Cheers

"Dole is at the same level as me now. Does that mean I can apply to go to the imperial capital?" Allen said to Akron beside him with a bitter smile.

Akron smiled bitterly as well. "He's already stronger than me. After all these years, I might as well have lived like a dog."

"Yeah. Twenty-nine years old—it's outrageous."

"But it's still too early for you to go to the imperial capital. Dole won't be going there. He's a lord now, a marquis governing an entire county," Aoduolun said with a sigh.

"Cultivate properly. Try not to let him leave you too far behind. Based on the intelligence so far, he should have comprehended lightning-element rules. His combat ability was strong to begin with, so don't let him knock you flat with a single move," Akron teased Allen.

Allen immediately gave a bitter smile. "I probably can't beat him anymore. His spiritual power surpassed mine long ago. After being tempered by the lightning tribulation, his spiritual strength has risen too. I'm no longer his match."

The few of them exchanged glances and smiled bitterly at one another.

At the Imperial Mage Corps, the several level-seven Wizards in the imperial capital looked at one another, all left speechless.

Dole had reached level seven. That kid from the Northern Kingdom, who had displayed extraordinary comprehension in the imperial capital, had actually become level seven already. How long had it even been?

If the people of the Northern Kingdom learned about this, wouldn't they regret it to death? They had thrown away a man truly capable of suppressing an entire region just like that?

The few of them smiled bitterly while also taking secret delight in their misfortune. In a few days, if war broke out with the Nightmare Empire, they could