In June, the weather in the Kingdom of Saint Ellis had gradually grown hot and dry. The powerful empire had already established itself on the Holy Continent, and everything inherited from the former empire had been completely taken over by the new one.
In the main hall of the Imperial Palace, Abel was rarely seated upon the throne. More than a dozen members of the council, along with several important figures of the empire, stood below him.
"The imperial throne will be returned to my descendants once they are born. Before then, I hope the members of the council will properly manage the empire. I established the council because I hope that even my descendants will place cultivation above worldly power!" Abel looked at everyone below and said solemnly.
Most of the people in the hall had already guessed at his decision. He had no descendants, and the Hari Family itself had very few members. There was not even a direct heir who could inherit the throne.
This was also because he had established the council early and handed the empire's power over to it, reducing the impact on the empire's operations caused by the absence of its emperor.
This action reassured the other two empires considerably. From the way Abel had relinquished power, it was clear that he was not someone who valued worldly authority. Moreover, Abel had reached the rank of Intermediate Wizard before the age of twenty. He had to be a cultivation fanatic.
The two empires did not need to worry that Abel coveted them. Under the analysis of their intelligence organizations, every intelligence analyst had reached the same conclusion.
That was, if the Kingdom of Saint Ellis had not sent troops against the Duchy of Camai first, Abel would most likely have killed only the