Impact

The six-way wager ended in a single day.

On the surface, the matter caused no stir whatsoever. To the general public, it had nothing to do with them; after all, very few people knew the truth.

Reality and mysticism were like two separate worlds.

An invisible mirror stood between them.

Looking through that mirror, one would find them similar, yet utterly different.

The mystical side remained hidden in the shadows, difficult for ordinary people to perceive. Without some extraordinary encounter, one might never set foot in it for an entire lifetime.

Moreover, the forces involved in the six-way wager were ancient and secretive. Not to mention ordinary people—even typical mystics, or even high-ranking state officials, lacked the qualifications to know of it if their status was insufficient.

Thus, details of the wager's proceedings and outcome circulated only within the upper echelons of the mystical world and the most elite circles of power in various nations.

The mystics able to obtain information about the wager were almost all influential figures who had reached the level of Long-Lived Ones.

On that day, everyone standing atop the pyramid of the mortal world learned one name—

Gilan Iros!

"Beneath the curtain of torrential rain, a train whistle sounded. The forge's flames burned without end, and the will to slaughter would never perish."

"The King of Mad Owls came riding on a sheep, seeking to erase the apostle's will."

No one knew where these two lines had originated, but they gradually became known among the upper class. At the same time, the title "King of Mad Owls" spread with them.

Gilan Iros, the Bremen Empire's current Minister of Foreign Affairs—beneath his youthful, handsome appearance lay a fierce and savage beast, a king who had already reached the pinnacle of the mystical realm!

Some were horrified,