Starting with the awakened Poison God: I choose the Master Thief.

In the dark night sky, a black door split open from the sky, and Chu Ci looked at the lights below, lost in confusion.

He had found his destination by following Krend's words—a brightly lit college.

However, there doesn't seem to be any sign of trouble here. Moreover, from the outside, the academy has clearly been specially decorated, as if it were welcoming some important person.

"This doesn't look like it's been attacked at all!"

"Could it be that the ones blocking the teleportation array weren't those guys from the Fallen Church? But who would do something like that for no reason?" Chu Ci complained.

It's important to understand that when this happens, it's basically a warning from the local forces of "God's Domain" to the Chosen Ones of the Blue Star Federation. After all, nobody wants to provoke these guys who have the ability to level up quickly and are blessed by the world's will to be resurrected.

Chu Ci observed for a few more minutes, and apart from the laughter and chatter that slowly drifted from the academy, nothing else happened.

. . .

"Didn't Krend say that several King-level beings had arrived here? Could they be guests?"

Suddenly, Chu Ci noticed that there seemed to be a banner hanging on the main gate in front of the academy.

A warm welcome to the Royal Family of Correa to our institution.

Those guys from Correa? What are they doing here?

"Speaking of which, Mina mentioned her before. It seems that she was the one the Kingdom of Ryan sent to study at Elias, which is how we met, Dillin. Could it be that this academy was originally built by the Elias royal family to facilitate exchanges between the various kingdoms?"

To be precise, it should be described as playing the role of a nice guy.

After all, with the Dragon King of the Source Water in charge, his power from a thousand years ago still intimidates the Kingdom of Koria. If any ruler of the southern kingdoms knew a little about that history, who would dare to provoke Ilias?

Over the years, Elias has maintained a semblance of an ambition to not expand outwards. Although he knows the truth, others do not actively regard him as an enemy, just as they easily destroyed the Kingdom of Ryan more than a decade ago by using the tactic of killing with a borrowed knife.

"Speaking of which, Dillin should also be studying at this academy, right? Well, the place used to welcome the Kingdom of Koreia must be of a very high standard; only the top academy in Ilias is worthy of it."

"Could this be what she meant by having something important to do today? If so, it seems like I've been superfluous by staying here all this time."

Chu Ci shook his head and prepared to leave. His behavior was simply meddling in other people's business. He was going back to sleep. As for the teleportation array being blocked? Who cares? It doesn't concern him anyway, and it's not his business to worry about.

Just as he had taken a step to leave, a kind and refined voice entered his ears.

"Since you've come from afar, you're a guest. Have you been attracted by the atmosphere of our hospital after looking around for so long? Would you like to come in and have a seat?"

Ok?

Chu Ci turned his head slightly and glanced behind him. Above the clouds, a middle-aged man with gentle eyes was looking at him from the air.

The other person looked to be close to fifty years old, with a few strands of white at his temples and an approachable smile on his face. But Chu Ci knew that the age of someone who could completely evade his perception could not be judged by appearance alone. Just like Beresa, who clearly looked like an innocent little girl, but if you really wanted to find out her age, well, she would believe it herself if she said she was ten thousand years old.

However, upon further reflection, it was indeed inappropriate for him to suddenly appear above the other party's academy and observe them. If this were on Earth, he would probably have been dealt with as a troublemaker long ago.

Since the other party is so kind, I should reciprocate.

Stopping in his tracks, Chu Ci turned around and clasped his hands in greeting.

"I apologize for my abruptness. I was simply curious to see the arrival of several powerful individuals here. I am honored by your invitation, but I am not particularly fond of such occasions and will take my leave now."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man did not choose to stop it, but shook his head with some regret.

"Is that so? Seeing that you are so young yet possess such strength, I was originally planning to introduce you to the children in the academy to inspire them. It seems they are not so fortunate after all."

"In that case, I won't see you off any further. Please take care. If you have the opportunity, you are welcome to come again anytime. Elias Academy will always welcome strong individuals like you to visit."

The middle-aged man smiled gently.

Chu Ci smiled but didn't say anything more. He turned around and prepared to leave again.

"Hey! I've already said it! Stop bothering me! I have no intention of marrying you, and I have no plans to do so. Do you even understand?!"

A silver bell sound, filled with anger and helplessness, reached Chu Ci's ears from over a thousand meters away, causing him to stop in his tracks once more.

His perception is now basically on par with that of a peak King-level expert. Even the sound of a mosquito flapping its wings dozens of kilometers away is easily heard if he wants to, not to mention that the sound would be even louder in the dark.

"Is that... Dilling's voice?"

Chu Ci lowered his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

In a garden behind the academy, Dilline, dressed in a long gown, strode angrily forward, followed closely by a tall, burly man with a furrowed brow.

When they reached the center of the garden, the man seemed to finally lose patience and suddenly appeared in front of Dillian.

"Hey! How long are you going to keep making a scene?!"

Farrell, his face showing deep impatience, simply grabbed Dillian's arm, relying on his strength.

"You! Let me go!"

"Enough! A royal marriage is a situation that both our countries want to see. What's the point of your resistance? Haven't you noticed that for so long, not a single expert from your Elias royal family has stepped forward? This is tantamount to tacit approval!" Faree looked at her coldly.

"You're talking nonsense! My father and the others would never abandon me! He's always spoiled me since I was little! He would never let me marry a guy like you!" Dillian retorted desperately.

Fari, the most talented prince in the current Kingdom of Korea, is rumored to be a super genius who reached the level of a king at the young age of fifty.

Logically speaking, such a talented and powerful individual should be sought after by countless noblewomen, but this is not the case.

Rumors circulated that most of the maids who served the prince met a tragic end, dying on the spot, and none of them ever left the palace alive.

Moreover, although this prince has been promoted to the king level, his strength is not recognized by other powerful individuals, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him a false king.

Such a person might fool unsuspecting ordinary people, but how could Dilline possibly be willing to marry him?

Above the sky, Chu Ci watched this scene quietly.

"Unwilling? I seem to recall Lu Ze mentioning something before: in the large families of Blue Star, many clan members never have the right to choose their own marriages. They enjoy the family's favors and the sense of superiority brought by their status from a young age. If they don't contribute much to the family after adulthood, their marriage is their last means of repaying the family."

"As members of the royal family, I suppose that's the same principle applies."

Although Dillin is young, her strength is not high. She is only at the fourth level now. Although this achievement is considered genius, it is not special and her future is unclear. On the contrary, Fari, who has already achieved the King level, is enough to win more say even if he is a pseudo-King.

There is no such thing as destiny; every gift comes with a price tag attached.

As Prince Correa said, this is Elias, and there must be many powerful figures around. Yet, they all chose to ignore this situation, making the royal family's intentions quite clear.

"Do you know about the country of Correa?"

Suddenly, the refined-looking middle-aged man in the distance spoke softly.

"I know, so what?" Chu Ci looked at him with a puzzled expression.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

"Korea is a country that loves the strong. There, the powerful are supported and praised by everyone. Its tough folk customs naturally create some differences in opinion."

What does that mean?

Chu Ci frowned as she looked at him.

"In a country where strength is paramount, everything must be earned through one's own efforts. This includes marriage, for example. Regardless of gender, if you are interested in someone, you only need to demonstrate your own strength and do not need to care about the opinions of others."

"Now you should understand, right?"