"So that's what you were thinking, but don't you think there's a problem with it?"
What's the problem?
The two walked side by side toward the top floor. Nora asked:
"If he hadn't seen us, would he have made a special trip to the Second Holy See?"
"Yes, I've thought of that too, but... this sword does look very valuable, and he has no reason to ambush us. I think perhaps it was a spur-of-the-moment decision?"
"That's the only way to understand it. We should keep it within sight to prevent any accidents."
Upon reaching the top deck, Gray placed his knight's sword beside the control panel and looked ahead solemnly, saying:
" Antasia, plans changed. Head to the Second Holy See as quickly as possible."
"Okay, proceed to the Second Holy See as quickly as possible. Estimated time: eight days."
A slightly muddy sound came through as the Antasia, after a brief warm-up, slowly turned and began to move forward.
The familiar jolt returned, and the knight's sword leaning against the control panel made a crisp "clinking" sound as it struck the panel.
After a few vibrations, it tilted and slid to one side, landing on the World Tree model that was already fixed to the control panel.
The familiar mechanical meshing sound reached Xilǐ'er's ears, and he picked up the helmet and put it on his head once more.
His knights, squires, and soldiers had already gone far away, and he rode alone on his horse, feeling the loneliness around him.
"It's time to say goodbye, Xilǐ'er."
A voice as clear as a mountain spring entered his mind:
"You are indeed a knight of high moral character, and I do not regret blessing you."
"This is what I should do, as a way of repaying kindness and expressing my gratitude..."
"Are you sure you don't want to run away with me?"
"Please forgive my refusal, but I will remain Knight of Conquest to both His Majesties."
"But I've already activated your ' True Sight '..."
"That's irrelevant. Your Majesties are doing the right thing, and I'm helping them do the right thing."
"Heh, they'd better really be."
A hint of undisguised mockery came through the crisp voice:
"That's settled then. We're even. I hope you see the true nature of this world soon."
"Thank you, I would also like to wish you well, but I don't know what the Blue Dragon desires."
"You foolish fellow, you long to live."
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Inside the magnificent palace, bathed in the slanting rays of the setting sun, lies a forbidden area untouched by sunlight.
A hoarse voice, like a throttle-depleted axle, rang out:
"Look at this, this is the Knight of Conquest you've painstakingly trained."
"Isn't this perfect? Loyal, reliable, and loyal—that's the standard of a knight. What could be wrong with that?"
The slightly gentle voice asked.
The Immortal King seemed to have gotten angry, and his tone became less gentle:
"Is colluding with the Blue Dragon not a problem?"
"Isn't it a problem that they secretly meet with those short-sighted businessmen?"
"Isn't it a problem that we're no longer under your Domination?!"
The King of Domination and said:
I really don't think so.
"True loyalty is remaining loyal even after being freed from Domination."
"I have seriously reflected on the reasons for my past failures, and one of them is relying solely on my own strength without taking advantage of any possible external forces."
"Besides, with the cover of High Tier being, even you didn't sense that wisp of remnant soul. Are you really going to make things difficult for that little guy who was still Low Tier back then?"
The Immortal King's voice grew increasingly furious:
"That Blue Dragon, it actually chose to escape in this way at the last moment, it doesn't deserve to be called a dragon at all!"
"Besides, this is no excuse for your knight to engage in underhanded tactics right under our noses."
In contrast, the King of Domination seemed remarkably calm:
"I know this isn't true, but all the power of that Blue Dragon has already been transferred to you. The blood that spilled on Xilǐ'er is like a drop of water in the vast ocean, and the escaped soul has nothing but thoughts."
"A runaway child, a knight with a kind heart."
"Now that things have come to this, what more could you possibly want?"
"The potential for problems from not eradicating them completely is something you should be aware of, without me having to explain it."
"I know, but don't forget what's most important: it's my turn."
"..."
A terrifying silence reigned on the other side of the curtain. After a long while, the Immortal King's aged sigh drifted over:
"Do you remember that spot where the trademark was printed?"
"Certainly."
"Then let's send a team to scout ahead. If it's a Grand Duke, we'll adjust the priority accordingly."
"It should have been done long ago, old man."
It has been nearly two months since Xilǐ'er awoke at the Twin Kings Palace.
When he first woke up, nothing seemed much different.
Apart from the abundant power within him silently proclaiming that he had broken free from the shackles of his Low Tier, everything seemed normal.
Until he raised his head in front of those two and looked directly at his own hands again.
The pale blue circuits were as intricate as patterns, and the hard armor seemed to have turned into some kind of fluid, constantly writhing on his body.
"Your Majesty, this..."
Xilǐ'er felt bewildered, but a deep yet gentle voice had already reached his ears:
"It's alright, this is your body's energy spontaneously seeking the most suitable operating state."
It was the King of Domination who spoke:
" The Middle Tier is naturally very different from the Initial Tier. Now that you have entered the Middle Tier, your body will naturally undergo changes."
"If you feel uneasy, you can kneel here for a while until you are calm before leaving. I will help you suppress any problems that arise during this time."
Thank you, Your Majesty.
Xilǐ'er knelt in the palace for a whole day, until his armor was covered with fine, frosted Psionic Energy Circuit, until metal wings that seemed ready to take flight appeared behind him.
"Your condition has stabilized; you can leave now."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xilǐ'er bid farewell to the Twin Kings, left the palace, and accepted a larger fiefdom with the deed to which he had been granted.
He was Knight of Conquest the Twin Kings, and also became a viscount of the Eternal Domain, receiving his own unique title—" Dragon Blood " Knight.
In this country that still operates according to the rules before the Demonic Tide, he has become a true nobleman with a certain degree of influence.
Several Low Tier knights, similar to him in the past, became his subordinates, and more commoners worked the land for him as their lord. The able-bodied young men from each household were obligated to become conscripts under his command.
After completing the tasks of bestowing titles and transferring territories, Xilǐ'er now had his own knights and squires.
Once the private armies bestowed by the Twin Kings arrive, he will lead his troops out of the Eternal Domain and head to the Wilderness of Chaos to fight the Blood Corpse.
One day, Xilǐ'er was practicing his combat skills in the training grounds of his fiefdom when he suddenly heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.