"I don’t know either."
Losa sighed, "It seems we can only find out by going inside and taking a look."
If Jeanne could imdiately regain the strength and status of the Grand Master of the Holy Order of Knights, dealing with the Wolf Race’s expedition army would be a piece of cake.
In reality, the Church might still have concerns about mutual destruction with the Wolf Race and wouldn’t dare to easily start a conflict.
But the combat record world isn’t real, so if Jeanne acts recklessly, no one would say anything.
Losa pondered thoughtfully, "By the way, Chelina, compared to your peak period, how much weaker are you now?"
Now that Losa has more followers, he understands that the full strength of a retainer in their heyday isn’t necessarily Tier Two at max level.
So retainers, like Hans, improve their strength significantly with each level increase.
Others, like Prajna, can only be considered "restoring their strength."
After all, in the ga’s setting, many young girls who have just been around for a dozen years are rated the sa star level as ancient relics existing for thousands of years, but their strengths are clearly not equivalent.
Chelina calculated for a mont, then replied, "If you’re referring to the period of the combat record, my current strength should be about the sa. If you’re talking about the period when you summoned , my strength should be around level twenty in Phase One."
So you were quite weak!
Losa pursed his lips; Chelina is still just a youngster when judged by age.
Her peak strength might not even be able to defeat Furinjira.
Although Furinjira is only Five-Star and lazy in nature, her potential is still very high.
And she has lived for so long that even just sleeping over these years has accumulated a strength that can’t be matched by a re junior like Chelina.
"Have you decided when to start?"
Chelina shook her head, "I don’t know."
"Then tonight it is."
Losa suggested.
"But..."
"It’s settled."
Losa didn’t give Chelina the chance to say "but," understanding Chelina’s concerns.
Although there are three attempts in the combat record, each failure is akin to witnessing the extinction of one’s family firsthand; it’s not a lighthearted experience.
But the combat record is just that, a record.
Losa hoped Chelina could fill her regrets while also discerning between fantasy and reality.
Coincidentally, at this mont, the Double-headed Eagle Badge on Losa’s chest suddenly beca red hot.
After connecting communication, a tired voice from Anna said, "Co to the Empire Library, there are things I want to discuss with you."
"Alright, I’ll be right there."
...
In the great library.
As soon as Losa arrived at the entrance, the heavy bronze gates automatically lifted.
He exchanged glances with Eve, who was sitting in the lobby on the ground floor and had unusually taken a bath, appearing much cleaner.
Losa hurriedly greeted, "Good day, Ms. Eve."
"Good day."
Eve’s voice was as thin as a mosquito’s.
She probably washed up due to the stench from earlier in the Underground Palace; having no other choice. Her tousled hair covered most of her face, but upon closer inspection, her beautiful appearance was still noticeable.
It’s hard to understand, a quite pretty girl, even if socially anxious, she’s so unkempt.
Losa inwardly scoffed, then asked, "Ms. Eve, is Anna on the top floor?"
Eve shook her head, indicating that she was unsure.
She seldom paid attention to other people’s matters and expected others to likewise pay little attention to her.
"No need to ask her. Let’s head out for a bit."
Anna, wearing a simple red dress, slowly descended from the spiral staircase, "Let’s talk as we walk."
"Alright."
The two stepped into the street.
Recently, there were noticeably fewer pedestrians in Constantinople.
Although the Empress had already sent Protectors to various districts to announce that the disaster was over, citizens still tried to reduce their outing frequency.
Only the citizen class has the assurance to stay indoors for many days.
Citizens of Constantinople have reasons for their pride; the Emperor and nobles may dismiss the troubles of distant peasants and peasant slaves, even treating rumors of rebellion as re entertainnt.
But they must care about the citizens dwelling at the foot of the Imperial City in Constantinople.
This cos not only from traditions dating back to the ancient Republic era.
But also because of the developnt of industry and comrce, the citizen class within this city wields significant power.
For instance, so affluent rchants are not part of the nobility, yet their power is not much inferior to so nobles.
However, the citizen class referred to here only includes certain respectable people and so advanced craftsn affiliated with guilds.
The lowest level artisans, especially tenant farrs working in the city without civic rights, who admire Imperial civilization and co from abroad, are not included.
For them, finding a decent job in Constantinople is actually quite difficult.
For example, guilds like the Stonemason Guild, monopolized guilds do not allow outsider stonemasons to operate unless affiliated with a guild, and the guild’s entry threshold is clearly not sothing ordinary stonemasons can reach.
In Constantinople, even the beggar class has their own circles.
Newcors can generally only do temporary jobs in areas not monopolized by guilds, accumulating little savings, though they risk contracting illnesses, they have no choice but to go out looking for work.
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