"I understand, the Imperial Parliament has not yet unified its strategic policy. Do you want to show them Damin's vulnerability and make the Queen lean towards the pro-war faction?"

"That's right, your family interests are all in the East. The more the empire tilts resources towards Damin, the more you can draw benefits from it..."

Listening to the other party muttering to himself, Willy Pitman fell into silence.

So much information was analyzed from one sentence. This damn profiteering businessman is so well-informed!

However, he doesn't seem to know the latest information yet...

After hesitating for a moment, Willy Pittman decided to tell the truth.

Anyway, these news will soon reach the Far East, and it is of no value to hide it.

"Actually, there is another reason."

"Oh? I hope to hear it carefully."

"The Holy Grail is here."

The divine light in the boy's cave disappeared as soon as it burst into pieces. Joseph Barney narrowed his eyes and whispered like an aria in the ancient language of the [Legluk Empire].

"If the Holy Grail appears one day, the [Round Table] will be destined to be destroyed."

Looking into Willy Pittman's eyes, Joseph Barney smiled confidently.

"So, will the Holy Grail appear in Damin?"

"Yes, all destiny, cause and effect, prophecy, and divination ultimately point to this kingdom."

"I think the [Knights of the Round Table] must not be able to sit still, right?"

"Well, more than half of the knights have left the country and are on their way to Damin."

"[Gebken] Canal is opened, and they will be able to reach Damin soon, huh..."

After pondering for a few seconds, Joseph Barney lightly tapped his eyebrows, and the deep hole hidden in the shadows flashed with a tiny faint light, murmured to himself.

"Do you want to take advantage of this time difference to build momentum for the young knight in your family?"

"That's right, she arrived at Damin in advance for [The Gods List]. By chance, she had an advantage of at least half a year. If she could make a name for herself, the chance of winning the Holy Grail would be greatly increased..."

Speaking of this, Joseph Barney looked at Willy deeply and frowned slightly.

"But you chose a wrong goal. Wu'an Jun is one of the top ones among the many Sons of God. He wants to use him as a stepping stone..."

Shaking his head, Joseph Barney did not hide his disapproval.

"Risk and interest coexist, doesn't it?"

"The last glory of the Damin Empire, the supreme genius, the invincible cruel tyrant violated the majesty of the [Legluk Empire]. The young knight of the round table bravely drew his sword at him. In the end, the tyrant fell under the sword of the knight, and justice defeated evil. The glory of the empire was sprinkled in this barbaric and ignorant country, giving them spiritualization and civilization... What a perfect epic script..."

Willie Pittman spread his hands, looking out into the void, smiling at the corner of his mouth, as if he saw the longing for the future.

However, Joseph Barney poured a basin of cold water on him without mercy.

"Indeed, if you win, you can reap the symbolic nature of the changes in the country's fortune, plunder Wu'an Jun's fortune, replace part of his [play], and become the master of the next thousand years..."

"But what if I lose?"

"Haha, that kid is only level 4. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot compare to the top sixth-level knight who is ready to reach the gods."

"What if he can compare?"

“…………”

Willie Pittman's expression stagnated and he frowned and looked at Joseph Barney.

"What do you know?"

"As a reward for the Holy Grail intelligence, I will tell you a regretful fact. Wu'anjun's strength is far beyond all of us. The power he showed alone has reached the limit of mortals, and he is only one step away from the Divine Sect."

"The knight of your family came to Damin just to find an opportunity to enter the divine realm. Compared with him, there is no chance of winning..."

Willie Pittman opened his eyes wide, his kid's hole slowly contracted, and several contradictory words were constantly repeated in his mind.

"Fourth level, the limit of mortals, the divine gate?"

Hearing his murmur, Joseph Barney shrugged helplessly.

"We don't know how his person can accommodate such a huge force. All the sights that spy on him are blocked and twisted. He is like a dark abyss, unfathomable and unfathomable..."

"We can only continuously adjust our evaluation through the strength he demonstrates, but every time he updates the information, he can bring us a huge 'surprise'."

Willy Pittman, who looked full of doubts about life, came back to his senses, but still could not accept the news that subverted common sense.

"You mean a young man who is less than 17 years old and who has officially awakened for more than three years. He has surpassed the accumulation of other sons of gods for decades and has reached the natural trench of human and gods, and may ignite the divine fire at any time?"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid yes."

Shrugged again, Joseph Barney smiled with a bad taste.

"In addition, I will tell you another unfortunate news. This young man who has just awakened for more than three years can ignite more than one divine fire."

“…………”

"In a naval battle not long ago, he almost destroyed a fleet with one force, demonstrating an incomprehensible terrifying power."

“…………”

"Damin, who cannot take full advantage of the Myth, is almost invincible. We even suspect that after the [Saint List] is opened, he will be one of the top existences, second only to those future god kings who inherit the holy throne."

“…………”

"That's why we asked Damin's local sanctuary to come forward to warn him, instead of simply and rudely sending people to suppress him. It's not that we don't want to, but that we can't, do we understand?"

“…………”

Willie Pittman was stunned for a while, and his numb eyes gradually returned to focus.

"I don't understand why the fourth level can reach the divine realm?"

Upon hearing this, Joseph Barney smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Don't try to understand existence that you can't understand."

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Chongyungang

Under the dark night sky, a handsome and evil young man walked alone on the street, admiring the corpse swaying in the wind on the street lamps on both sides, nodding with interest.

"This Wu'an Jun is tasteful and can play..."

Rubbing his chin, the young man felt as if he had entered a nobody and came to an elegant mansion. The soldiers standing guard along the way did not look at him, as if they could not see him at all.

As he stepped into the vermilion gate, the young man looked around and his eyes suddenly froze.

In his sight, a little loli with pink and jade was lying in the courtyard, with her two white and tender hands scattering the soil, digging out a black and unsweet plant rhizome, and happily putting it in the small pot beside her.

"Xiaojuju has made great contributions, kuong~kuong~"

He whispered and twisted his little butt, the little loli twitched his nose, and suddenly stopped moving, turned around in confusion, looking in the direction where the young man was.

Seeing her timid and puzzled gaze, the young man's mouth rose wildly and greed appeared in his eyes.

"Can you see through the magical body of heaven?"

"Wuanjun actually raised such precious blood food in captivity, so it should be cheaper for me today!"

The figure flashed, and the young man appeared in front of the little loli in an instant, grabbing her neck like a hooked claw.

But just as the fingertips were about to touch the little loli's skin, a shrill cat moan suddenly exploded in the young man's ears.

"Meow~"

Scream~

Five terrifying claws fell into the air, and the young man's pounce was stopped and he was forced to move forward and retreat.

Dodging the giant claws that tear open the five cracks of the earth, the young man frowned and looked at the big tree beside him, and smiled coldly.

"Where did the three-legged cat come from?"

"Where did the Demon Sect beast come from?"

The little white cat looked down on the young man without showing any weakness, and the murderous aura in the cold vertical child was steaming.

The young man was about to speak, but his cruel and vicious eyes suddenly froze. His eyes slowly moved downwards. He saw a handsome young man standing not far away and looking at him quietly.

There was no warning, and the boy was standing there from beginning to end, looking at him calmly.

The little loli, who was protected by the boy, stretched out half of her head and hugged her small pot tightly, with her big watery black eyes flashing.

"You are Zhao Yinshun?"

The young man tilted his head and stared at the boy in white.

"Well, who are you?"

"Tianmo Sect, Si Kouming."

Zhao Yinshun nodded meaningfully, and a ferocious curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I remember, Tianmo Sect."
To be continued...