Create a Legend

At this question, a deep wariness flashed through Duke Carlot's azure eyes.

Rather than answer Anvis's question, the duke directly activated the crystal bird amulet on his chest with his mind.

A faint gleam flickered through the amulet's pale violet "eye," confirming that the amulet on the person before him was indeed the one Anvis possessed, and that he bore an Olyvendi Family bloodline of extremely high purity.

At the same time, invisible probing radiance returned from Anvis's body, confirming that he carried no scrying magic or special spell effects such as mind control.

Still not feeling reassured, the duke slowly rose. His unique Rule Domain descended in an instant, completely isolating the space they occupied from the outside world.

Before Anvis's eyes, the desk, Magic Crystal Lamp, ink bottle, flames in the fireplace, plush carpet... everything around them was coated in a thin layer of silvery-white frost.

This frost had no temperature, yet it slowly seeped into the depths of the objects, gradually transforming every tangible and intangible thing it clung to into hard, translucent ice.

"Why are you asking this question, Anvis?"

Looking down at Anvis with a stern expression, Duke Carlot's tone was utterly serious.

"First, I am Fiona's adjutant, as well as the Prophet who has anchored her fate, Father. There are matters I must truly understand in order to reach the correct conclusions."

Faced with a Duke Carlot whose attitude differed entirely from usual, Anvis remained as calm as ever.

"Second, I am your direct descendant. The interests of the Olyvendi Family are my interests. To better resolve the difficulties our family faces on the battlefield, I hope to learn the truth behind this."

Watching Anvis speak with such composed assurance, the duke could not help falling silent, repeatedly weighing the pros and cons in