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When Shiayar walked out of the bedroom, he found that the light was still on in the study downstairs.

The faint fragrance of lace wafted in the air, and in Shiayar’s mind, the image of the silver-haired Empress erged with the scent.

"Isadella still hasn’t left?"

Shiayar was sowhat surprised.

In the past, because of her busy imperial affairs, Isadella would only stay for one night, returning to the palace the next morning to deal with the mountain of military and political affairs, as well as dealing with those scheming nobles in the council.

He didn’t expect that even though it was already midday, Isadella still hadn’t left his ho.

...

"Duke Leo volunteered, wants to take the post of Southern Inspector of the Empire?"

In the study, Isadella looked at the docunt in her hand, squinting slightly.

"This is the first ti I’ve heard... that the position of inspector in the Empire could hold such allure for the great nobles of the Empire’s capital."

The Empire’s capital is what it is because it is unique.

It is also the power hub of the entire Empire.

Voluntarily exiling oneself from the center of power to go to the territories...

This is a rare phenonon for those great nobles who covet power and regard it as their life.

"Yes, that’s Duke Leo’s exact words in the council."

"The original holder of the Southern Inspector position of the Empire, Fioran, is now secluding to break through from Titled Rank to Legendary, within the Empire Capital."

"And if Fioran successfully breaks through to Legendary, I’m sure His Majesty will no longer allow her to hold her previous position, but would definitely give her a key role in the Empire Capital’s Military Departnt or Jurisdiction Bureau... So the position of Southern Inspector is now vacant."

Off to the side in the study, Dyres read through the docunt in her hand, reporting respectfully.

This is the current reality of the Empire Capital.

As a forr mber of the White Tower, Fioran, now high up in the Empire’s hierarchy, can be said to have truly boarded the ride of her life.

It’s important to know that Silvia, the Sky Silver Witch, was awakened from the Eternal Slumber Plane because Fioran took the initiative to report Shiayar’s traces to the White Tower. Were it not for this, Silvia and Shiayar’s reunion might have been delayed for a long ti.

When Shiayar first ca into Isadella’s view at the Frontier City of Leo, and was subsequently recruited as the new Swordbearer, it all originated from an inadvertent report and introduction by Fioran.

One might say, to the White Tower Master and Queen of the Empire, these two Titan Throne level figures at the top of the Western Continent... Fioran can be said to be a matchmaker who helped them find the other half of their life.

A true great benefactor.

Though it usually doesn’t show, a bit of guidance and reward is enough to let Fioran swiftly cross the kind of sedintation that supposedly takes decades at the 6-Ring, straight to the brink of Legendary.

Of course, compared to Fioran, who had great fortune fall upon her, Dyres herself wasn’t too far behind.

She directly transitioned from being a dark pawn casually inserted by Her Royal Highness at St. Roland Academy, to now being a close confidant by Isadella’s side.

And her rank improved significantly as well.

Thinking of this, Dyres stretched out her own hand, seemingly unconsciously touching the desk and chair beside her.

Then, she quietly spread out her spiritual power, ticulously recording the scent and imprint engraved on the study furniture.

This is Shiayar’s study in his residence.

In other words, every piece of furniture here, even the desk and chair, had been personally used by Shiayar countless tis.

The details and aura regarding Shiayar on these things are extrely excellent dream weaving materials.

Ordinarily, with Enola person guarding this residence, Dyres wouldn’t dare co here alone to collect materials for dream weaving... It was only when visiting alongside Isadella could she seize the opportunity to gather these materials.

Then, using these materials, to fill the self-dream weaving journey.

To make that human boy in the daydream filled with Desire Power, more real and vivid...

As an extrely rare pure love warrior within the Succubus royal lineage, Dyres doesn’t wish to, like other kin, uncontrollably absorb the Desire Power of outsiders, otherwise she couldn’t have contracted the pure white unicorn.

Thus, naturally, only this thod of self-dream cultivation remained.

And now she was just one step away from becoming Legendary, to truly achieve Legendary status, to make the Succubus clan great again... Dyres was really giving it her all, directly under her supre superiors, the Empress’s eyes, collecting Shiayar’s materials.

Of course, if Dyres knew what a certain Dragon of the Night did not long ago, she might only sigh.

We’re all playing with dreams, but why is there such a big gap between each other.

While she’s racking her brains to collect materials for daydreaming, so ancient dragon had already stealthily hit a ho run in the dream.

"The Southern Territory managed by the Southern Inspector."

"If I rember correctly, it was primarily under the control of the Borgia family before."

Isadella looked at the docunt in her hand, her long legs crossed, delineating a graceful curve beneath her black and red Black Vulture military uniform.

With her level of spiritual power, she absolutely couldn’t fail to notice Dyres’s little actions.

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