Chapter 1504: Chapter 268: Terra Total War
Terra Year 775, June 1st, Bison Mountain Range, Great Snow Peak, Holy Ground Square.
An inspection ceremony is underway.
The Dawn Radiance Band played the Supre Spirit Sect’s hymn “Dawn Star,” with the sect’s clerics donning exoskeleton armor, marching in formation onto the Snowfield Square.
Their movents were perfectly synchronized, their helts were sharp triangles resembling so kind of hawk owl, and the alchemy furnaces on their backs were highly distinctive, quite different from the standard Imperial alchemy furnaces, with more stable power.
These armors displayed clear spirit energy fluctuations, evidently a complete set of sublimation equipnt.
Such lavish equipnt clearly exceeded everyone’s expectations. Although the Silver Peak Family did not yet possess their own Aether Armant, owning more than twenty sets of Sublimation Armor was indeed a testant to their ‘resources.’
Yes—this was the accumulation of the resources of the Supre Spirit Sect and almost all the Mountain Dragon God believers’ efforts, but the ability to unify the mountain people was enough to prove the Silver Peak Earl’s thods.
Around the stands, most non-Empire forces showed expressions of astonishnt and admiration, while many Imperial nobles displayed a variety of reactions.
So tried hard to suppress their feelings, yet still felt a sense of discomfort, as if they had eaten sothing nauseating, while others, though expressionless, displayed hints of joy.
For this Silver Peak Earl, the vast majority of Imperial nobles found it incredible—barely more than two years since he was knighted, and a little over a year since he was titled baron, he astonishingly ascended rapidly, not only advancing from the First to the Third Power Level but also rising in rank from Baron to Earl.
Though everyone understood afterward, this Silver Peak Earl was likely trained by the First Knight since childhood, already a First-Level Sublimator, with the spirit energy naturally chosen by fate as a Prophet, thus his rapid progress along the Sublimation Path was logical.
But the matter of his noble rank truly made many green with envy.
The Empire’s noble titles were generally divided into local nobles of ‘Baron and Viscount’ and core nobles of ‘Earl and Marquis.’
Simply put, barons were nobles responsible for managing a territory within a province, while viscounts had to balance developnt and defend against natives and magical beasts as border nobles; their duties were akin to grassroots officials, though with slightly different divisions of labor, with viscounts needing more combat strength, thus sowhat stronger.
Earls, however, were nobles managing a key region of the Empire, and marquises were great nobles defending the border—a larger version of barons and viscounts.
The vast majority of nobles, after receiving their title, needed several generations to accumulate rits, enhance their Sublimation Bloodline, deduce bloodline abilities through Aether Armant, develop their territory, accumulate wealth… finally needing an opportunity to earn rits, in order to be granted a higher noble rank.
But what about Ian?
His Fairy Bloodline likely originated from the First Knight, already mature, with no need for deduction.
He received the Mountaineer Sacred Land as his territory, later subjugated the mountain people, all without effort.
Lastly, the territory’s wealth… this part was harder to understand; it seed like Ian himself earned money to support the territory, accumulating the initial funds, and then rapidly developed. Overall, a Prophet makes money easily, doing whatever he wants!
“If only I were a Prophet…”
“If it were , I could do this too!”
“Damn, isn’t it just having a good ntor? If only I were a First Knight’s disciple…”
“How does Ian get so much attention, making everyone want to associate with and invest in him?!”
Such thoughts were endless, particularly among the nobles of the South Ridge; they were all barons and viscounts, unable to resist when Ian, as an earl, expanded his territory’s power, even if they suffered losses, they could only silently endure.
In their hearts, they truly wished Ian would die early.
But they did not dare to show any clues on the surface.
Because, accompanying Ian were those ’emissaries’ who were even more significant.
The Deputy Minister of the Imperial Ministry of Truth, Fourth-Level ‘Floating Mountain Roc’ Bloodline Earl Yim Del Zayev.
True Dragon ‘Mountain King’ Amoknosedir. True Dragon ‘Freedom ntor’ Sikalesemol.
The City of Knowledge, Master of the lting Iron Spire, Romani Coagulate Iron.
And a red Orca!
Indeed, the emissary from the Fairy Town of teorfall City, Frozen Fish JiShuang, after successfully defeating nurous competitors, once again earned a publicly funded travel opportunity, arriving at Xiawei Territory!
This ti, however, because ntor Gansong obtained research funding, she did not co.
Hua’an and Frost Butterfly were riding on Frozen Fish Tutor, joyfully flying with the fish.
Three fae flew back and forth in the air alongside other fae who also secured travel opportunities, resembling large fluttering moths, yet no one dared utter a word.
Not for any other reason—not to ntion fae, even real giant fluttering moths, when flying at hypersonic speeds, who dared speak?
Besides, Viscount Grant’s family and Marquis Barton’s family were also present, Elder Pude brought Elan—most of Ian’s core group were here, except Shasha and Green Pupil, who could only splash in the sea; those who should be here were present.
Crown Prince Carlos originally wanted to co; with the Power of Photomorphosis, it would take him less than two seconds to co and go, yet as a high-ranking mber of the royal family, he should avoid appearing at such foundational ceremonies, where too much prestige could overshadow the event.
Although he did not co in person, he still wrote a letter by hand, congratulating the Supre Spirit Sect on being on the right track.
“This is just the beginning.”
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