The decoration of Hubert's home was as rough as before. This time Claire followed Sirian in and directly saw Hubert waiting for him in the living room.
"Claire, Sirian said that you have something important to discuss with me?"
Claire nodded and walked forward. At this time, Sirian, who was leading the way from behind, said, "Lord Claire, you guys can talk, I'll go down first."
Claire stretched out his hand and shouted to Sirian, "No, stay."
A strange color flashed in Sirian's eyes. He felt that his identity was not suitable for him to stay and listen to the chat between Claire and Hubert. But since Lord Claire asked him to stay, then he should stay.
"Please sit down." Hubert made an invitation gesture towards Claire and Sirian.
After Claire and Sirian sat down, Hubert looked at Claire and asked curiously, "What did you say you wanted to discuss?"
Claire also beat around the bush and said directly, "His Majesty Norris passed away, and now the throne is vacant..."
"So you came to me this time to talk about this matter?"
Claire nodded slightly, "Yes."
Hubert smiled slightly and replied, "I'm a little curious, who do you want to assist? I remember that you were forced to leave Blazing Flame Plane because of conflicts with Klee and Vito."
"Neither."
"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Hubert's eyes, "Who is that?"
"Princess Irene."
Hearing Claire's words, Hubert pursed his lips with a playful smile on his lips.
"It's not that I don't want to support you, it's just that our family has never participated in the replacement of the throne." Hubert declined politely. Just as Shane said before, it is best for a sword master family like them not to participate in the replacement of the throne. It will not be of much benefit to them.
The inquiry just made by Hubert was just to satisfy his curiosity, not an intention to cooperate.
Claire was not in a hurry and continued, "Lady Sophia, Count Norton, Guen Family, and Duke Charlie have all joined. If you join, the chance of success will be greater."
"I think you misunderstood me. It's not that I don't support Irene because its success rate is too low, but I'm really not interested in the replacement of the throne." Hubert replied, but he was a little surprised at the moment. He didn't expect that Claire could actually recruit so many people who were willing to assist Irene. From a clear perspective, Irene's chance of winning is not high.
"Don't worry, listen to what is said." Claire said, "I know that participating in the replacement of the throne will not be of great benefit to your family, but what if I can offer you a bargaining chip that makes you excited? Are you willing to join?"
"A bargaining chip to make my heart beat?" Hubert narrowed his eyes. He was already at the level of a sword master, and there weren't many things that could make his heart beat.
"Yes." Claire responded, "Sword Saint Hubert, you bought a Magic Fruit from me before. Based on the medicinal properties of that Magic Fruit, you must have used it to refine the potion for promotion, right?"
Hubert nodded slightly, and Claire continued, "Don't mind. Before I came back, I asked someone to investigate the situation in your family, and found that your son is over sixty years old, and he is still at the level of Archmage, so I guess that Magic Fruit was prepared by you for him?"
"That's right." Hubert nodded slightly. He didn't really care about what Claire said about investigating his information. It wouldn't matter if those superficial things were investigated.
"If you don't advance to Archmage before the age of sixty-five, you will have no hope of becoming a Dharma Saint for the rest of your life..." Claire said.
At this moment, Hubert's eyes became excited. He looked at Claire and asked, "Do you have a way for Angus to advance?"
Now Angus is only sixty-three years old, and there are still two years before the threshold of sixty-five, which means there is still hope. If Claire has a way to advance to Archmage, then it is indeed worth his while to help Irene rise to the top.
Claire shook his head slightly, "I really don't have this."
"And even if you reach Archmage before the age of sixty-five, the chance of being promoted to Dharma Saint in the future is very small."
The saying that one cannot reach Archmage before the age of sixty-five is circulated in the mage circles. This is not an absolute truth, but a reference. This means that if a mage is not talented enough to be promoted to Archmage before the age of sixty-five, then even if he is promoted to Archmage later, there is no hope of becoming a Dharma Saint.
Therefore, if a mage like Claire is already extremely talented, even if he was delayed due to some things and was promoted to Archmage when he was over a hundred years old, there is still hope of being promoted to the level of Dharma Saint later.
This is the same as the saying among civil servants in the previous life: if you cannot become a regular civil servant before the age of 35, it means that you have reached the end of the system.
It is only for reference, not true.
Hubert Of course he knew this was the case, and sighed, "Alas, but there is some hope after all, right?"
The most difficult thing for a father to accept is the mediocrity of his child. As a sword master, Hubert naturally hopes that Angus can go further than him and be even better, but the reality is that things often backfire.
After the first round, Claire smiled mysteriously, "Although there is no way to advance to Archmage, I have another way to go."
Sure enough, Hubert instantly became interested, but still asked with some doubt, "What road?"
Then Claire winked at Sirian. Sirian immediately understood. Then he walked to the open space outside the sofa and took out his weapon from Spatial Ring, a simple gray sword.
Then the sword was inserted straight into the ground. In the next moment, within a few meters of Sirian, dozens of ice picks burst out from the ground, like a lotus flower in full bloom.
This is a close range attack method that Sirian figured out by himself. Casting it when falling straight from a height, the damage effect is particularly significant.
Hubert was not very shocked. Sirian worked under him in the army, so he was already used to Sirian's attack method that combined magic and martial arts.
There were many soldiers who went to learn from Sirian before, but they could all develop such coherent attack methods like Sirian. Even Hubert attributed this to Sirian's special talent.
Hubert was just about to ask a question when he saw Claire getting up and walking in the direction of Sirian. After approaching Sirian, Sirian also handed the weapon in his hand to Claire.
Hubert At this time, he already had a guess in his mind, so he stared at it carefully.
After Claire weighed the weight of the weapon in his hand, he played a few sword tricks casually, then looked at Hubert and said, "Sword Saint Hubert, you have to watch it."
After saying that, he easily inserted the big sword in his hand into the ground with one hand, and then hundreds of ice picks suddenly stabbed out from the ground. The damage range caused was much larger than Sirian just now. Everything within seven meters of Claire was smashed by the ice picks. This is still the effect of Claire's withdrawal of force. If he didn't withdraw his force, the whole floor could be flattened with one blow.