Novel Bin Chapter 728 Two Monarchs
But unbeknownst to both these guilds, there were far greater and more important matters being discussed in the Imperial Hall situated at the center of Eletnall, the capital of Zivot Empire.
A tranquil environment and soothing music played by various instruments exclusive to the elven culture that were hovering in the air while being played using magic.
A scene of a long line of seats on various platforms was revealed and on the top, were two thrones.
On these thrones, two golden-brown haired high elves who revealed the auras of powerful saints were conversing with each other. One belonged to the Emperor while the other was occupied by the Abbot of Zivot Empire.
These two individuals looked to be in their late 50s but their real age… was unfathomable.
A 7th stage summoner elf in brown and golden attire, having a book on his lap that contained the records of their religious doctrine spoke to the next party.
Maeral Sez Insalor Venric, the 7th stage summoner saint also known as the Abbot of Monastery of Life, spoke in a stern voice…
"Brother… the time is coming closer. We will have to send the Hero there."
Nievan Triscal Insalor Venric, the 8th stage saint Magician donning black and golden robes also known as the Emperor of the Zivot Empire responded to his younger brother…
"The previous 2 heroes failed, 600 years ago, the summoned hero and his entire party died there.
Although I\'m reluctant to send Ervalen… But he has the highest chance to achieve it." said the emperor with an anticipating voice.
"Yes. Even our great god Gyvenimas helped us this time after we proposed this arrangement before the Summoning Ritual.
That\'s why he chose Ervalen given his own powers and history in his previous world.
After coming to our world, he became a 4th stage saint in just 5 years. His bloodline and inborn talent can\'t even be compared by High Elves despite him being a halfbreed." spoke the Abbot with a pleased and proud countenance.
"If Ervalen managed to control that \'thing\' in Alfheim… He will be able to not only kill the Demon God but will help us overturn the hierarchy of the species, making us High Elves as the most supreme race.
And if he becomes a Demi-God… even the Elder Dragon and the Archangels won\'t be able to stop us.
In the future, Elves shall rule this world." said the Elven Emperor enthusiastically.
"We would\'ve turned victorious long ago if that place didn\'t have the restriction of a 5th stage saint." he revealed.
"Do not worry brother. Our God chose Ervalen\'s divine abilities himself.
Even the Demon God won\'t be able to kill him unless he becomes a Demi-God rank being first. But given our hero\'s talent and bloodline, he will become such a being within just 20 years." gloated the Abbot.
The talks between two of the strongest individuals continued in a merry tone. But suddenly, the conversation took a grim turn.
"What about my son? Hasn\'t he been found yet?" queried the Emperor.
"We even sent our spies to Rakos, Vulcan and the Amser empire. And yet… there was no trace of him." spoke the Abbot.
This was something they were investigating privately and no one including the closest confidants of the emperor knew about this matter.
"I think we should stop now. He is most likely dead." said the Abbot reluctantly.
"No younger brother… We need to keep searching.
Both you nor I don\'t have more than 50 years to live now.
You chose the vow to not marry or have children to serve our God as his spokesman while I could produce only 2 heirs.
Given our current situation, finding my son is of utmost priority no matter how long it takes." spoke the emperor in a dejected tone.
"We need him to become the Emperor and my daughter to become the Abbess."
But to these words, the Abbot quickly refuted…
"She… I cannot approve of it. We both know about her. She\'s… tainted." he spoke, suppressing his rage.
"Brother… we have no choice. We lived for more than 600 years and our lifespan is at its limits unless we both miraculously break through to the next rank before our deaths.
But if the worst was to come…
We need to at least place our family in these two positions or else, there will be a war and our Elven Emperor class might get usurped by the Elven High Kings class.
We both will go down as the biggest jokes in our ancestry if that happens." revealed the emperor as he sighed helplessly.
"Then not her.
How about we wed her to Ervalen and make their firstborn as the contender for my position?
That child can be groomed from a young age and we will maintain our hegemony as well." proposed the Abbot.
"Agreed. This is a better alternative.
As long as our family name continues… then it\'s all worth the sacrifices." spoke the emperor.
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Soon, the topic of their conversation shifted to another grave matter.
"What about the Hero of Darkness?" queried the Abbot this time.
"Since I last heard… \'They\' found his trace and are looking in nearby empires of the Vulcan empire.
They can\'t enter the Rakos Empire or the No Man\'s Land anyway so it\'s good news that they traced him to other empires.
It\'s only a matter of time before he\'s caught." revealed the emperor.
"Then what about his Divine Keys? The Vulcan empire can no longer use them since their Pope and Hero are dead." questioned the old elf.
"The matter will be decided during the Conclave of Heroes when he\'s caught.
Till then… we also have to be vigilant.
We must protect Ervalen at all cost." replied the emperor.
"Well… it\'s not like anyone can kill Ervalen anyway." spoke the Abbot confidently.
To his reply, the emperor also laughed off as he declared vehemently.
"All in all… He is going to save this world."