Chapter 831: The Self-Aware Duke Taylor

"What?"

"The meteor shower from the evening of the day before yesterday was the magic of one of them, not a natural phenomenon."

"What!"

The two 'whats' fully illustrated the change in the Old Emperor's state of mind.

The first 'what' was the Old Emperor's careless question.

In his view, what else could possibly top the appearance of two Title Holders?

One had to know that Title Holders were originally scarce.

The appearance of these two in the Empire was heaven's acknowledgment of the Empire.

This was an auspicious sign, a lucky omen.

Having been an Emperor his whole life, working three hundred and sixty-five days a year without rest, wasn't his ultimate hope just to gain someone's recognition?

Now it was great.

Two 'envoys of the gods' had come all at once.

Wasn't this exactly heaven's greatest recognition of his lifelong tenure as Emperor?

Of course.

If he could be directly given a title himself, that would definitely be even more perfect.

But he also knew that although titles had certain rules to follow.

It wasn't something anyone could get just by following them.

Otherwise, it would be too cheap.

Yet who would have thought that Nikolai would not stop until his words shocked people to death.

He came right up and directly overloaded the Old Emperor's CPU.

"The meteor shower is magic? Lord Nikolai, you've grown too, knowing how to tell jokes now."

The Old Emperor smiled after coming back to his senses.

After all, something like this had never happened before.

He could not comprehend things he had never seen before.

"It's not a joke..."

Nikolai shook his head.

"In fact, from what I've seen, the other party... no, the mana capacity of both of them is at least at the level of Orichalcum-rank Archmages."

"Just like Mentor Mera, and they might even have already surpassed her."

Hmm!?

Mentor Mera!?

Surpassed Mentor Mera!?

"This Mentor Mera you're talking about... is she the Mentor Mera I know?"

The Old Emperor asked uncertainly.

"Yes, it's that Mentor Mera."

Nikolai had absolutely no hesitation.

...

Mentor Mera, huh...

The Old Emperor couldn't help but frown.

Mentor Mera, full name 'Mera Zosimos Bahamut'.

She was the Honorary Dean of the Imperial Magic Academy.

That's right. She was precisely that mentor from when Arthur was in school ten or twenty years ago.

The constructor of the Bahamut Formula in "Graphical Studies".

At the same time, she was also the holder of the title Drawer of Shapes.

In reality, Mera's age was about the same as the Old Emperor's, both in their sixties.

But because her strength was truly too great, the Old Emperor also followed others in addressing her this way.

This stemmed from strength, and also from respect.

After all, the other party had taught two Title Holders.

"So you're saying that in your view, those two newly arrived Title Holders have the same combat power as Mentor Mera?"

The Old Emperor asked in confusion.

Just looking at Mentor Mera's title, one would know that the other party had unique abilities in drawing.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that modern Graphical Studies was established by her alone.

And it was precisely because of this that Mera possessed exceptional advantages in abilities requiring drawing, such as Magic Arrays and Magic Circuits.

Making it so that just by drawing a single Magic Array, she could firmly suppress an entire army.

Now someone was saying that two Title Holders on the level of Mentor Mera had suddenly appeared; this was somewhat like a fantasy tale.

However, the Old Emperor's words were once again corrected by Nikolai.

"Your Majesty, it's not the same, but very likely surpassing. Otherwise, they wouldn't possess magic capable of pulling down Meteorites from the sky one by one."

"Although the titles definitely played a role in this, what is certain is that the other party not only has quite impressive attainments in alchemy but also has achievements in magic."

Hmm...

Seeing Nikolai correct his words once again, the Old Emperor also had to start taking it seriously.

Once or twice before could be a joke.

But when the frequency increased, it was no longer something a joke could explain.

"I will confirm this one last time: is there not a single trace of falsehood in the meteor shower magic you spoke of?"

"None. I swear upon my title."

"Your Majesty, I am also willing to vouch for it."

At this moment.

Horn, who had been ignored on the side for a long time, also spoke up.

Horn!

Since it was like this, then it seemed it was true.

To think.

It would actually be a Title Holder capable of triggering natural disasters.

And listening to Nikolai's meaning, the other one was not inferior in any respect.

Right... the other one!

"And what is the situation with the other one?"

Since the former could even use a meteor shower as magic, then the latter should be even more formidable, right?

However, regarding the other one, even Nikolai and the rest didn't have much information.

"Regarding this point, I am not clear. After all, I didn't see the other party make a move."

"Is that so? That's truly a pity."

"But His Excellency the Chancellor might know something."

"Hmm?"

Nikolai's single sentence made the Old Emperor, who was originally slightly regretful, pause.

"They initially came into contact with the Johann Family of North John County, and later came south to the Imperial Capital together with the third son of the Sierra Family."

"Oho... Taylor, huh..."

Now the Old Emperor understood.

Whether it was the Johann Family or the Sierra Family, both were from Duke Taylor's faction.

So he immediately understood the reasoning behind this.

To put it plainly, it was a type of capital.

A type of capital to arm-wrestle with the Minister Faction.

As the person involved who had personally designed the Duke Faction and the Minister Faction, how could the Old Emperor not know what they wanted to do.

"Go and call that old thing Taylor over here."

So the Old Emperor turned his head and said a word to the attendant.

Not long after.

Duke Taylor's fat figure appeared in the dining hall.

"You came really fast. Have you been waiting outside the Imperial Palace this whole time?"

The Old Emperor's light and floaty sentence made this Duke Taylor also realize that he had been too impatient.

But this was also something that couldn't be helped.

He had received the news after the incident at the city gates.

And when he knew it was Arthur's caravan, he immediately remembered Adams's previous letter.

So he immediately had someone contact the spy inside the Flamingo Knights, and obtained a newly written letter from Adams through the spy's hands.

It was only then that he knew the two mountain dweller alchemists he hadn't paid much attention to before were Title Holders.

If that was the case.

Then the matter of Nikolai and Horn following them back and arranging the two of them in the Knight Order Garrison would make sense.

It was just that he also knew.

Because the two's identities were extraordinary, the previous idea of 'just finding any place for them to do their utmost for the Duke Faction' directly went bankrupt.

After all, people like Title Holders were not something he could grasp and control himself.

If he truly refused to give up and pinched them in his hands.

Then he estimated he would die very quickly, and also die very miserably.

Even if the Old Emperor didn't deal with him, the future new Emperor definitely would.

Not to mention those extreme Title worshippers.

So...

Since he couldn't grasp them, then he might as well directly hand them over.

Thus, he rushed to the Imperial Palace at his fastest speed, and then happened to bump into the attendant who was preparing to go find him...