Chapter 1493: Chapter 874: Her Smile_2
The one responsible for compilation work is naturally considered.
And evidently, neither the Witch Spirit Court nor the High Priest ever considered whether he would accept.
——The former is an absolute command and desire for control. Regardless of why he came here, once here, he belongs to the Witch Spirit Court, which provided him shelter, and there’s no reason for him to shirk his obligations. The latter must have known he wouldn’t refuse.
Of course, he accepted.
Thus, he was openly thrust into the forefront, becoming the most excellent among the ten mentors, stirring controversy, and even midway becoming the lead mentor, responsible for all teaching arrangements...
Mastering hundreds of Wildfire Secret Techniques within ten days, breaking records, and leading a thousand young Wizards to the Northwest in a short time, solving floods in three days and vanquishing nine-tenths of the water demons.
In total, within a month, he completely eradicated flood disasters that the Foreign Land had been unable to solve over decades.
This strengthened the already proud Witch Spirit Court even further, making its name widespread among the People Under the Heavens.
Originally, Yu Country, the top country among nations, is now above Overlord-level figures. Surrounding nations sent envoys requesting the Witch Spirit Court’s Wizards to assist with flood solutions.
This represents immense political power and diplomatic influence for a nation.
The whole nation celebrates!
Of course, outside the Witch Spirit Court, he, once the lowest of Princes, suddenly drew attention from People Under the Heavens.
He saw the Emperor, whom he hadn’t seen in eighteen years, give him a look of surprise and admiration.
And those who once plotted against him extended resentful and jealous glances...
Then the Emperor asked if he would return to the court to serve?
This was a signal.
Their jealousy grew stronger.
His heart stirred, then he lowered his eyes, letting out a soft smile.
The next day, he returned to the Witch Spirit Court.
Six months passed before he saw the High Priest, who only occasionally visited the Witch Spirit Court.
She seemed unsurprised, as if it wasn’t unexpected that he worked diligently to distinguish himself, yet abandoned the throne...
If one joined the Witch Spirit Court, inheriting the throne would be impossible.
When he accomplished such great deeds and won broad public acclaim.
All were surprised by his choice, and even within the Witch Spirit Court, many viewed him with strange eyes.
Yet she didn’t.
It wasn’t because she predicted his choice, but because she didn’t care.
She hadn’t cared about the internal strife of the Imperial Family.
Compared to her ease in resolving calamities, his grudges with those people were trivial.
So after half a year of not seeing her, he felt a slight discomfort.
Like how he recently used some means, causing that Prince to be beheaded, his family ransacked... it was impure.
Thus, while helping her inscribe another Technique, he unconsciously asked.
"Does the Imperial Crown regret giving someone of corrupt Mind Art the chance to ascend the heavens?"
She looked up.
"Ascend the heavens? Where would you ascend to... aren’t you here?"
Her demeanor, tone, everything was transparent and straightforward like a clear mirror.
He suddenly couldn’t speak.
Years later, he recalled that captivating woman under the faint window light saying indifferently... aren’t you here?
Yes, he was here.
That day, unconsciously, inexplicably, he overturned all his plans on the Imperial Court, uttering in front of his enemies and the most indifferent father, reversing his path of revenge.
It was just a moment of enchantment.
Which led to her and him at this moment.
He thought for a moment and smiled.
Now that he understood, he would follow his heart.
Hands clasped, bowing, his robe hung low; he knew she was surprised.
But he said nothing.
This time, she could not see through him.
——Before the Imperial Crown, I am willing to be your faithful servant, a lifetime without regret.
Later he still saw her rarely. The Imperial Crown wasn’t busy; it’s just that very few could reach her presence, and even the Emperor had difficulty seeing her more than once a week, except in times of major calamity.
Heard that before seeing her, the Emperor would bathe and burn incense, refraining from touching any concubines three days in advance.
Powerful as the Court Justice, he only sees her when summoned by the Imperial Crown or when the Witch Spirit Court needs her decision on major affairs.
And in legend, the Spirit Master and Court Emperor, second only to the High Priest, were rarely in the Witch Spirit Court, and when they were, they seldom saw her...
Besides these few, the one said to be with the strongest Talent, most powerful, second to the High Priest, but stirring storms of blood among nations, the Witch Tower Demon Loulan often saw her, but also at best once a month, sometimes going years without seeing her...
He knew how jealous people in the Witch Spirit Court were of him and the other two in the Strategy Chamber.
The jealousy caused the most innocent and lovely little junior sister from the Witch Spirit Court to glare at him as though she desperately wished to use Witchcraft to turn him into a mouse to feed to her Amethyst Spirit Cat...
Thanks to her, he realized just how lucky he was.
If so, then he’d make himself even luckier.
He applied himself even more, no longer hiding his Talent, exhausting his efforts, compiling and revising a third of the Strategy Chamber’s Art Book within six months, completing the amendment within a year. The Witch Spirit Court passed resolutions, and he became the chamber leader. Another year, he advanced further, year after year, no matter the rise, the thrill of elevation and satisfaction made him feel deeply content but also thirstier.
At twenty-two, he became the Court Justice.
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