Fate as Olbins Sees It

Curious about Olbins's intentions, Anvis casually performed a divination for himself. Yet the result indicated that this meeting would bring him considerable help.

This made Anvis even more curious, but since his true body was far away in the Kingdom Federation, he could only arrange for his avatar at the Academy to attend the meeting.

It had been over a year since they last met. He wondered what surprise Olbins had brought him.

The Magic Light Hotel was located in the Upper District of Palosia, the Royal Capital. Its overall appearance resembled a towering Magic Tower, but its foundation floated in midair under the effect of a magic array.

Countless mysterious Magic Inscriptions flickered around the tower, shining with dreamlike, multicolored radiance in a breathtaking display.

They were not merely decorations; they were also the Magic Light Hotel's defense system. If anyone dared cause trouble, the simultaneous activation of all the inscriptions on the tower would be enough to instantly subdue a Seventh Rank powerhouse and ensure the safety of the other guests.

Just as its name suggested, this hotel was entirely controlled by the Continental Magic Council.

As the Gloria Grand Clock Tower at the southwestern corner of the Royal Capital struck twelve, Anvis, dressed in elegant formal attire, followed the chimes and knocked on the door of a private room at the top floor of the Magic Light Hotel as agreed.

The door opened. The Brown-Haired Blue-Eyed Youth, clad in strange jet-black construct armor covered in inscriptions and wearing a semi-transparent helmet resembling protective goggles, sat alone in the private room and waved to Anvis.

"Put away your bloodline effects, Anvis, Your Excellency. This time, I wanted to contact you over a private matter. It has nothing to do with my teacher or the will of the Continental