Chapter 835: Uplifting Colossus

A few minutes later.

Lei En finished the matter at hand, turned his head and glanced at Fa Lan Jia Si Ka. She waited quietly, without the slightest impatience, her posture and expression flawless.

He pulled out a report and opened it.

It was handwritten by Fa Lan Jia Si Ka, the script elegant and clear, each character neat and bearing the writer's unique style.

"You may sit."

Lei En skimmed the report without looking up and said.

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka gently brought over a chair, but instead of sitting opposite the desk, she leaned beside Lei En.

A faint, elegant fragrance wafted in, causing his mind to flutter.

From day one, Fa Lan Jia Si Ka truly considered herself the chief maid, believing a maid should sit beside her master to provide more attentive service.

Lei En had already become accustomed to it.

He skimmed through the report quickly, roughly grasping the matters to discuss, and before he could ask, Fa Lan Jia Si Ka volunteered, "Sir, the invitations for the opening ceremony were all sent to the 124 guests half a month ago. Three guests have explicitly stated they cannot attend and have sent apologies, five guests are pending, and the rest have confirmed they will be present on time."

"Hmm, good." Lei En nodded.

He had prepared for this opening ceremony for a long time; what would be displayed would astonish the world.

At the same time, he would use this opportunity to bring Getan officially onto the Empire stage.

The list of over a hundred guests was drafted personally by Lei En; any friend or collaborator who had crossed paths with him and possessed a certain status and strength received an invitation, including several Holy Soul Wizards, who all readily accepted.

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka read out the names of the four pending guests.

Upon hearing Ge Nie Wu Si's name, Lei En's brows twitched, and he asked aloud, "Is the Consul still undecided?"

The other three are Empire Senators; it's fine if they don't come.

But Ge Nie Wu Si's status is extraordinary; as Consul, he is the Empire's nominal supreme ruler, and every move is watched by countless people. If he does not attend, the ceremony loses political significance and could be misread by the outside world.

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka replied, "I just contacted Baron Du Bo Si Tan this morning; he said the Consul is busy campaigning, his schedule is full, but he'll try to make time to attend."

Baron Du Bo Si Tan is the Consul's chief of staff.

Three more months and it will be year‑end.

This year is New Era Calendar 2535; whenever the final digit is '5', it is a year for electing the Consul. All Empire Senators will formally vote in the middle of the last month, selecting the next Consul for a ten‑year term, who will be sworn in on the first day of the new year.

Ge Nie Wu Si has already been re‑elected three terms and is now seeking his final term.

Back then, he was promoted by Grand Marshal Tim*Kenan, and three years ago he traded support for the "Naishe Supervision Group" to gain the backing of the Mo Du faction. The two major factions, with eight Holy Soul Wizards, hold overwhelming advantage in the Supreme Council, making his re‑election a foregone conclusion, essentially pre‑determined.

Lei En does not intend to replace him immediately; he will run only after Ge Nie Wu Si steps down.

He plans to spend these ten years "building high walls, stockpiling grain, and slowly claiming kingship," amassing greater strength and foundation, then in one stroke overthrow the Supreme Council.

Therefore, Ge Nie Wu Si cannot fail to be re‑elected.

He need not hustle; he only has to wait three months for the Empire Senate to finish voting.

Ge Nie Wu Si should understand how much he values this ceremony, surely he would save face for himself and set his schedule early, yet it remains pending?

Several Holy Soul Wizards are attending, and you are not coming—what does that mean?

Lei En felt a bit displeased.

"Did Baron Du Bo Si Tan give any other reason?" he asked again for confirmation.

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka shook her head lightly, "No. I privately asked him about the Consul's itinerary on the day of the ceremony, and he refused to disclose it."

Lei En considered for a few seconds.

He still needed to maintain good relations with Ge Nie Wu Si and it was improper to press him directly, so he said, "Give him three more days; you don't have to ask daily—inform me promptly if there are any updates."

"Understood, sir." Fa Lan Jia Si Ka noted it in her mind.

She then detailed the arrangements for the ceremony day: guest reception and lodging, Gotham City's security on that day, the platform setup for the audience, several contingency plans for emergencies, drills, and so on.

She also asked Lei En to make decisions on some key points.

Lei En was very satisfied with her arrangements; everything he thought of she had covered, and even what he hadn't thought of she anticipated. All aspects were thorough, requiring no further input from him.

What an efficient female secretary!

He silently praised her; with Fa Lan Jia Si Ka's abilities, even without a wizard's talent, she is a rare talent in internal affairs.

"Proceed as such," Lei En decided, closing the report.

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka realized the work was done and was about to rise and take her leave when Lei En suddenly said, "Fa Lan Jia Si Ka, you've been by my side for almost two years, haven't you?"

"Yes," Fa Lan Jia Si Ka lowered her head slightly, "Including today, it's exactly two years."

"You bear no resentment toward me?" Lei En asked lightly.

"It is my honor to serve you, an opportunity that countless people cannot obtain; I have only gratitude toward you," Fa Lan Jia Si Ka said, meeting Lei En's gaze, her blue eyes full of sincerity, her stunning beauty utterly captivating.

As she spoke, her upper body leaned forward slightly, drawing a bit closer.

Lei En smiled.

She claimed she had no complaints, yet a subtle expression revealed a hint of veiled melancholy—just the right amount for him to notice.

No wonder she, a female wizard cultivated by Margarita, has first‑rate acting.

The Soul Eye sees clearly; Fa Lan Jia Si Ka's emotional fluctuations are intense now, and her words are half‑true, half‑false—believing her would be deceiving.

The prettier the woman, the more she deceives—truly an undeniable maxim!

Then I'll play along with her.

Lei En suddenly lifted her chin with his hand, to better admire her face.

Their gazes met for a few seconds; her eyelashes fluttered lightly, she forced herself to suppress the instinct to dodge, her eyes veiled with a mist, her skin tinged with a sea‑like pale blue, presenting a posture inviting anyone to pluck.

"Sir."

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka whispered softly.

Lei En lowered his head and pressed his lips to her red ones, his large hand also wrapped around her waist; even through a layer of clothing he could feel astonishing softness, a delicate grip. Possessing a mermaid lineage, Fa Lan Jia Si Ka not only has a face that could topple a city, but also the supreme "water‑snake waist" and a pair of perfectly round, flawless legs, usually hidden beneath an elaborate long dress, unseen by anyone.

After a French‑style wet kiss that lasted two minutes, the chief maid was nearly suffocated.

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka's face was flushed, her towering chest breathing rapidly, tears about to spill from her eyes, and she gazed at Lei En with deep affection, thinking today would finally bring the long‑awaited day.

This day she had waited for a full two years.

However, Lei En released his hand, sat upright in the chair, and smiled, "I have other matters to attend to; you may go out first."

"Ah…"

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka let out a low gasp, her expression shocked.

It was her first loss of composure before Lei En, failing to control her expression; Lei En's sudden halt caught her off guard.

She had clearly prepared herself mentally, yet he stopped!

The ambiguous feeling made Fa Lan Jia Si Ka uncomfortable, causing her to doubt her own charm or wonder what went wrong that made Lei En brake abruptly.

She quickly steadied her mindset, steadied her breath, rose to tidy the clothes Lei En had messed up, and bowed, "Sir, I shall take my leave now."

"Mm."

Lei En gave a faint reply, without looking at her.

After Fa Lan Jia Si Ka left, Lei En immediately stood and teleported away, needing to release pent‑up tension. The second after Lei En departed, a duplicate Thundercast Celestial Soldier, identical in appearance, teleported into the study to continue handling matters.

The Elven District in the northwest of Gotham City.

Lei En appeared on the top‑floor duplex of a residence, took out a communicator to send a message, then reclined half‑lying on the sofa awaiting.

Minutes later, a beam of light shot in from outside, landing to reveal Lifu Lin's figure.

She saw Lei En at a glance, her face showing delight.

"I'm supervising the Holy Lance Knights' training at the barracks; Lei En, why have you come? Is there something urgent?" the Holy Blood Angel asked concernedly.

Lei En grinned mischievously, "Can't I come by when there's nothing?"

Seeing his expression, Lifu Lin understood immediately, her ears flushing red, "It's still daytime; can't you think of something else?" she said, yet began to shed her armor.

Soon, an intense battle erupted.

In truth, she also wanted it.

Since that night half a year ago, Lifu Lin finally got her wish, experiencing a taste she had never known in her life, and savoring it to the bone.

The only flaw in the beauty was that Kuilu was also present then.

She didn't know why things had escalated to such absurdity; it just happened inexplicably…

The next day, after sobering up, Lifu Lin was so ashamed she couldn't face anyone.

Kuilu also vanished.

For half a month afterward, Lifu Lin deliberately avoided Lei En, only to discover that Kuilu had taken the chance to hang out with Lei En all day.

The Seven Sisters are all shameless creatures!

After a struggle, Lifu Lin decided she couldn't let Kuilu profit; since it was already done, regret was useless, and withdrawing was unworthy. So she seized every opening, entangling with Lei En whenever possible, as if to make up for the two hundred years she had missed.

Kuilu also refused to be outmatched.

The two elves contested each other in matters of love, each refusing to yield.

This sort of thing has only zero or countless occurrences; Lei En also enjoyed it, experiencing a decadent, emperor‑like pleasure, feeling great!

At first, after a while, magical fluctuations rippled through the room.

A tall, ebony‑skinned figure with jade‑like skin teleported in, her hair a waterfall of silver down to her ankles—it was Kuilu. Seeing the two tangled together, she cursed, "Lifu Lin, you whore!"

The blood elf met Zhuo Er with a provocative glance.

Kuilu erupted in fury, about to strike back, but an invisible telekinetic hand seized her and pulled her toward Lei En, her silver‑moon robe being lifted.

"Uh…"

Kuilu was caught off guard yet offered no resistance.

It wasn't until nightfall that Lei En left, his face refreshed and clear.

The two Saint Rank elves each dispersed, as if nothing had happened.

Because Carlo Di lived in the Highland Fortress, Lei En did not return to Ge La Morgan, but dined with his younger brother and the brother's two friends, chatted briefly, and then returned to his room to rest.

Fa Lan Jia Si Ka naturally entered to attend to his washing.

Lei En spent an afternoon fooling around with the two elves; the lingering scent on him could not escape the Chief Maid's notice. Her expression was slightly plaintive, yet she said nothing, and after attending, she withdrew from the bedroom.

"Ha…"

Lei En exhaled, even knowing it was a beauty trap, he almost couldn't resist.

Lei En woke at midnight, once again vigorous and fierce.

In fact, given his current physique, he could go ten days or half a month without sleep and be fine, but sleep is a human biological instinct. Like most Saint Rank elites, he sets aside time each day to sleep, though two or three hours suffice.

In the deep quiet of night, Lei En rose without disturbing anyone and left the Highland Fortress.

He teleported to the top floor of the Obsidian Tower.

Reslin was still in the ninth floor of the tower, secluding himself to assault the Grand Mage, aided by a Hers magical array; he had already mastered "Time Stop" and "Time Jump"—both Nine‑ring Techniques—and was now constructing a "Spatial Barrier" spell model, now in its final stage.

These three spells are the most elite, most powerful, and hardest‑to‑master Nine‑ring Techniques.

And they become increasingly difficult the further along.

The second is harder than the first, and the third is the hardest.

If Reslin chose an easier Nine‑ring Technique, he might have become a Grand Mage in less than half a year, but to become a caster like Augulevi Master who can confront divine avatars in the mortal realm, he chose the most arduous path.

Now he has seen the dawn.

Lei En did not disturb Reslin, teleporting to the sixth floor of the Obsidian Tower.

The sixth and seventh floors had been converted into mechanical alchemy chambers, with over a hundred Thundercast Celestial Soldiers laboring day and night, like a massive workshop.

Lei En's arrival did not affect the Thundercast Celestial Soldiers at all; he immediately joined them.

He and the Thundercast Celestial Soldiers were forging a batch of colossi.

This is a derivative of the power armor studied for Extreme Warriors, using the Thundercast Colossus as a blueprint, embedding an enlarged Titan engine controlled by split‑brain crystal cores, merging Arcane Puppets with mechanical armor technology, ultimately yielding an entirely new product.

It stands ten meters tall and weighs 120,000 pounds, resembling a human warrior enlarged a hundredfold, yet somewhat more compact than a giant; its entire body is composed of hundreds of metal parts fitted together seamlessly, looking extremely intricate. Each part flickers with mysterious rune arrays, like muscles cast from metal, its facial features lifelike, its eyes emitting a pale blue glow, and its forehead bears a simple mechanical face emblem.

Most of the golem's surface armor is painted blue, while the chest, shoulder guards, and limbs are red, giving it a domineering presence; the whole exudes a mechanical aesthetic, emanating both lightning and Arcane energy.

It is equipped with a massive two-handed sword.

The sword weighs 10,000 pounds, its weight alone astonishing, and it possesses multiple enchantment effects, its quality equivalent to epic grade.

In the mechanical alchemy chamber there are ten identical golems, nearly completed.

Previous tests showed its combat power far surpasses that of the Thundercast Golem, matching that of a Saint Rank expert. For a Saint Rank non-caster below th Level, it is likely no match for it.

Lei En had two backup names when naming the golem.

One is the Saber Titan Golem, the other the Heaven-Supporting Golem; both are fitting.

Finally, he chose the "Heaven-Supporting Golem"!

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(End of chapter)