Ryan found what had happened in the Holy Flame Empire utterly fascinating.
On the Norris Continent, struggles between heirs over Noble Titles rarely occurred. The ancient system had, through sheer inertia, preserved the rule of noble eldest sons. Once a problem arose with this method of inheritance, the entire noble family would swiftly lose its prestige and decline.
Over in Northwind Province, because of an inheritance issue, Viscount Miles could now only attach himself to Ryan and live a wealthy life based in Zero Crossing City. As for political influence, Viscount Miles could hardly get a word in anymore.
Then there was Count Winter. The immense prestige brought by thirty years as Governor of Northwind—once White Feather Winter became a Fairy and the second son inherited the Noble Title—could no longer compete with Ryan for influence over Northwind.
There were, of course, other reasons involved, but the issue of inheritance was certainly one of the major sparks.
Yet in this world, beneath that lion banner, no one thought it wrong for the Monarch's children to consolidate power through bloody means.
"Perhaps this is the story human nature was always meant to tell."
Between the two worlds, the only difference was that the Church of Dawn had appeared too early, while the Sun Sect had appeared too late.
The rule of Dawn had left the nobles numb and lifeless. Faith born beneath the feet of the blazing sun had come too late, and humanity's own desires held the initiative. Just look at how drastically the Norris Continent had changed in the hundred-plus years that the Lord of Dawn had slumbered. Things that had not changed for thousands of years had become completely unfamiliar in a single century.
On the path of the extraordinary, the Norris world was undoubtedly the frontrunner, with