Lanno's Request

"I intend to enter the Throne Seizure between my elder brothers and sisters as a contender."

Lanno's tone remained calm, but the content of his words was earth-shattering.

"So, I hope to obtain your support, Anvis, Your Excellency."

"You're just saying something like that outright?"

Glancing at Lanno, Anvis gave no response.

"There is no need to worry. This is the Word Spirit Seal Ring bestowed upon me by His Eminence Guardian of Stars, the Royal Guardian. Under the protection of its 'Secrecy' rule, no one else can probe the contents of our conversation."

Lanno removed the glove from his left hand and showed Anvis the ring on his left pinky, glittering with Starlight.

"...Then I can tell you that the Olyvendi Family will not support any Prince in a struggle for imperial power. Even if you came to me, it would be useless."

Somewhat surprised, Anvis glanced at the ring and gave Lanno an advance warning, lest he entertain fantasies of obtaining the Olyvendi Family's support through him.

"...Though it is regrettable that I cannot obtain the Olyvendi Family's support, I did not hold much hope to begin with. After all, my eldest brother and Fourth Sister have likely already tried."

Lanno shook his head.

"I have already said that I came this time to obtain your personal support."

"I am merely an ordinary Fourth Rank Mystic Scholar, Lanno, Your Highness."

In response to Lanno's invitation, Anvis remained expressionless. Both his words and manner conveyed the meaning of please seek someone more capable.

"An 'ordinary Fourth Rank Mystic Scholar' who could ask a High-rank Prophet to punish the Eternal Gold Club, command an unknown powerful expert in the Glory Secret Realm to suppress a Heretic God Priest, and even return safely to the continent after facing an ancient existence?"