The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Vasily looked at Ancestor Shallow Moon, nodded, and said, "I roughly know who it is. Only he could have contacted the wizard controlled by Ancestor Nightmare. I won't disturb him."

Ancestor Shallow Moon nodded. "In this generation, there are two in the Imperial City who might advance to Level 8. The number in other states is unknown, but there are at most three or four. That young couple both have potential. I have high hopes for them."

"Below Level 7, the impact on the high-level combat power is not significant," Vasily nodded. "Only those who advance to Level 7 or above can be considered the backbone of our human race, the true combat power of the human race. I will find a way to cultivate him from the side."

Ancestor Fire King's heart sank. It would be even harder to recruit him.

The others were baffled. What kind of charade were they playing? Who was that person, and why did he receive such favor from the two?

Vasily then said, "Let's talk about Ancestor Nightmare's matter. Also, has Huang Ying's intelligence reached you?"

Ancestor Shallow Moon's heart skipped a beat. "A miscalculation, a miscalculation. I'll call Yale over."

Only wizards could deal with nightmares. The warrior side was useless. He subconsciously excluded Emperor Yale, but the intelligence was still with him, so he had to call him over for careful verification.

After waiting for a while, Yale didn't come. George came instead.

George himself hadn't slept well. Dole had gone to the palace to see the Fire King. How could he sleep well? When the news of Dole's departure reached his ears, he was finally able to rest for a while, but he didn't expect to be called out again before he could fall asleep.

However, when he learned what it was about, George immediately perked up.

Several ancestors, the high-level members of the Glory Wizard Alliance, he met them all at once. He had to know that even with his status as regent, it was impossible for him to meet so many people at once under normal circumstances.

Although he was a prince, and would even be king in the future, these people were not someone he could meet whenever he wanted.

He hurriedly ran out of the mansion and came to the backyard of the palace under the cover of night.

...

An hour had passed.

The ancestors had already discussed some matters.

George arrived at the conference room. As soon as he entered, a heavy pressure almost crushed him.

Activating a pendant on his chest, he barely managed to stand upright, his mouth twitching slightly.

Was this the aura of Level 8 and Level 9大佬s? It was too terrifying.

He honestly came in, gave a deep salute, shouted the slogan of greeting the ancestors, and then sat in the last seat.

Ancestor Shallow Moon then said, "The purpose of calling you here is to learn about Huang Ying's intelligence on the Nightmare Empire. Before that, you can watch this image first."

He replayed the image they had watched before.

George's expression changed. Ancestor Nightmare's spiritual world was so terrifying? So many worlds? Was Dole behind this?

At this time, a royal ancestor said, "George, do you know who this person is?"

George glanced at the others. He saw that Ancestor Shallow Moon shook his head at him.

George nodded. "I do know. This person is one of our own, not an outsider."

Ancestor Fire King's mouth twitched upon hearing this. Was Dole so worthy of being wooed by so many people? Thinking about the other party's age, Ancestor Fire King was also helpless. A Level 6 at twenty-seven, now twenty-eight, a seasoned Level 6 was no longer his match, and his foundation was profound, not comparable to ordinary Level 6s. The probability of reaching Level 7 in the future could be said to be above 90%.

That ancestor also saw Ancestor Shallow Moon's hint and dared not speak further.

Immediately, George recounted the intelligence he had obtained, focusing on the fact that the Nightmare Empire had actually controlled the northwestern countries.

The area of the northwestern countries was actually not small, but the areas of each country were not large, and they were too scattered, resulting in insufficient overall strength. Their land area was not smaller than that of the Glory Empire, but most of them were deserts and extremely cold places with a small population, which caused no one to pay too much attention to them.

If all the northwestern countries were controlled and united, then things would be serious.

After George finished speaking, everyone's expression changed instantly.

With Ancestor Nightmare's methods, the entire northwest would probably be lost.

Ancestor Shallow Moon immediately stood up and said, "Immediately notify the high-level members of other empires. The Nightmare Empire has revived and is about to be restored."

...

Back in the Wizard Tower, Dole finally felt a sense of security. What he didn't know was that the true high-level members of the empire were now in an uproar.

After a comfortable night's sleep, he met Yuno at the entrance of the Wizard Tower complex the next morning.

Yuno was the same as yesterday, without any change, cold and aloof, like a noble goddess.

Although she was already fifty years old, she looked like she was eighteen years old. Standing with Aisha, she looked only a little older than Aisha in appearance.

The three got into the carriage and went straight to the Internal Affairs Department.

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Arriving at the Internal Affairs Department, they found that the entrance was a bit chaotic. A large team of special soldiers stood at the entrance, surrounding it, seemingly about to do something. In addition, dozens of carriages were parked in the distance, and a group of people were glaring at them as they walked towards them.

Yuno smiled and said, "There shouldn't be any accidents today. George ordered yesterday to rectify the Internal Affairs Department. Some people shouldn't be able to go to work today. Look at those people. They are retainers of the Conti family, coming from all sides, preparing to snatch people."

"Once some people are arrested by the Security Department, I'm afraid they won't be able to get out."

Dole raised his eyebrows. George's actions were quite swift.

Where was he?

At this time, in the palace, George, who hadn't slept much last night, was still standing vigorously in the main hall, throwing the books in his hand heavily on the ground one by one.

"Starting from noon yesterday until today, these are all the received tip-off letters. Take a look, who are in them?" His voice was very calm, but his actions were very wild, obviously giving others a signal that he was very angry.

Everyone looked at George, and their faces immediately turned pale.

Seeing this, George's heart stirred slightly, "Actually, these are just a part, and the most serious part. I won't say who it is. You all pass it around and take a look. Who is in it?"

No one was moved. Everyone felt guilty and looked at each other, not knowing what to do. They stood in place, not daring to move.

If they really went up to take a look, what would happen? That would be equivalent to grabbing someone else's handle. If it was the handle of one or two people, they would dare to take a look, but with so many people's handles, whoever looked would die.

A full half a minute passed, and it was terribly quiet. Finally, at George's suggestion, one person from the Correctional Department stood up.

When this person stood up, the faces of the others became unsightly.

The person walked slowly step by step to the front of the books, then picked up the books, stood below the hall, and looked at everyone expressionlessly.

Just as he was about to flip through the books one by one, George's voice came down from above again.

"We won't look at it today. I guess you don't dare to look either. Now, distribute these books according to the names. Whoever receives it will stay behind later."