Countermeasures

"What did you say?!!"

The mage who revealed this information was so startled by Charles's grim face that he nearly jumped up...

However, he quickly regained his composure and repeated what he had just said, word for word.

Charles's face had never looked so grim; he never imagined he would hear such news again.

It is important to understand that the Alliance Council, as the de facto ruling body of the Alliance, is almost the very foundation of the Alliance's existence. From the very beginning when various School united to establish the Alliance, the Council has essentially been another symbol of the Alliance.

His brow furrowed, as if he wanted to take some action at this moment, but when he tried to speak, he couldn't utter a single word.

He is still in the Spirit Realm and cannot do many things, which is why the information they obtain is difficult to transmit.

This means that even though he has many solutions in mind, he is unable to implement them. The task he just gave was already at the highest level.

Perhaps this mage is the spy who leaks information, deliberately spreading false information here. But he also knows that the probability is extremely small, and that they can verify this prophecy with a very simple method.

In the end, he loosened his clenched fist, opened his mouth, and uttered a helpless word.

"Next."

The familiar words brought a sigh of relief to the mage, who stiffly walked backward. When he returned to the group, everyone was watching him.

Even as the next mage stepped forward, the other mages did not look away for a moment.

Because this is different from previous reports, it's really too far-fetched.

The possibility of them leaking information is that at most they'll complain a bit, wishing they hadn't come here, and that they should have just cooperated with the Alliance. Anyway, they themselves know whether there's any possibility of leaking information.

The fall of the Floating City presented an opportunity for these High-Order Mage.

At this point, they could choose to move their supplies out of the newly built Floating City to cut their losses in advance, and might even make a small profit by going against the tide.

They would move these supplies to the Alliance's most important Floating City, believing that the Alliance might even sacrifice other Floating City cities to save these Floating City in order to fulfill the prophecy.

This was a chance for them to make a fortune. Even if others knew that these Astrology School sorcerers knew things that ordinary people couldn't, they wouldn't think so far ahead.

But things are completely different when it comes to the Alliance Council.

The most basic qualification to enter the Alliance Council is to become Fourth Order Mage, or to receive some highly prestigious awards, such as the Arcane Mage Award or the Master of Elements Award of the Elemental School, which are the highest-level awards.

The latter requires at least Third Order Mage to qualify for entry into the Council.

Every mage who enters the Council has the authority to mobilize an entire Battle Mage Corps without discussion, handle an asset not exceeding five million Gold Coin, and be granted the right to conduct experiments...

Every mage who enters the Alliance Council can be considered a true master of the Alliance.

For these mages, being able to enter the Alliance Council means that their life's efforts on the path of a mage have not been in vain.

And now, some of them have actually predicted that the Alliance's Council will be dissolved. What's the difference between that and predicting that the Alliance will disintegrate?

The disintegration of the Alliance alone is comparable to the ' Blood Elf Rebellion '.

The mages present couldn't figure out why this would lead to the disintegration of the Alliance, no matter how hard they racked their brains.

"Your Majesty, Second Seat, shall I verify the previous prophecy?"

The monk who walked out said those words, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, and all eyes turned to him.

The monk's face betrayed his nervousness; he truly didn't want to make another prophecy.

What if it predicts something else?!

Judging from the prophecy they are making here today, if he continues to prophesy, he might be able to predict even bigger things.

If he had actually predicted the destruction of the continent, then everything would be over.

So he suggested that he should directly verify the mage's prophecy at the cost of casting a Prophecy Spell here.

Let's see if that monk was lying.

Charles looked bewildered, his mouth slightly open, the first syllable drawn out, almost making the mage who made the suggestion feel utterly dejected.

"No..."

However, after a pause, Charles continued.

"Okay... I mean, we need to verify the two of you..."

Charles pointed to the other two mages in the group, signaling them to come forward and verify the truth of the prophecy.

The two monks, filled with trepidation, walked forward together and stood beside the monk who had made the suggestion.

They felt a sense of relief, because this meant they wouldn't have to worry about predicting even more explosive news.

However, there was also a deep-seated sense of bewilderment, because they knew that the mage who had previously predicted the dissolution of the Alliance Council had no reason or motive to lie; it was pointless.

It's a foregone conclusion that they'll be monitored, and the Astrology School has hundreds of ways to verify the truth or falsehood of a diviner's prophecy. Otherwise, if any mage casually says the Alliance is going to disintegrate, are they really going to believe it?

It was precisely because they knew this that they were convinced of the truth of the prophecy.

The three acted quickly, and after the magical fluctuations dissipated, they all fell silent. Even Charles did not urge them this time.

After a brief silence, one of the monks spoke, followed by two others, whose answers were surprisingly consistent.

"This is a harbinger of the dissolution of the Alliance Council."

The three mages returned to the group, their faces showing no sign of relaxation. It was at this moment that Charles, having calmed himself down slightly, finally uttered those words that seemed to be a death knell.

"Next."

This time, no mage stepped forward voluntarily. After waiting for a while, Charles had no choice but to assign a mage to step forward.

After that, they received no more useful information, nor did they receive any bad information.

When the last mage returned to the group, Charles and the other mages showed no disappointment at not finding any more useful information.

Their faces all showed only one emotion: relief. Even Tristan hadn't expected his actions to have such serious consequences.

Charles coughed and then said:

"Everyone get ready. Remember the information you just received. It's best not to give conflicting accounts with others later, otherwise..."

Apart from Tristan, all the mages present were at least third-tier mages. For them, remembering what had just happened was not difficult, especially since it was something they could hardly forget.

As he spoke, Charles turned his gaze to Tristan and continued:

"Tristan, come here. I need you to contact the followers of the Lord of Radiance."

Charles told the mages to stay put and supervise each other, while he and Tristan slightly distanced themselves and set up a soundproof barrier.

"Tristan, remember my next instructions."

Tristan slightly raised his head and saw the seriousness in Charles's eyes, which made him swallow hard and lower his head again.

"This matter is of utmost importance; you mustn't let outsiders know about it, understand?"

Tristan nodded. Even though he hadn't heard the information just now, the solemn expressions on the faces of the mages were enough for him to know that things were not simple.

"You cannot return to the Material Realm until I give you permission, not even if the Alliance urges you, understand? You must remain in the Law Domain."

Before Tristan could nod, Charles continued:

"I will have Ophelia accompany you in the Spirit Realm to help you perfect this matter."

"First of all, my previous statement about searching the Divine Temple of the Church of the Goddess of Ocean Currents is still valid. I will have someone from the Alliance contact you about this."

"Secondly, you need to contact the Proxy of the Lord of Radiance again and ask them to sign another contract. This time, it can't be a small matter like the All-Spirit Contract."

"We need to sign the Abyss Contract. You will represent the Alliance. Someone will contact you shortly and place the Alliance insignia on you."

"Our requirement is that for ten years, no one other than the Lord of Radiance's Proxy or the person holding the position of Lord of the Ancient Realm may enter or leave the ' Ancient ' Domain Lord."

"For this, the Alliance is willing to pay an additional one million Gold Coin, the Alliance's protection clause, the Alliance Agreement..."

"You need to remember all of this. The Alliance will send people to guard this area. If anyone who does not meet the identity requirements enters, the destruction of the area will be triggered."

"You need to get this done within a month, understand?"

The overwhelming amount of information left Tristan somewhat disoriented, but he quickly regained his composure and nodded vigorously.

Charles also said with satisfaction:

"Very good, Tristan, your family will receive the reward it deserves. If you continue to perform well, the Alliance is willing to grant your family a place next to the Mage Tower in the center of the Floating City."

"Yes."

Tristan lowered his head, his hands trembling slightly as they hung at his sides.

Charles thought it over again to make sure he hadn't overlooked anything before leading Tristan back to the bewildered group.

Before heading to the Law Domain, Charles uttered these last words.

"Gentlemen, I hope you remember that you now hold a significant place in the fate of the Alliance."

Ignoring the reactions of the other mages, Charles activated the teleportation and arrived at the Law Domain amidst a dizzying sensation.