Zither Emperor Chapter 871 Chapter 278 Faran Celebration Middle

871: Chapter 278 Faran Celebration (Middle) 871: Chapter 278 Faran Celebration (Middle) The first to arrive in Faran were the monarchs of several nations bordering Faran, including Emperor Maximo of Landias and Emperor Silvio of Milan Empire.

As the monarchs arrived, Faran also began its busy preparations.

In the history of Faran, there had never been a precedent for a foreign mage to serve as the Tower Master.

Ye Yinzhu’s succession as the Master of the Dark Tower was truly unprecedented.

But with all six other Tower Masters in agreement, no one could raise an objection.

After all, Faran’s Law had no stipulations regarding this matter.

O’Brien told Ye Yinzhu that after the ceremony, they must once again start reinforcing the seal, and that would be the moment when Ye Yinzhu would enter the core of the ruins.

Dark Tower.

“Sura, don’t be like this, your mood can affect the child,” Ye Yinzhu said as he wrapped Sura’s somewhat cold delicate body in his arms, gently forting her.

Silvio had arrived, and so had Maximo.

Although they hadn’t met, the mere news made Sura’s mood plummet dramatically.

Despite her reluctance to admit it, during the last part of her time in Landias City, Maximo had made her feel the presence of kinship.

Forcing a smile, Sura shook her head, “I’m fine.”

Ye Yinzhu gently stroked Sura’s dark blue hair, “Fool, if even I can tell there’s something wrong, how can I call myself your husband?

In reality, Maximo isn’t inherently evil; it’s just that he is too passionate about power.

As a monarch, he is an outstanding emperor, one could say a wise ruler.

In fact, in my heart, I regard him even more highly than Uncle Silvio.”

“But he killed my mother and brother,” Sura became visibly agitated, her painful childhood memories flooding back, her delicate body trembling almost uncontrollably.

Holding Sura tightly, Ye Yinzhu said, “I am not trying to exonerate him.

No matter what, he is ultimately your father.

Without him, you would not have e into this world.

Even if he had not a shred of love for you, I still thank him.

Because, it was he who brought my most precious treasure to Ryuzakinus, right?

Sura, since you believe there is no relationship between you and him anymore, then why not face it calmly?

For our child, let go of all the hatred in your heart.

If you see him just as an ordinary person, perhaps, your heart will feel much better.”

Ye Yinzhu naturally wasn’t making excuses for Maximo, but he vividly remembered Maximo’s significant actions before leaving Landias City; it was then that he had acknowledged this father-in-law’s role.

Now, he spoke in this way, more so hoping that Sura would not be saddened.

Sura nodded silently, but the hint of resentment in her eyes did not diminish much.

The scars of her childhood were still too deep.

Even though Silvio had also arrived in Faran, Ye Yinzhu’s status was now different, and naturally, it was not convenient for him to meet him alone.

Two days later, once all the Eight Nation Monarchs had arrived, the celebration was scheduled to begin that evening.

Faran, Magic Square.

This was where the mages of Faran gathered, whether it was to announce important matters or to hold celebrations.

Faran had not been this bustling for decades; the sun had yet to set, and a large platform had already been constructed.

This was no ordinary platform; although it covered an area of only about three hundred square meters, the entire platform was entirely constructed from magical materials.

The knights of Faran temporarily took on the role of craftsmen, and their efficiency was remarkably high, taking less than three time units from start to finish.

There would be no moners in Faran City, but once the platform was pleted, a total of thirty thousand elite members from the Twelve Paladins of Faran still surrounded the Magic Square.

As the sun began to set, the mages of Faran gradually appeared.

Here, the distinction of attributes among the mages was very clear, grouped into eight colors of magic robes according to the different magic attributes they governed under the seven towers.

Water Attribute in blue, Fire Attribute in red, Wind Attribute in green, Earth Attribute in yellow, and Spiritual Attribute in gray, Dark Demon Sect in black, Space Attribute in silver, and Light Attribute in gold.

The mages of different attributes stood together, forming eight phalanxes, slowly entering under the protection of Faran’s knights.

Past celebrations in Faran had always proceeded in this manner, but today was somewhat special.

For besides the knights and mages of Faran, there was an additional group present.

The number was not large, only about a thousand or so.

If not for the extremely robust Behemoth Beasts among them being too conspicuous and Faran lacking this battle sequence, they might easily be mistaken for Faran knights.

A hundred Behemoth Beasts, three hundred Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry, two hundred Giant Dragon Knights, along with elites from various tribes.

This thousand-strong force had taken up the best positions in the Magic Square and had e from Qin City.

Ye Yinzhu had been allowed to bring a hundred guards into Faran City, but today was evidently different—these warriors were Ye Yinzhu’s direct forces.

After discussing with O’Brien and a few other Tower Masters, they were specially permitted to have a thousand Qin City warriors participate in this grand ceremony.

These Qin City warriors, who had clashed with the Faran knights and even most of the Faran knights look at them with hatred, did not let it affect their morale.

Whether it was the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry, the Legion of Behemoth Beasts, or the Legion of Giant Dragon Knights, these three corps represented Qin City’s strongest forces and were not inferior to the Faran knights, perhaps even stronger.

They seemed oblivious to the glares from the Faran knights as they entered Faran with heads held high, proceeding to take their place upon this square.

In front of the thirty-meter-high three hundred square meter platform at the Magic Square, representatives from the Eight Nations had already arrived.

Just like the situation on the continent, the Eight Nations were still split into two groups, although five countries formed Landias’ side, they could no longer contend with Milan Empire in terms of momentum.

pared to Maximo’s towering presence, Silvio seemed much smaller.

If Maximo’s aura was sharply striking, then Silvio at this moment seemed like the friendly uncle next door, much more approachable.

Silvio always wore a smile, and from Milan’s side, this was called affability.

If Maximo were to describe it, it would be ‘asking for a beating’.

“Long time no see, Maximo,” Silvio took the initiative to walk over.

This was Faran territory, and he was not afraid of Maximo taking any action detrimental to him here, knowing that any nation was only allowed to bring up to ten followers into Faran City.

Maximo looked at Silvio coldly and indifferently said, “I never hoped to meet you here.”

Silvio laughed and said, “Where would you prefer to meet me, then?

In the capital of the Milan Empire?

To be honest, I would truly wele that.

Should the day e when Brother Maximo visits Milan City in person, I’d definitely greet you at the city’s gates myself.”

An emperor, if arriving at the capital of the empire, would only mean one of two things: either he had destroyed his opponent, or he himself had been destroyed.

An idiot would understand what Silvio meant; he was mocking Maximo, weling him to bee a prisoner of Milan.

“Silvio, don’t be too placent.

If it weren’t for luck this time, you would probably be in Landias City by now,” a big man who was even bulkier than Maximo, with a pot belly and not a hair on his head, angrily said.

This man was none other than the King of Bo Pang Kingdom, Hernande, whose bald head was somewhat similar to Bo Pang Kingdom’s strongest military unit, the Pompeii Giant.

His temper was much more volatile than Maximo’s.

Though the war had not greatly affected Bo Pang Kingdom’s military strength, their national power had significantly decreased, having supported such a large-scale war, the nation’s economy was already stretched thin.

Silvio did not get upset but smiled and said, “Luck is also a part of strength, isn’t it?

Don’t you think so, Brother Maximo?”

Maximo remained silent, although the war had ended without a clear victor, everyone knew that it was Landias Empire that had lost.

Silvio’s gaze shifted, and his usually gentle expression suddenly became sharp, his eyes gleaming with coldness, “It’s been a long time, de la Valle!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the King of Ascoli and the King of Palermo, who were following beside Silvio, also showed a sharp change in their expressions.

If not for Flore Kingdom, how could the three Milan kingdoms have faced such a great crisis?

It could be said that the initial variable in this war had occurred because of Flore.

Due to the people of Flore’s betrayal, first during the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battles, Milan Empire nearly faced a reversal.

Secondly, by betraying their allies, Flore had forced Milan Empire to face the assaults of the beastmen’s two big tribes and a substantial threat had formed at Milan’s eastern front because of them.

It was these actions that had almost led to an unexpected catastrophic danger for Milan Empire.

De la Valle’s expression visibly became unnatural.

Although the current situation in Flore had stabilized somewhat due to them selling off territories, Milan Empire was nevertheless continuously watchful.

The Eastern Military Corps had significantly strengthened its forces pared to before and seemed ready to attack Flore at any moment.

The three tracts of land given up had already been fully absorbed by Milan Empire.

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