Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Father of all things! Has Miss Sulph committed treason?

The upright and righteous Knight Ye Haifa was not interested in the banquet, but at this moment he felt a pang of heartache seeing a fallen girl, so he immediately accepted the invitation, selected two attendants, and went to the Knights.

Unlike Ye Haifa, who was new to the area.

The alchemists present, as well as the various guests recruited by Marn and the knights, had already become quite familiar with the identity of this royal envoy of Ansu, thanks to Marn and Lovisa's reminders.

Who would have thought that this royal envoy serving in Ansu was actually Ulrich's student, and that he had inherited his Moon-Gazing Tower in Golden Moon Bay!

With these two identities, Tia's nationality is no longer important to the alchemists.

Ulrich had a high reputation among the Iris Society, especially among the Alchemists.

He was a totem during the Kingdom era and also a totem during the period of prosperity of the Academy.

The alchemists had already submitted. The remaining nobles and other extraordinary individuals might still have some objections, but with Marn endorsing him, Saint Enggard standing up for him, and even the Silver Mist Border sending rangers, they had no more complaints.

They didn't dare to have any opinions.

The fact that Tia's identity as a Sequence Four alchemist, which has not yet been revealed, completes the final piece of the puzzle.

The undisputed Grand Alchemist, Ulrich's student, the legitimate successor of the Alchemy Society, the Lord of the Tower, and the messenger of Jeremiah Point—with all his buffs fully stacked, the banquet was held as scheduled on February 1st.

In the front hall of the Knights' castle.

Thirty-six knights of Saint Engard stood with their backs to the mosaic floor-to-ceiling windows, listening quietly to the howling wind outside, their eyes all fixed on the red velvet carpet spread in the middle.

A long red carpet stretched out from outside the door, where a crackling brazier burned, its light illuminating the tall stage behind it.

That place used to be the throne of the castle lord, but now it has been removed and left empty, leaving only a standing stage for speeches.

The sorcerers who had already arrived, the nobles of Golden Moon Bay, and the guests from various border areas gathered in their respective small groups that had formed during this period.

There was no loud, boisterous conversation; they simply chatted briefly while raising their glasses for a drink, and then, in the warmth of the castle and the slight intoxication of the alcohol, they whispered among themselves.

There were almost no people around the two saints, Commander Hojir and Master Blood Wine. Occasionally, a few people would come, usually silver knights who came to report to Hojir.

Superhumans are not always likable, especially the Silver Knight with his righteous mind and the unpredictable Sheathless Blade.

The voices that were still relatively clear were those of the nobles and extraordinary individuals gathered around Marn, who, fueled by alcohol, were expressing their fervor and loyalty to the iris flower with flushed faces.

And the politicians and businessmen who were close to Ansu around Yahya and Anne were also looking for an opportunity to reach some cooperation with the Ansu royal family, but their efforts were met with indifference and cold shoulders from the straightforward knight.

Anne was indeed enthusiastic, but it was an aristocratic kind of enthusiasm. Aside from the business the merchants wanted to discuss, she answered all their other questions with a smile.

But the hostess of the banquet—Tia Sulph—did not appear until noon.

In fact, compared to Tia, both the alchemists who had learned the school and the nobles who attended the meeting thought that this young lady was more like a mascot-like figure, similar to Marn Cullen, who had gathered everyone together.

In particular, Marn's promotion of her emphasized that she was "Ulrich's successor" and "the lord of the tower."

Ulrich is a spiritual symbol of the old era, and his name itself implies the unity of the majority.

But whether it's Commander Hogel, the Blood Wine Master, or even Marn, they are all actually more important than her.

Hojir and Bloodwine are legitimate saints, and they are the main force in fighting against the rebels of Mistmoon City.

Marne's political prestige should not be underestimated as the constitutional government becomes legal.

But now all three of them have arrived, and Tia hasn't even come yet!

If the three of them were to take this seriously, this behavior could even be considered rude!

But apart from the blood wine, Hogier and Marn looked normal.

This left the dignitaries attending the banquet quite perplexed.

Before anyone could think further, a heavy, rumbling sound rang out, and the stone doors of the front hall swung open to both sides. A biting wind swept through the bright red velvet carpet, and the fire in the brazier blazed up instantly.

Immediately, the sound of uniform riding boots and plate armor rang out from outside the door. Everyone turned to look and instantly realized that something was amiss.

Those were two rows of sixty-four Silver Mist Rangers, all clad in gleaming plate armor and thick silver robes, each with a saber at their waist, a row of ammunition pouches hanging from their sleeves, and gripping long bayonet rifles.

These rangers from Cloud Valley are quite easy to spot; you can immediately recognize the facial and equipment features of the Silver Mist Clan.

They are standing orderly on both sides of the carpet.

Under the gaze of the two rows of Silver Mist Rangers, Brigitte, with her long dark gray hair, removed her beret in salute and looked into the castle with a smile.

At the far end of the velvet carpet, Marne raised her glass and proclaimed, "A toast to the arrival of our Miss Bridget! Friends, here's some good news: Miss Bridget is now reborn!"

The sound immediately exploded in the crowd.

—In everyone's memory, Brigitte had been missing for more than half a year! Even her funeral had been held in Mistmoon City long ago.

How did they suddenly come back to life?!

Brigitte walked to Marn's side, then opened the side door to the front hall and led Tia into the hall.

Now, Tia had changed into an intricately patterned black belted coat, over which was a white blouse with ruffles, the collar adorned with gold and red ribbons and tassels symbolizing Anzu, and over that, a knee-length cloak traditionally worn by alchemists, with gold piping and white fur trim.

Tia stepped onto the high platform that belonged to the lord.

Many less powerful nobles had not yet noticed, but the experienced alchemists' brows furrowed, and they immediately discovered the immense spirituality within Tia.

Sequence four...

Marn followed closely behind, surveying the castle before speaking calmly, "Friends, let me introduce you. This is the undisputed Grand Alchemist—Tia Sulph! And this is my mentor, the successor to Guild Master Ulrich, the Lord of the Tower, the one on whom the Three Regents place their hopes, the Bright Star, the Son of the Morning!"

Resolution 416

Marn first addressed Tia with the honorific title "Great Alchemist," and her Sequence Four transcendental level was immediately revealed.

The alchemists, who had already harbored doubts about Tia's immense spirituality, were now deeply moved and bowed their heads slightly to offer their respect.

The great alchemist is not even twenty years old yet!

To some extent, this can all be used to prove the existence of the Father of All Things!

It's simply a miracle.

Whether she wants to stay in Iris or return to Ansu, her age and rank are enough to secure her a place in the Ministry of Internal Affairs or the Grand Police Department, where she will also receive training and support from established saints.

If nothing unexpected happens in the future, he will undoubtedly become a top figure in both countries.

—Despite having a king and ministers, in the extraordinary world, the nation is ultimately protected by saints.

Immediately, seasoned alchemists and shrewd nobles had their eyes on the black-haired girl standing on the high platform, wanting to glean information to please her, or perhaps they were lusting after Tia's body and considering whether to sell their own sons or daughters for both food and money.

Even if we have different sexual orientations, that's okay!

The iris is the birthplace of alchemy!

The alchemists can just modify them; it doesn't matter if they can't have children, there are always androids.

Alchemy is awe-inspiring!

However, according to the laws of the Iris Flower, although the legal marriage age is 17, the age of adulthood follows the tradition of the Knights during the founding of the nation, which is 20.

In other words, Tia was still a minor in the Iris Flower Village. Considering the protection of minors, after Tia stepped down from the platform, she was chatting and laughing with the villagers who wanted to sell her daughter when Lovisa, who had just arrived, took the initiative to block the people who were raising their glasses and smiling obsequiously to curry favor with Tia.

Upon seeing that it was this young lady, a knight from Saint Engard, who was blocking the drink, the wealthy merchants and dignitaries, knowing the Silver Knight's upright and virtuous nature, immediately darkened their faces and, not wanting to make a fool of themselves, dispersed.

Annie, standing beside Ye Haifa, sweetly greeted him a few times as "Uncle Ye Haifa" and offered him two more drinks. Then she went to Tia's side and whispered, "Come with me to the council chamber next door later. I have something to give you."

Commander Hogel and the Blood Wine Master also stood up and chatted with Marn for a few words, after which Bridget joined them.

Seeing these important figures gathered together, everyone present knew that the highlight of the banquet was about to begin.

—Conquer Mistmoon City.

The clinking of glasses and the exchange of toasts were merely the prelude to the banquet; of course, they could only participate in the prelude to the main event.

After the morning banquet ended, everyone dispersed.

Brigitte was completely at ease in front of the two saints, Hogel and Bloodwine, and plopped down on the lord's high platform. Seeing Marn talking to Tia below, she asked, "Hey Marn! Can't President Jeremiah do something? I remember when Nor was still in power on the Poliu Coast, he sent Nor to help out?"

Marn said helplessly, "Noel has a high reputation on the Politics Coast. If he leaves, there will probably be more trouble. As for Jeremiah, he said the Great Prophet is also there. You know about the Star Chart. If he goes to Mistmoon City, the Prophet's plan will probably succeed."

"Fuck your mother."

Brigitte chuckled and cursed a few times.

The man next to him, drinking fruit wine, exclaimed, "Well said! That good-for-nothing Jeremiah. If he can't come, why can't Hoxha come? Isn't he a saint too?!"

The blood wine master next to him was a mountain dweller with short brown hair and delicate features. His baby face made it impossible to tell if he was male or female, and he looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old and easy to bully.

He was wearing a dairy worker's overalls, and it was hard to tell if he was a tomboy or a sissy; Tia couldn't tell at all.

The Blood Wine Master disliked people discussing his gender, just as he disliked people owing him money.

Blood Wine continued to nag at Tia, "And you, little girl! Aren't you some royal envoy? Couldn't you have called Bernice and Peter over to help?"

Tia retorted, "Master, I'm an envoy, not the Queen. Besides, Lady Bernice and Pope Peter are very old; they probably couldn't defeat you even if they came."

Blood Wine's eyes widened, and he scoffed, "Bernice eats fried chicken and fries every day, along with a whole bunch of cakes and gingerbread that's both sweet and spicy. She's healthier than me!"

Tia scratched her head and didn't answer.

She couldn't get a say in this matter!

Hogel coughed a few times and said, "Enough, gentlemen. Let's get down to business."

"The spatial lock on Mistmoon City has been severely damaged, and our communication with the Knights' headquarters within Mistmoon City has been restored. There has been almost no activity from there in the past few days."

Tia ran over and kicked Brigitte off the platform, then sat down and said, "A storm is brewing."

Brigitte rubbed her butt and asked, "Are you a dog?"

Tia casually performed a "no further explanation" ritual, and under the amplification of Sequence Four's extraordinary transformation, Brigitte could only babble.

Hogel raised an eyebrow slightly. "There have been torrential rains in Mistmoon City lately. I didn't expect you, Special Envoy, to have studied astrology?"

The commander didn't understand Tia's implied meaning.

Marn understood somewhat, took a puff of his pipe, and said, "It is indeed a storm. Nara Selassie and her two legions have also arrived in Mistmoon City."

"Who?"

Tia couldn't remember the name clearly.

Marne said, "The granddaughter of Marquis Selassie. The old marquis was the commander of the border defense forces of the three counties of Frostwinter. He ran to the Empire to defend the king during the civil war one day, but fell ill on the way. His granddaughter took over the command."

"Huh? He went abroad to serve the emperor?"

Tia was completely bewildered.

Marn shrugged.

Brigitte, having retracted her earlier refusal, was now much calmer and asked, "Nara...the border region didn't stop them?"

Marn sighed, "The three counties of Frostwinter let them pass, allowing them to take a detour into the territory."

Marn recounted the events that had occurred in the three counties of Winter to the group in detail.

Tia had anticipated this makeshift troupe. Blood Wine's face also displayed a range of expressions.

“This is your bureaucratic machine, my great inventor,” Bridget clicked her tongue in disdain. “But this isn’t the time for punishment. We’re alright against the Hand of Transformation here. Dealing with the army…”

Blood Wine said, "It's only a few tens of thousands of people; I can handle it all by myself. I'll leave the Hand of Transformation to the Grand Master."

Marn quickly stopped him.

It is indeed feasible for a saint to fight against an army of tens of thousands. Back then, even when Ulrich was old and frail, he was able to draw a barrier on the border and stop the Empire's attack.

But Ulrich is Ulrich, and blood wine is blood wine.

Blood wine from an unsheathed blade can indeed fight against an army of tens of thousands, but if one gets carried away, a single misstep can turn the entire area within dozens of kilometers of Mistmoon City into a scene of carnage.

Moreover, he also had to fight against Sazdal.

That's a formidable opponent; Blood Wine might not be able to defeat him.

Chapter 417 The Gift Arrives

When Brigitte saw Marn looking at her, she shook her head and said, "The Silver Mist Border Region has already bleed a lot by giving me this guard of one hundred men. They are still in a standoff with the main force of the royalists over there."

Marn awkwardly looked away.

He didn't really intend to transfer a unit from the Silver Mist Border Region, since there were already troops stationed around Mist Moon City compared to the border region.

He stated directly, "There is a legion stationed at Morol Fortress downstream of the Broken Gold River in Mistmoon City; 50,000 men are enough to defend Mistmoon City. However, the artillery units are directly under the Ministry of the Interior, and we cannot mobilize them from here."

The organization of the Iris is quite special. The army-level organization is usually two to three divisions. Morol Fortress, because it is close to the capital, is specially equipped with four divisions, and a small number of cavalry will also be provided.