Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

Glorious calendar year 2470, Scarlet Rain month, 22nd day.

This meeting, which was highly concerned by the top leaders of the three major countries on the continent, was held at the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council, the sky city ‘Oracian’.

When the broadcast of the meeting by the magic crystal ball appeared in the outside world, everyone was stunned.

The three supreme speakers of the Continental Magic Council appeared at the same time, and their makeup was particularly grand. Even Vernika, who was the most casually dressed among the three, was now wearing a rare complicated and elegant magic dress from head to toe.

The person the three met at this moment, the handsome young man sitting opposite the three speakers, was the descendant of the head of the Olivendi family, one of the four major families of the Gloria Empire, Anvis Olivendi!

At the scene, several people had a brief and friendly exchange, and finally made an agreement that both sides would not invade each other.

As the content of this meeting was exposed, the entire Yar continent was in an uproar. Anvis's specific background and identity were also quickly circulated at the first time.

The fourth son of Duke Carlos, born with high-purity double legendary blood, is currently a student at Pamir College and has not yet held a coming-of-age ceremony.

This resume is incredible to everyone who sees the information. It is no longer simply a genius or a demon, but only absurdity.

Duke Carlot, known as the youngest ninth-level in the history of the empire, is not even at the seventh level at Anvis's current age.

How can Anvis Olivendi become a ninth-level? Even a ninth-level prophet?

After receiving the report at the first time, many major forces in the Gloria Empire were even more suspicious of whether there was something wrong with the intelligence, or whether the other party disguised their appearance.

But then, when the Olivendi family suddenly announced to the outside world that Anvis was appointed as the new head of the family, everyone had to start thinking about what attitude they should take towards the Olivendi family in the future.

Those who were once hostile to the Olivendi family were even more restless at this moment, as if they had lost their parents.

"Anvis Olivendi? A ninth-level prophet? How is this possible?!!"

In the Marquis of Alke, the headquarters of the 'Light of Hope' Legion.

In the brightly lit conference room, the descendant of the Marquis of Alke, the heroic young knight legion leader Alyssa Alke, sat at one side of the round table, looking at the latest intelligence, her golden red eyes widened in disbelief.

"This is impossible, he is still my classmate, and even joined the True Knowledge Society at the same time as me! How could he become a ninth-level prophet?!"

"But this is indeed a fact, perhaps it is a miracle from the legendary gods."

On the other side of the round table, the son of destiny, Landon, who is the deputy legion leader, leaned back in his chair with a serious look.

"Although we are not directly hostile to him now, the Enoch family and the Olivendi family are both one of the four major families in the empire. When they can no longer hold on, they will most likely ask for help from the Olivendi family. If this continues, we will eventually face each other.

His Majesty Alke has done me a favor, but if we want to destroy the Enoch family for revenge, we'd better think about what to do when we really become hostile to him in the future."

"But that person is a ninth-level prophet, and everyone knows the methods of the prophet. Even if His Majesty Alke himself is not afraid, we can't fight against him."

At the side of the round table, Landon's sister Leah couldn't help but speak.

"I'm afraid we can only rely on His Majesty Alke to make a decision. Whether it's war or peace, we just wait for His Majesty's decision."

In the end, Alyssa finalized the tone of the matter.

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On the other side, in the banquet hall of Count Baroska's castle in the eastern part of Karlas Province, another discussion on how to deal with Anvis was also going on.

"What did His Majesty Marquis Borochi and the Glory Alliance say?"

"Retreat our defenses and stop all actions against the Olivendi family."

"Damn it, is there really nothing we can do?"

Count Baroska, with his messy ginger hair and a full beard, sat at the table, staring at the people around him, and punched the table with his sturdy arms.

Everyone was not surprised by his reaction. After all, the other party was once a vassal of the Olivendi family, but he betrayed his former master at the first time during the turmoil. Now that the Olivendi family is about to rise again, the other party will inevitably be in a state of panic.

"Can we make some kind of plan to lure out his body and kill him?"

"Use conspiracy to deal with a ninth-level prophet? Are you sure?"

Listening to Count Baroska's words, Count Moore next to him raised his eyebrows and looked at him a little confused.

"Well said! Then it will be up to Lord Baroska to arrange this plan--"

"Lord Baroska has a good idea. We need such a good plan!"

The other people present also sneered, but at the same time they also exchanged glances with each other in private.

They were all people who had previously taken advantage of the Olivendi family. The news that Anvis became a ninth-level prophet was a thunderbolt to everyone. They must come up with a way to deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise they will be liquidated sooner or later.

"After all, he is just a newly promoted ninth-level prophet, not a ninth-level extreme stargazer, and there is no floating city to cooperate. We also have the support of the marquis behind us, so we are not powerless to resist!"

Faced with the sarcasm of the crowd, Baroska's face flushed, but he still argued with a look of dissatisfaction.

"Well, what Lord Baroska said makes sense."

At this time, a slender figure sitting in the corner of the banquet hall, wearing a long blue velvet cloak, who had remained silent before, suddenly spoke up and agreed with Count Baroska.

"Lord Limaila!"

Seeing this figure speak, the other people present saluted him one after another.

Although Count Limaila was of the same status as them, the other party was directly under the Marquis of Poloch. At present, the power of Marquis Poloch was flourishing in the empire, and the other party was also incomparable.

"Don't be too afraid. After all, we are also the current nobles of the empire and are protected by the royal family.

If the other party really takes action personally, the royal guardians will definitely stand on our side. Even if that person is a ninth-level prophet, he cannot go against the power of the entire imperial royal family."

Looking at the nobles around him, Count Limaila spoke lightly.

"Of course, everyone knows the methods of the prophet. We must unite now and never give them the opportunity to defeat each other."

"What Lord Limera said makes sense!"

"I agree with Lord Limera. Now we must stabilize ourselves so that we can maximize our own interests."

Hearing this, the other nobles nodded one after another, and Count More even stepped forward to support Limera's words.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, I also have something to say to everyone."

Looking coldly at the nobles who were vaguely led by Limera, Count Baroska suddenly stood up and clapped his hands.

"I wonder if Lord Baroska has any advice?"

Looking at Count Baroska with a smile, Count More raised his glass to indicate.

"Instructions?"

Looking at the people with different expressions, Baroska's beard and hair suddenly showed a crazy smile.

"Everyone, I say hello to you on behalf of His Majesty Anvis!" (End of this chapter)