple Domain, to reclaim lost territory and restore order.

They waited for a long time, so long that even time itself became somewhat blurred.

And in the end, they did get what they were waiting for: Xiye returned.

But what they didn't expect was that what followed was not the clarion call for revival.

It was a decision powerful enough to shake the entire Natural God Dynasty.

abdicate.

west Ye personally announced his abdication and elected a new lord.

A wizard who is only at the fourth level.

After this news spread, the entire Western Maple Domain was in an uproar almost instantly.

The Morning Star wizards who remained there could no longer remain silent.

"A change of lord?"

"And, he's a level four wizard?"

Questioning, anger, and incomprehension were intertwined. They did not deny west Ye's authority, but the decision itself was difficult to accept.

In their view, the position of lord is about the power and future of an entire domain.

What makes a level four wizard so special?
How then can one subdue the masses and maintain order?
Not to mention that the Western Maple Domain is currently in its most vulnerable period and in dire need of strong governance.

Therefore, there were almost no agreements between them.

These Morning Star wizards, without prior arrangement, converged in the same direction: the Lord's Mansion.

Their arrival was certainly not to pay homage to the new lord or to celebrate his arrival.

It was a test, or even coercion.

In their minds, the new lord was not qualified enough.

If a convincing explanation cannot be given, then this position is destined to be unstable.

Among the crowd, a figure stood discreetly at the edge.

If Lynn were present, he would have recognized him at a glance as Gna, the Illusionary Herb Lion Wizard of the Davis family.

That telepathic message just now also came from him.

Unlike the others, Grena's expression did not show obvious anger or hostility.

He knew very well that it was indeed difficult for a fourth-level wizard to remain in the position of lord for long.

But... "the first term is always a sure thing."

Gna already had a judgment in mind.

Moreover, this was someone personally recommended by Lord Xiye.

This in itself implies a kind of "endorsement," or even a trump card that has not yet been revealed.

"If we're lucky..."

His eyes flickered slightly.

"Perhaps more than one term."

With this in mind, his thoughts turned to a longer-term perspective.

The Davis family needs to choose sides.

And he has already made his choice.

Rosalind, a member of the clan who was quite close to Lynn.

In his view, this is the most direct link.

As long as this relationship is continuously deepened and strengthened, the Davis family can maintain a place in the turbulent situation, or even go further.

"Wait until she breaks through to level three..."

Grena's gaze darkened slightly, and he had already made a plan in his mind: the current patriarch, Lear, could step down and let Rosalind take over the family.

In this way, the Davis family's relationship with the lord will be strengthened by marriage... but that's a story for another time.

Right now, there is only one thing facing everyone: how to deal with this new lord, and whether he is qualified to continue sitting in that position.

Outside the lord's manor, a group of Morning Star Wizards stood silently in the void, their auras intertwined, concealed yet causing the surrounding space to subtly ripple.

Their gazes pierced through the layers of formations, as if they had locked onto the pavilion suspended in mid-air, and even vaguely "saw" the figure sitting on the threshold.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, the gates of the lord's manor slowly opened, the heavy doors retracting inward with a low thud.

All eyes turned to him at that moment; they had expected the newly appointed lord to emerge.

It should at least be someone of sufficient stature.

However, what appeared in everyone's sight was a completely unexpected figure: an elven woman.

She was dressed in a simple maid outfit, with the sleeves rolled up to reveal her slender arms. Fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, and in her hand, she held a rag that hadn't been wrung out yet.

The person even looked as if they had just been cleaning.

More importantly, her breath was faint.

Extremely weak.

Not to mention a Morning Star Wizard, he's not even a proper wizard, just a mere apprentice.

This scene startled all the Morning Star Wizards in mid-air, and their expressions gradually darkened.

"...What does this mean?"

Someone spoke in a low voice, their tone already carrying a chill.

"Hmph, playing tricks."

Some people sneered, their eyes flashing with displeasure.

At that moment, the elven woman raised her head, her expression showing no panic.

Despite the powerful auras in mid-air, her gaze remained calm, and even her voice remained clear.

"What are your orders, sir..."

She spoke, her words flowing slowly from her lips.

"Now is not the time for the new lord to officially take office."

"If any of you Morning Star Wizards wish to pay a private visit... you may enter the manor to meet me."

"The master is already waiting for you all inside."

His tone was gentle, his wording was appropriate, and he even showed a degree of politeness.

However, the moment these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze.

The next moment, the long-suppressed emotions completely erupted.

"What's the meaning?!"

A Morning Star wizard's gaze suddenly turned cold, and his aura subtly emanated outwards.

"A mere level four dares to act like a lord?!"

"Haha... What a fine 'paying respects upon entering the residence'!"

Some people were so angry that they laughed, their voices full of sarcasm.

"Who does he think he is?!"

"We're supposed to go and pay him a visit?!"

Anger spread rapidly among the crowd.

Others had gloomy eyes and cold tones:

"A show of force?"

"They even specially sent a maid at the apprentice level to deliver the message..."

"That's a clever tactic."

"Is this telling us... that we don't even need to produce someone truly capable to have the right to speak with us?"

Even the nobles who had been relatively restrained before now had completely unpleasant expressions.

In their eyes, this scene was nothing short of public humiliation.

In fact, they had misunderstood. Lynn did intend to have these people "enter the mansion to pay their respects" in order to establish the most basic hierarchical order.

This was both a test and a way to establish authority.

However, he did not deliberately arrange this layer of "humiliation".

The reason for sending Beverly was actually quite simple: she was one of Lynn's most trusted people.

Moreover, there are only the two of them in the lord's manor now.

As for ability? It has never been a measure of a person's worth as a "maid".

Even if those who truly know Lynn were here, seeing Beverly appear in person, they would not feel slighted at all.

Instead, they will realize that this is itself a "confidant-level" response.

Unfortunately, these Morning Star wizards were clearly not among them.

However, this very "unintentional" act was magnified into blatant contempt in the eyes of these Morning Star nobles.

It was as if he had been slapped hard across the face in public.

At first, when they arrived, they were only aggressive, intending to "suppress" the new lord's arrogance and teach him a lesson.

But at that moment, after Beverly's words, everything changed.

Under such circumstances, who would be willing to lower themselves and step into the mansion to conduct a so-called "private visit"?
That was no longer a test, but a voluntary act of yielding.

So, in just a few breaths, someone snorted coldly and left.

"I'd like to see... how long he can hold this lord position!"

The voice was icy cold, making no attempt to conceal its threat. Then, another voice rang out:
“I will make him understand this over the next hundred years…”

“The Western Maple Domain… is not a place where he, an outsider, can have the final say.”

Some even said coldly:

"go!"

"If we don't leave now... I'm afraid I won't be able to resist slapping that elf maid to death!"

Before the words were even finished, the figure had already vanished.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

In mid-air, light and shadow flickered one after another, space was slightly distorted, and one figure after another turned into streams of light and quickly retreated.

They arrived with overwhelming force, and left with lingering anger. In just a moment, the dense aura of the morning stars had dissipated by more than half.

The arena suddenly emptied, leaving only three figures standing in place.

One of them was none other than the one who had already secretly sided with, the Illusionary Grass Lion Wizard, Genna.

The other two appeared older and more composed; though their auras were strong, they no longer displayed their sharpness.

Their eyes also held displeasure, and even a hint of gloom.

But they did not leave, not because they were not angry, but because, for them, while face was important, the continuation of the family was even more important.

In the current situation, with west Ye abdicating and the new leader's position unstable, any choice of sides could determine the rise and fall of the nation for the next century or even longer.

So they chose to suppress their emotions and make a more "realistic" decision.

Go and meet this new lord, even if it's just a private audience. (End of Chapter)