"A scapegoat? The true heir?"
Xiluo muttered to himself.
"Heh... none of those fellows who came from outside are simple.
Quite a few are even at the pinnacle of the legendary rank.
Without a scapegoat, you, the true heir, probably wouldn't make it out of those waters outside alive.
So, we can only resort to a few little tricks."
The scruffy middle-aged mage smiled.
"..."
Xiluo considered his words carefully.
Even with his Nature Elf allies and the Metal Dragons Clan's support.
Once he secured the inheritance, those Titans would never let him go. Afterward, the Dark Council and some unaffiliated legendary figures would probably attack him too.
As for the others, such as the Magic Association and the Eternal Empire, who knew what choices they would make?
Even if he survived the immediate crisis.
He would probably face endless trouble after returning to Niro City.
After all, any faction in this world could discover that he lived in Niro City with just a little effort...
The inheritance of the Tolian Magic Empire really was a hot potato for him.
"A scapegoat... you've certainly thought things through."
Having considered all this, Xiluo voiced his praise for the man's meticulous planning.
"Once the third trial ends, magic puppet No. 6 outside will deliver a Spatial Ring to each of the top fifty, just as it did after the second trial.
Your ring will contain the true treasure of our Torian Empire."
When the scruffy middle-aged spellcaster mentioned the true treasure, he could not help puffing out his chest, his words full of pride.
"What is the true treasure?" Xiluo asked.
"Our empire's secret techniques, magic, and knowledge.
With them, you will eventually recreate the Torian Empire's former glory!"
"Not those Magical Constructs and steel giants outside?"
"Those are all for the