bookandnovel Chapter 200 You're Too Impatient
Chapter 200 You're Too Impatient
Chapter 200 You're Too Impatient
Is this what astrological divination is?
The moment Kane sensed that terrifying aura, he finally understood who this ritual was aimed at.
It is an unknown entity from the astral plane.
The astral plane is an entity that corresponds to the material plane.
The material plane he inhabits is the home of the vast majority of intelligent life, and countless material planes are isolated from each other.
The astral plane is the core transitional plane between them.
That vast and boundless void of stars encompasses countless different planes and demiplanes.
Even the abyss and purgatory are included.
Such a vast astral plane naturally gives birth to all sorts of strange and peculiar existences:
Fallen gods, colossal star beasts, powerful evil beings, and unique stellar consciousness.
Kane's mind was in turmoil, but the terrifying aura gradually subsided.
He instinctively looked at Flint along with the skeleton and the spirit, only to see that the other's expression had become extremely painful.
It is clear that the head of the Prophecy Division is paying a heavy price for summoning the other party.
Despite the excruciating pain, Flint continued chanting: "With the most precious possession of one favored by the Ether, I offer all that I have, humbly begging for your arrival—"
As the prayer ended, the atmosphere suddenly became incredibly heavy.
A ripple appeared in the void within the room.
Under everyone's gaze, a bright vertical pupil suddenly opened in mid-air.
Its form was indescribable, resembling both a giant dragon and a deity, carrying an ancient and timeless aura.
The moment it opened its eyes, its gaze swept over everyone, and everyone felt a tightness in their hearts, a strong sense of unease rising within them.
Flint lowered his head, followed closely by the skeleton and the spirit tablet, and Kane did the same.
But he inexplicably had a misconception.
The gaze of that eye seemed to linger on him for a moment, with a hint of interest.
After a long while, the breath slowly faded away.
An unfamiliar language resonated directly in everyone's hearts.
Despite never having heard of it before, everyone instantly understood its meaning: "What do you, a mortal from a weak material plane, crave?"
Flint breathed a slight sigh of relief and said, "I only ask for one answer."
What will the Tomorrow Academy delegation encounter on their mission to the Susas Royal Court?
"Ha, the scheming and infighting of mortals—but the deal is done."
An unfamiliar voice rose in my heart once again.
"Let me reveal a little about destiny to you."
Before anyone could react, the surrounding scenery began to distort and blur.
The next moment, they seemed to no longer be in the mage tower of the Academy of Prophecy, but standing beneath a towering, pure white tower.
Kane's gaze sharpened slightly.
He was very familiar with this tower; it was the white tower belonging to the royal family in the inner court of Susas that had appeared in Ella's dream.
At this moment, a long red carpet is laid out in front of the tower.
Guards and nobles lined both sides, while sheriffs maintained order and prevented people from getting too close.
At the end of the red carpet sat a throne, upon which sat a pure-blooded elf.
He looked middle-aged, but his eyes were aged. He wore a crown and magnificent clothes.
A moment later, a group of people walked in from the other end of the red carpet.
Kane saw the Spirit Pivot, as well as Logan, Asler, and others.
Ling Shu walked to the throne, knelt on one knee, and presented the credentials of the envoy to the elven king, seemingly saying something.
Just then, something unexpected happened!
The moment King Susas received the certificate, his face contorted in agony, revealing an expression of extreme pain.
The expressions of those around them changed drastically, and soldiers, sheriffs, and even civilians in the distance exclaimed in surprise.
Ling Shu frowned, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
The next second, King Susas covered his face with both hands, tearing at his face in agony.
The skin was ripped off, revealing a black, rotting bird face.
His body rapidly decayed, a pair of enormous wings burst forth, his hands and feet transformed into sharp claws, and his body swelled violently.
In the blink of an eye, the beautiful elf transformed into a huge and evil demon.
It broke free of the throne and rushed straight towards the delegation.
As soon as Ling Shu raised his staff, the people around him were horrified. The crowd screamed incessantly, and the soldiers and sheriffs, regaining their senses, drew their weapons.
"By the gods! The mage academy has cursed our great king—these mages are followers of demons!"
Someone gasped.
Before the words were finished, the illusion before their eyes shattered abruptly, and the surrounding scenery vanished completely.
Kane snapped out of his daze and found that everyone had returned to the mage tower room where the astrolabe was placed.
At this moment, the terrifying vertical eye had vanished.
The deal is clearly over.
Both Kugu and Lingshu had expressions of anger in their eyes.
Kane noticed that Dean Flint was kneeling on the ground, his breathing extremely weak.
Judging from the concentration of ether emanating from his body, his cultivation level has fallen to the second rank and is still declining.
Moreover, his hands and face were covered with deep wrinkles.
Seeing that he was about to fall, the skeleton raised his hand and waved, and an invisible servant appeared out of thin air and steadily supported him.
Ling Shu then stepped forward and helped Flint sit down on a high chair.
"As expected—the prophecy of casting spells outside the magic network will come at a high price."
Kane understood.
To that astral being, this transaction was probably insignificant, so he left immediately after revealing his destiny.
After all, in his eyes, they were nothing more than insignificant ants among countless weak material planes.
Kane looked at Flint, who had recovered slightly and met his gaze, saying, "This is the price. I'm afraid I'll never be able to return to the third tier in my lifetime; it's already a miracle that I've managed to stay at the second tier."
Kane bowed slightly in respect.
Although the other party sacrificed themselves for Susas Academy, they were essentially protecting the material plane.
Everyone fell silent.
Ling Shu spoke first: "If that scene really happened, what would happen afterward?"
The skeleton let out a cold laugh.
"King Susas only changed after he came into contact with you, his envoy, and judging from the sounds at the scene..."
The people and soldiers will only think that you, the head of the Bewitching Division, used evil magic to curse the king and turn him into a demon.
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"By then, the Mage Academy will be completely opposed to the royal family, the parliament, and the major military legions."
Kane frowned. "Will this ultimately lead to a war between the Academy and the Royal Family and Parliament?"
The skeleton shook his head: "It's less of a war and more of a massacre. Spellcasters without the protection of other professionals will only be surrounded and annihilated."
The poisons of a wanderer, the swords and shields of a warrior, and the bows and arrows of a ranger can all easily inflict fatal damage on the caster.
Moreover, mages have a limited number of spell slots. Even if we retreat to the eight mage towers and withstand the bombardment of the magic cannons and crossbows, our supplies will eventually run out.
Flint remained silent, while Ling Shu's expression was extremely grim.
Ling Shu was silent for a moment, then asked, "So what should we do next?"
The welcoming ceremony agreed upon with the royal court has been prepared. If we refuse to attend now, the royal court may consider it impolite and send someone to intervene.
The withered, skeletal face twitched.
"Does it even matter? Rather than a catastrophe, we can simply cancel the envoy's visit."
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Flint shook his head.
"No matter how many excuses you make, it's useless."
Even if they manage to avoid this, the other side can always use the same trick again if the academy tries to interfere in the affairs of the royal court.
They could even send King Susas to the academy, where he could transform into a demon and frame us.
"It seems that something has happened to the royal court magistrates who are protecting the king, otherwise things wouldn't have come to this."
Upon hearing this, the three men's expressions grew even more somber.
Dead end.
Without interfering in royal affairs, they could only allow the duke to grow stronger and build a powerful demon army through the rituals of the demon cult.
However, if one intervenes rashly, one will fall into a trap and be branded as someone who curses the king.
Before the academy can even wipe out the duke, it will be besieged by the army.
Kane looked at the solemn faces of the crowd and said, "This matter is not that complicated."
Ling Shu looked at him with a slightly distant gaze: "Mage Kane, do you have any objections?"
Kane didn't care about the other party's attitude at all.
"Since their goal is to use the king's corruption to frame the academy, why don't we put on a show?"
"A play?" The three looked puzzled.
Kane continued, "Now that things have come to this, we can announce that Lucas, a mage loyal to the Duke, launched a plot to attack the Academy."
As a result, three deans went missing or were injured, forcing the delegation to cancel its trip.
In this way, the royal family and the council of nobles would have no pretext to criticize the academy.
"At the same time, now that we have confirmed that King Susas is deeply involved in the Demon Cult's Stigmata Ritual, we can report it directly."
He paused, then spoke slowly and deliberately.
"We can spread rumors that the Demon Cult has colluded with the Duke and cursed the Susas royal family to become demons."
"In this way, even if King Susas suddenly changes his ways when he contacts the academy in the future, we can completely sever all ties."
Kane's gaze remained fixed.
"The other party's purpose was to frame the college."
But the best way to deal with being framed is never to prove your innocence, but to throw the dirty water back at them first.
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The three deans were all intelligent men. They exchanged a glance and immediately understood Kane's meaning.
After a long while, all three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The skeleton looked at Kane and said sincerely.
"This method is very useful; no wonder he was once a Night's Watchman."
Regardless, I want to thank you for your help.
"If you ever want to have a conflict with Logan Susas in the future, I can stand by your side."
Kane's expression stiffened, realizing the implication in his words.
Seeing his appearance, the skeleton laughed.
Ling Shu also spoke calmly: "Alright, let's end today's meeting here. I'll go contact the other academies now."
In the face of this crisis, the conflicts between the various branches should be put on hold.
Kane nodded and stood up, preparing to leave, when Flint suddenly spoke up: "Lord Kane, if you have time tomorrow, would you mind coming again?"
Upon hearing this, Kugu and Lingshu gave Kane a deep look.
"OK."
Kane smiled slightly, then pushed open the door and left to meet up with Logan, who was waiting for him.
The two left down the steps.
inside the room.
The skeleton looked at Flint: "What do you mean?"
Flint sighed softly: "I am no longer able to serve as the head of the Prophecy Division, and the Illusion and Protection Divisions are also without a head."
Now that the college has eight departments, three deans are missing, and we urgently need suitable candidates.
Don't you think Lord Kane, who can capture Bella on his own, is the right person to do it?
The skeleton frowned: "Flint, you know that."
Susas has no shortage of Tier 3 mages; every Dean's position requires competition among numerous Tier 3 mages.
Even if there are no suitable candidates within the academy, we can recruit from among the graduated monks who are currently traveling.
Flint smiled slightly: "But who can guarantee that there won't be another Bella?"
Upon hearing this name, the skeleton was speechless for a moment.
Bella, as the head of the Illusion Department, was once the youngest and most promising member of the leadership team, but she was ultimately bewitched and betrayed.
Seeing the skeleton remain silent, Flint continued, "That's settled then. I'll speak with Lord Kane first and see what he thinks."
Ling Shu said in a deep voice, "In any case, the crisis of war is imminent."
The three exchanged a glance and fell silent again.
The night was deep, in the inner court of Sussas, beneath the highest white tower, a symbol of royalty.
Grayson Susas walked toward the tower gate, escorted by a squad of royal guards and two royal mages.
A swordsman dressed in fine armor stepped forward to stop him.
"Your Highness, why have you come here so late at night?"
"I have something to discuss with my father."
Grayson looked at the other person, "Sword Dancer Shane Donovan."
Upon hearing this title, the sword dancer's expression changed slightly, and he bowed, saying, "I dare not."
He then reminded him, "Your Highness, you may only enter alone; the guards must wait outside the tower. It is already night, and His Majesty has been unwell recently."
"no problem"
Grayson left his guards behind, smiled slightly, and entered the tower alone.
He walked up and down the steps, past the paintings, where the maids bowed in greeting.
As he walked to the top floor, the guards at the door bowed silently and opened the door that had been opened countless times before.
At the far end of the hall, on the throne, sat a tall elf dressed in elaborate robes and wearing a crown.
His face was pale, his lips were bluish, and his eyes were cloudy.
However, the two sword dancers beside him seemed to ignore this.
"You may all step back," Grayson ordered.
The two guards nodded and left in silence.
Seeing this, a smile flashed in Grayson's eyes, and he immediately knelt on one knee: "Father, I'm sorry, please forgive me for disturbing you so late at night."
Upon hearing the voice, King Susas, whose eyes were clouded, slowly raised his head, and his gaze cleared for a brief moment.
His voice was hoarse and dry: "My child, you're too impatient—"
"Father, I have waited too long."
Grayson uttered a statement that could be considered blasphemous.
King Susas, struggling to stay upright, asked haltingly, "Why—"
"Why?" Grayson shook his head.
"Your lifespan is too long; I don't want to wait decades longer."
By then, my younger siblings will have even more powerful followers.
"Human nature is always inclined to seek advantage and avoid harm. You see, even your personal guards, after seeing your situation, have secretly pledged their loyalty to me."
"If you favor my siblings in the future, how many people will betray me and join their ranks?"
King Susas closed his eyes in anguish, a single tear sliding down his cheek.
Grayson ignored it.
He knew his actions were cruel, but there was only one throne.
He gazed at his father, who would become the sacrifice for the academy the next day, and sighed softly, "Farewell, my father—I will give you a grand funeral."
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