Spots

At the Holy Alliance, trainees had one class every week. The instructors were Saint Realm experts from various races, and the lessons helped trainees comprehend realms such as "Treating Light as Heavy" and "Drawing Upon Heaven and Earth."

Aside from that weekly class, trainees could freely arrange their own time. They could cultivate on their own, spar with others, or venture into the Sacred Tree Forest for experience.

Housing arrangements were also very flexible. There were many vacant residences within the Holy Alliance. They could choose to live together with members of their own race or intermingle with other races.

The Sacred Tree Fruit Contest that Andres cared about most was also mentioned in the parchment book.

Four slots for the Sacred Tree Fruit Contest had now been confirmed, belonging to the first through fourth places on the Cadet Ranking.

Although Sacred Tree Fruit had no effect on those at Peak Level Nine, this was a contest between the Elves and the Beastmen. The god-level experts on the Elves' side attached great importance to it and sent out their strongest Ninth Rank experts every time.

And the strongest Ninth Rank expert on the Elves' side was on the Cadet Ranking.

Furthermore, in order to nurture their younger generations, the various races had a great demand for Sacred Tree Fruit. They paid enormous prices to obtain it each time, so the Level Nine Experts on the Cadet Ranking were all highly invested in it.

If they could seize a Sacred Tree Fruit, even if they did not use it themselves, they could trade it for many benefits.

The next Sacred Tree Fruit Contest would begin in a little over two months. The final slot on the Elves' side would also be decided before then.

At present, the favorite was Richard, who ranked fifth on the Cadet Ranking.

If no one defeated him, Richard would obtain the fifth slot.

"Richard." Andres remembered the name, planning to learn more about him before challenging him.

"Let's go choose our residences first." Inori closed the parchment book and spoke.

There were many vacant residences in the Holy Alliance. As long as they registered with the staff behind the hall counter, they could choose one.

None of the three objected.

They walked over to the counter.

"Hello, we're here to choose residences."

"Please present your badges."

The three of them each took out their badges.

After checking them, the female Elf behind the counter brought out a thick book containing a directory of every residence in the Holy Alliance.

It also marked the residential areas for each race, as well as several mixed-race areas.

Just as the three focused on the directory and considered where to choose their residences, a small Goblin walked up behind them.

"May I ask if you are Lord Andres and Lord Teresa?"

Andres and Teresa both turned around at those words.

"We are. May I ask who you are?"

Andres looked curiously at the Goblin before him. He did not know many Goblins, but he remembered every one he knew, and this man was not among them.

"Ah, you two are even more imposing than in the portraits."

The Goblin first bowed before introducing himself. "My name is Matos. Mr. Ivan sent me to assist you two. Anything you need done in the Holy Alliance can be entrusted to me."

"Mr. Ivan?" Andres was somewhat surprised.

Ivan was the chief person in charge of the Goblin Merchant Guild in the Oga Kingdom. Andres had not expected him to specifically arrange someone for them to command.

Matos said, "Lord Andres is our honored guest, while Lord Teresa is a genius we are focusing on nurturing. Both of you are people Mr. Ivan thinks very highly of. If you need anything, please feel free to instruct me."

"Alright, then please thank Mr. Ivan for me," Andres said.

Having just arrived at the Holy Alliance, he truly needed help in many areas, so he did not refuse.

At Matos's recommendation, the three each selected a residence in the Human Race residential district, then headed there together.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the Human Race residential district of the Holy Alliance.

Patur was cultivating with his eyes closed.

The small building in his garden had not yet been completed, so he was still living in his old residence these days.

After entering the Saint Domain, he rarely had such leisure to cultivate.

Over the past dozen days, news of his advancement to the Saint Domain had rapidly spread, and people came every day to congratulate him.

He had spent many years in the Holy Alliance and made quite a few friends. Naturally, he had to receive friends who came to offer their congratulations.

After all that bustle, things had only begun to settle down over the past day or two.

"Your Highness, a message has arrived from the Oga Kingdom," a servant's voice called from outside.

The sudden voice caused Patur to open his eyes from cultivation.

"Come in."

The servant entered with a bow and handed Patur a note.

Patur took the note and read it, and killing intent immediately surfaced on his face.

"How dare he injure my son? What audacity!"

He stared viciously at the name written on the note and said it one word at a time, "Andres!"

The note described the conflict between Andres and Gallo in full.

Gallo had sent this news. The messenger had left Oga City more than ten days before Andres and the others, but because he was slower than the flying Silver Dragon, he had only now arrived.

Patur crushed the note into a ball as though it were Andres himself.

"An mere Level Eight Warrior, yet he has already comprehended the realm of Drawing Upon Heaven and Earth. No wonder he dared lay hands on my son!" Patur's expression shifted constantly.

From the note, he learned that Andres had received Trevor's approval and become a Holy Alliance Trainee.

"With his potential, Lord Yasen likely won't agree to let me deal with him."

Patur understood the Human Saint Realm experts' way of doing things very well.

Just as he considered what to do, a booming voice rang in from outside.

"Patur, I'm here."

"Lord Abad?"

Patur's eyes flickered, and a guess instantly formed in his mind.

"Could Trevor and the others have already arrived? Did Lord Yasen send Lord Abad to persuade me?"

He waved a hand, dismissing the servant.

Abad strode inside.

Patur hurriedly stepped forward to greet him warmly.

"Lord Abad, what brings you here?"

"Haha, I had planned to wait until your small building was finished before coming to congratulate you, but something important happened today."

Abad looked at Patur with a solemn expression.

"Patur, you already know about what happened between your son Gallo and Andres, don't you?"

Just as expected!

Patur confirmed his earlier guess.

"I just received the news," Patur said without concealing it.

Abad nodded, evidently having expected this.

"Then I'll speak frankly, Patur. You understand the Human Race's situation very well. To compete with the other races and survive better, we Human Saint Realm experts cannot kill one another."

"Andres has already arrived at the Holy Alliance. His entry into the Saint Domain is only a matter of time. Neither Lord Yasen nor I wish to see a conflict between you and him."

"I also know about what happened between your son Gallo and Andres. Gallo broke Andres's younger brother's arms and legs, and Andres broke Gallo's arms and legs. That settles the score between them. Let's turn this major matter into a minor one and let it end here."

"Besides, your son Gallo truly has been somewhat arrogant in his usual conduct. Consider this incident a lesson administered on your behalf."

Patur listened calmly to Abad's words. Only after Abad finished did he respectfully say, "I understand. The Human Race's greater interests come first."