Lake Heart Island, Glory Hall.
At so point, the seats around the periter of Glory Hall were already full.
One by one, leaders and powerful figures from various great powers of the Human Realm beca solemn; apart from a few whispering voices, there was no other sound.
The closer it got to the start of the conference, the more serious these people beca, even faintly nervous and excited.
For those from the middle and lower power levels of the Human Race, today was also a special day.
Because, figures from major powers, rarely seen in ordinary tis, would all be present today, visible to them.
Just this fact alone was enough to excite many people.
Even more, there were those who had co simply to curry favor.
As long as they could establish a connection with any major figure in the inner conference seats, it would be considered a huge gain for those from middle and lower powers.
In such a situation, the attendees for the inner conference seats finally began to arrive, albeit slowly.
"The Emperor of the Ragna Empire has arrived!"
With a shout from one of them, the scene began to stir slightly.
Harvis appeared with Rocque, Cappelen, and Tilly at the entrance, enjoying the attention of those present as they walked toward the inner conference seats.
"Is that the new Emperor of the Ragna Empire?"
"So young."
"So young, yet already inheriting the throne. It seems his strength is quite extraordinary, truly worthy of being a descendant of the Hero Ragnar."
"Is the one beside him the forr Princess Cappelen who has already established her own path?"
"The Valkyrie of the Empire, it seems?"
"Then the sword at her waist must be the rumored replica of the Holy Sword?"
People engaged in such discussions.
Evidently, as the foremost military power among humans, the Ragna Empire garnered significant attention in every sense.
So leaders of other forces began pondering matters inappropriate for this occasion.
For instance, was Harvis married?
Was Cappelen married?
Should they find an opportunity to establish a marriage alliance, sending princes or princesses to strengthen ties with the Ragna Empire?
Many seriously considered such questions.
But this was rely the beginning.
"The King of Larabai has arrived too!"
Migis entered the venue accompanied by Joseph.
Indeed, accompanying Migis was not Mordo, but Joseph.
The reason for this was undoubtedly because the Magic Corps Commander of Larabai had not yet recovered from his injuries, or perhaps was altogether incapacitated by Chafne's curse and unable to appear.
Therefore, Migis had to request Joseph to attend the conference as his guard.
Otherwise, it would be too disgraceful if the third-ranked Magic Country among humans couldn't present even one Legendary-level figure.
Following Migis, leaders and powerful figures from various major powers appeared in succession.
"It's Minister Nobu from the Tiger-man Tribe of the Beastman Race!"
"The King of the Dwarf Clan, King Nats, is also here!"
"Pope Yule of the Temple is making an appearance!"
"That... that's Elf Queen Sophie!"
"And the Holy Daughter Ilyss of the Beastman Race!"
The crowd gradually grew noisy.
The appearance of each major figure seed to ignite the atmosphere, turning the solemn conference venue sowhat lively.
Especially when Sophie and Ilyss appeared, the atmosphere reached its peak.
There was no help for it; one was the queen of the Elf Clan, the other the Holy Daughter of the Beastman Race, both extrely beautiful. It was impossible not to ignite the atmosphere.
Ilyss was accompanied by only Oz and Mafi.
Sophie was accompanied by Leiya and Nia, three extraordinarily beautiful elves bearing the title of the last three of the Thirteen Heroes, leading to a brief cheer in the hall.
Under everyone's gaze, these leaders and powerful figures from major powers ascended to the inner conference seats, climbing the steps to the high platform where the eting was to be held.
Naturally, encounters were inevitable.
At this mont, the nature of their relationships was fully exposed.
For instance, Harvis was now chatting amicably with Migis, seemingly on good terms, though his words hinted at probing intentions.
Ilyss received greetings from ministers of major tribes within the Beastman Race, hinting at her becoming a representative of the entire Beastman Race.
Sophie first greeted Ilyss, then was inundated with greetings from various forces, while King Nats of the Dwarf Clan stood nearby with a disgruntled look, a large bearded face full of displeasure.
As for Yule, he seed to have recovered from previous events, now returning to his usual benevolent deanor, engaging in conversation with everyone and appearing on good terms with all.
Especially with Ilyss.
This Pope seed to know that Ilyss was a Blessing of the Life Goddess; coupled with Ilyss being the Holy Daughter of the Beastman Race, leading their Priest Group, and like him, a representative of the Divine Race, a Divine Practitioner, his words carried more respect when conversing with Ilyss, showing his reverence for the Life Goddess.
And Ilyss, usually the timid Holy Maiden, appeared to have fully prepared for today, surprisingly presenting herself in a sanctified and dignified manner, her behavior filled with authority, like a completely different person.
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