People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

"Looks like I'll have to find time to deal with it. Just consider it a gift to congratulate Neferi on becoming the master of Stonewell City."

Reinhardt gently stroked his chin as he thought.

After getting off the bus, following the flow of people and the guidance of the knights, they arrived at the throne room of Stonewell City again.

The buildings that were once damaged along the way have been repaired, and there seem to be many more residents living here.

The courtyard remained the same as before, without any changes.

The flowing clouds and mist-like veils from the sky shrouded the area. Dead trees affected by the power of the Death Rune grew on both sides of the courtyard. Under several of them, surrounded by broken weapons, stood countless sword tombs and tombstones, shaped like a mass grave.

The huge headless dragon corpse hung alone on the tower like a trophy.

A gentle breeze blew towards me, and the flag of Stonewell City planted on the ancient castle fluttered slowly.

Greg's former ambitions completely vanished with the change of ownership of Stonewell City. His wish to sully the name of "Gold" and return to the foot of the Golden Tree to inherit the throne of King Elden could no longer be realized.

This inheritance ceremony was much grander than expected and went very smoothly.

Although those guests were all strangers, judging from their clothes, they all had a good status.

He couldn't help but feel curious. Nimgfu was in such a desolate state, so where did these nobles come from?

At the celebration, there were no people who were expected to cause trouble and shout out opposition, even though Nefeli was a Faded One.

In the border area, strength is respected. Those who have strength have the right to speak, and Nefeli's strength is also very strong.

She wields two storm axes and fights all over the world. Her bravery protects the peace of Nimgefu. The blood of storm flows in her body. The surname Lu has an unclear relationship with the [First King] Gefulei. Even if they are not father and daughter, they are probably very closely related.

His adoptive father is Sir Baizhi, the boss of the Round Table Hall. With the full support of the Lord of Moren City and Kenneth Hyde, some villains have to keep their ideas to themselves even if they have any.

They can't afford to offend.

During the ceremony, Nepheli sat on the throne and looked down at everyone, while Edgar, the lord of Morn City, and Kenneth Hyde, the person in charge of Hyde Fortress, stood on both sides like guards.

At first glance, it looks solemn and majestic, almost as majestic as the sixteen books of Lani.

But to his surprise, Nefeli's outfit had changed.

The wild and revealing outfits she had worn before had been replaced by luxurious silk that wrapped her body tightly.

To be honest, he felt an indescribable weirdness, and it seemed that the old outfit was more suitable for this barbarian girl.

Soon, the celebration ceremony ended.

Next it was time for the banquet, and the guests entered the venue, which was the place that had been turned into a slaughterhouse by that bastard Greg.

This place has once again returned to its former splendor.

Luxurious golden chandeliers hung from the dome. The foul smell that had permeated the place some time ago had been completely cleaned up, and servants were busy serving delicious food to the guests.

The guests were toasting each other, each looking for their own goals, and seemed to be having a great time.

Only he himself seemed a little out of place in this scene. While letting Aliana take Ashmi to eat, he went to the balcony on the second floor alone, shaking the wine in his glass and looking at the scenery of Lienia in the distance.

Well, the sea breeze and lake breeze blowing in my face are very comfortable.

"...Oh, you're here after all."

A voice called back his gradually drifting consciousness. He turned around and saw it was an old acquaintance.

"So it's you... Yes, I will definitely come to Neferi's invitation."

He smiled slightly, took a sip from his wine glass, and continued, "However, your appearance surprised me even more. I didn't expect you to come out of that dim little shack, Mr. Ovniel."

That’s right, the person who appeared before him was none other than Lord Gideon O’Fnir, the “Hundred Wisdom”.

At this time, Ofnir, leaning on his crutch, walked step by step to his side, and looked at the distant scenery with him, or rather, looked at the golden tree standing in the distance.

The guard who followed him, the man named [Wang Hai] Enxia, left here on his own accord.

"...Just like your reason, Neferi is my adopted daughter, so of course I'm here."

Such a reason surprised Reinhardt a little.

The Sir Baizhi in my memory was clearly a cold-blooded and ruthless person. It could even be said that he would do anything to achieve his goal. As long as he could take advantage of someone, he would definitely squeeze out all the value of the other person.

And he is an ambitious man.

But the Sir Baizhi in front of him spoke in a tone like an old father who used Nefeli as a tool in his memory, but now seemed proud of Nefeli.

Could the flutter of his little butterfly's wings really change so much?

It has even completely changed a person.

Is this really possible?

"You seem quite surprised."

Sir Baizhi turned his head slightly, and his eyes under the helmet covered with countless eyes and ears were shining with wisdom.

Those shrewd eyes seemed to see what he was thinking.

He didn't mean to hide it, and shrugged while leaning on the railing: "Hmm, it's quite surprising... but when you think about it carefully, it seems to make sense."

"No matter how cold and heartless you are to outsiders, Neferi is still your adopted daughter. It's not surprising that she came to show her support. After all, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs."

He is the one who speaks without thinking.

It's complete nonsense, and not what I really think.

However, he already had a rough guess in his mind that it must be Dolores who influenced Sir Baizhi.

Only that woman can control Sir Baizhi.

"Okay, enough small talk. I came to you because I want to discuss something with you."

As if he couldn't handle his praise, Sir Baizhi stopped the topic in time.

"I knew it..." Reinhardt turned his head to glance at the deep-set Ofnir. "As expected, no one comes to see me for no reason. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

However, his straightforward question received no answer, only silence from Sir Baizhi.

He seemed to be thinking, or choosing words.

After a long while, he slowly said, "I represent the Hall of the Round Table and want to form an alliance with the School of Magic."

Reinhardt: ???

"You should visit the Rhea Lukalia School of Magic and my teacher, Seren, about this matter. Why are you looking for me?"

He spoke expressionlessly, then secretly glanced at Sir Baizhi's expression, confirming that there was no change in his expression, and then continued, "Although the Round Table Hall's reputation is not that good, I believe that Master Se Lian would not refuse such an alliance."

"you're right."

Sir Baizhi nodded in agreement, but then changed the subject, "However, [Heretic Witch] Serenity is not the true ruler of the Magic Academy. As far as I know, Serenity rules the academy for someone, and that person is you, [Knight of Kalia] Reinhardt, who serves [Princess of the Moon] Lani."

"You guy..."

Reinhardt was speechless.

I was just praising this man in my heart, but in the end he was still the same as before, and he found out everything about the magic academy and him and teacher Seren.

Even Teacher Seren's purpose in occupying the magic academy is clear.

"You're just like me, Gideon Ofnir..." Reinhardt couldn't help but complain.

"I'll take your words as a compliment for now." Sir Baizhi said calmly without changing his expression, and turned to look at him, "So, what do you think of my suggestion?"

"Before that, I have a question for you, Mr. Ovnir." He imitated Sir Baizhi's tone and asked, "Mr. Ovnir, why did you ally with the Magic Academy? Or, why are you so obsessed with me? If you want to become the King of Elden, you can do so at any time. We have no common interests, nor any conflicts of interest."

This is what he means.

It didn't matter to him who was King of Eldon, or who was to be King of Eldon.

After all, this would soon become a thing of the past, and in his mind, the title of King of Elden would become history and gradually be forgotten.

As for why he knew that Sir Baizhi was coming for him.

The reason is very simple. It is impossible for Sir Baizhi to simply form an alliance with the Magic Academy because the Magic Academy has always lived a peaceful life.

"Oh...."

Upon hearing this question, Ofnir looked at him with an expression of 'as expected', as if he had already expected him to ask this question.

"It seems you don't even know about the existence of the Round Table Hall."

"The Hall of the Round Table was originally established to allow the Faded One to become the King of Elden. This was true a thousand years ago, and it remains so today. This has never changed."

"Now that half the demigods are on your side, including the God-given twins Marennia and Mikaela, and the former Prince of Kalia [Starshattering General] Ratan... all of this is enough to prove that you are qualified to become the King of Elden. It is only natural that I should lead the remaining members of the Round Table in their loyalty. This is also the original mission of the Round Table."

"And the most crucial point is that you, Reinhardt, are a recurring figure in the motto left by Queen Marika."

"That was the only name that appeared besides [First King] Ge Fulei."

"...Knowledge is infinite, but not perfect. This is the meaning of the [Sir of One Hundred Wisdom]. Only by being able to judge the situation and make the right decisions can I remain the [Sir of One Hundred Wisdom]."

As expected, this man reached out to the holy tree and knew everything that had happened to the holy tree.

However, there is something more important than this.

Malika, that woman, actually left some words of advice about him.

This woman....

He also did some research on things like proverbs, which are similar to quotations or diaries, and use their power to record what one has said.

But... who the hell would write a diary!!!

After hearing this, he could only cover his face to hide his inner speechlessness.

"So, what do you think?"

"...There's one more question, a crucial one. Do Two Fingers agree on this? With your intelligence capabilities, Mr. Ovniel, you shouldn't be unaware of my other identity, right?"

When he said this, his entire demeanor changed, from indifferent to solemn, like a wild beast ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

The hostility emanated from them was so great that even the knowledgeable Sir Baizhi could not help but be amazed.

But this question made him smile slightly, and that smile was somewhat meaningful.

"Of course I know that you are not only a Knight of Kalia serving the Moon Princess, Lani, but also her Dark Moon Companion. I am also well aware of the grudge between the Moon Princess and Two Fingers, but..."

"...The Round Table Hall has never been ruled by two fingers."

Hearing this, Reinhardt was a little surprised.

There's something about this man.

The meaning of the words was already very clear. Between Two Fingers and him, Ofnir resolutely chose him.

But how much of this is true?

Could there be any fraud involved?

Thinking of this, Reinhardt couldn't help but fall silent. After a long while, he sighed softly, "Well, Mr. Ovnir, you really have touched my heart. So I choose to accept your proposal. On behalf of the Rhea Lukalia School of Magic, I will form an alliance with the Hall of the Round Table."

So what if it's betrayal?

He just didn't believe that with the protection of the Ancient Dragon Clan, there could be any trouble in the Round Table Hall.

As the saying goes, I have seventeen cards, how can you defeat me in one second?!

Moreover, he was willing to give Sir Baizhi such trust.

"Oh, you made a wise choice."

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"...Long time no see, my friend."

After Sir Baizhi left, his adopted daughter Nefeli came over again.

"Yeah, it's been a while. The last time I saw you, you hadn't changed that much."

While teasing Nefeli, he was also looking at the woman standing in front of him.

I have to say that it is true that clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha.

No matter how ill-fitting the dress was on Nepheli, she looked like a moon surrounded by stars, and indeed had some royal demeanor.

He lacks some heroic spirit, but has more rare calmness and an indescribable temperament.

It's like the extreme oppressive feeling that Holly Lou gives people, but it's a little different.

It was as if all the makeup had been washed away, the innocence and immaturity had faded away, and one began to emerge.