Arcane Lord

At the viewing seat on the west side.

Atlan stared at Iolum beside him with fire-like eyes. The commendation ceremony of the Nese people just now was in the middle and later stages, which caused a strange movement in the magic network.

Even though he couldn't understand the details and principles, he quickly connected it with a high-security message that came from China not long ago——

The Nese people are performing a god-ascension ceremony!

Before that, his negotiations with the Nese people regarding the release of prisoners of war in the green field plane were completely in the wrong direction.

Looking back now, Atlan only felt that he was like a clown being played by others at that time, but that was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that he had to send the news back.

In Netheril, he is the only one who knows about the existence of the God Ascension Ceremony. Without his reminder, other colleagues will inevitably make misjudgments again.

"Your Excellency Iolum, do you know what you are doing?" Atlan threatened angrily.

"I know exactly what I'm doing! But what about you?"

Iolum suddenly turned around and looked at Atlan seriously, his eyes full of warning, "Ambassador Atlan! Do you know what your behavior just means? It is war! It is the source of destruction for countless lives!"

When Atlan heard this, he suddenly became excited. He himself could not bear the responsibility for causing a war. The drow invaders in the country had not been completely eliminated. If Netheril was dragged in again, the consequences would be almost unbearable. Imagine.

So he immediately changed his words, "Sorry, I apologize for my previous rudeness, but if you imprison me here now, aren't you worried about triggering a war?"

"Worried, very worried, but it is precisely because I am worried about causing a war that I do this. You will thank me afterwards!"

Iolum said perfunctory words seriously, and Atlan was immediately furious, "You——"

After enduring it again and again, I finally managed to say, "I know what you are doing, you will not succeed!"

"Haha! It seems that your knowledge, Ambassador Atlan, is limited! If you could truly enter the core of the Tower of Dominance, you wouldn't say such things. Just wait and see!"

After saying that, Iolum stopped talking to Atlan.

And his attitude also made Atlan feel very complicated. He was not only worried about what he just said, "He has not yet entered the core of the Tower of Dominance", but also felt uneasy about the many secrets behind this matter.

"Your Majesty Elisir, if you don't trust me, why do you put me in such a position?"

For a moment, Atlan no longer had time to pay attention to what was happening on the field and what was about to happen. His mind was completely absorbed in thinking about himself, the crowned king, and everything related to this matter.

Anyway, now, he can't do anything else except use his brain.

…

At the same time, Congenio also successfully appeased Ambassador Ilfaran. For now, Ilfaran can be regarded as Netheril's closest ally.

Unless necessary, he would not use non-verbal means like he did with Ambassador Cormanzo.

As for Erlan, Danzo, and other envoys from surrounding small countries, Congenio also comforted them. Princess Shia arranged for him to be here, wasn't it just for him to be a leader?

When everything calmed down in the west side of the auditorium, he quietly reminded the juniors next to him in a very tactful tone, "The Austrian-French Association is a communication platform that is jointly established and maintained by everyone. You can sit down and talk about anything. You are a member of your own family, so be careful."

"Yes, Teacher Ain!"

Iolum responded respectfully at first, but then said, "But the times have changed now, and Netheril has become stronger. This may not be what the elves want to see, and we don't have to treat the elves anymore. Looking up like in the past.”

"Everything you said is right. I am already old. The future of Netheril depends on you young people. But I also want to remind you that except for the narrow sea in the north, in other directions, the territory of Netheril is... Being surrounded by elven countries, I hope you can think more about this and not make impulsive decisions.”

Congenio's sincere words touched Iolum very much. He was indeed a little impulsive in the past, which was reflected when he completed his most glorious achievement.

At that time, there was a constant flow of orcs in Netheril. Those evil orcs did not attack human territory because of lack of food. Instead, they regarded this continuous killing as a kind of glory.

Iorum was determined to rid Netheril of the orc threat, and he did so, but in the process, a large number of Netherese mages died because of his impulsiveness.

He got the glory, but the dead will not be resurrected. This is the main reason why he stayed behind closed doors after clearing out the main orc tribes in Nese territory.

It wasn't until the teacher came out that he was interested in letting him take over his position that he came to the stage again. He still remembers the detailed discussion between teachers and students——

The teacher said that the position of president of the Austrian Law Federation must be held by a person with high reputation outside the Seven Towers. If it is entrusted to someone else, it will definitely cause huge turmoil in the country.

Therefore, Iolum was very grateful for the teacher's trust, and at the same time, he regarded the teacher's entrustment as a redemption for his past self.

Now that he heard the teacher's words of encouragement again, he couldn't even control his emotions and said solemnly: "Teacher Ain, I can do it!"

"You don't have to be so serious. This is just a bit of nonsense from an old man like me. Just take it to heart." Congenio smiled and then said:

"What do you think is the probability of this god-ascension ceremony being successful?"

"Teacher is also interested in ascending to the gods?" Iolum asked in surprise.

"Of course I'm interested. Isn't it the unknown things that attract me to stay in this world! But I will not complete the ascension to God through this method. I believe that there must be a method of pure arcane magic that I can understand!"

At this point, Congenio suddenly stopped smiling and said seriously: "If Shia fails this time, then that's it. It's just that Netheril has lost a great arcanist, and it's just a meal." It’s a big loss, but you can get it back later.

"But if it succeeds, you must consider whether others will have similar ideas. Netheril cannot withstand the tossing of the 'God Ascension Competition', so you must be careful and guard against it!"

After saying that, Congenio sighed again, "Now it seems that the elves are really vicious! Whether they succeed or not, they will fall into their trap!"

"Teacher, don't be so pessimistic. If Princess Shia succeeds, it may bring additional development opportunities!"

"It's difficult!"

Congenio shook his head and stopped talking.

Iolum didn't agree with the teacher's views in this regard, but he didn't say anything more and just waited quietly for the final result.

Iolum only studied with Congenio for a period of time when he was young. He was not a teacher and student in the strict sense. He was called teacher because of politeness.