"Well..."
When Gagaran heard Lakyus mention what happened yesterday, her expression became unnatural for a moment. Yesterday, she encountered a group of warrior adventurers from the Church of Destiny. Because she saw their exquisitely equipped gear and heard people around her praising their strength, she couldn't resist her curiosity and challenged them to a match.
When the other party learned that she was an Adamantite Ranked Adventurer of Blue Roses, they gladly accepted her invitation, and both sides engaged in a very enjoyable fight. The outcome of the competition was truly surprising, for Gagaran, a senior and experienced adventurer in many battles, suffered a crushing defeat.
The opponent's fighting ability and experience were clearly far lower than Gagaran's, but their martial arts were incredibly strong and their physical abilities were also outstanding. Gagaran was no match for them at all. And this situation was not an isolated case. Almost all of the Church of Destiny's warriors were like this. After several consecutive battles, Gagaran, Tia, and Tina, and the three others were severely injured.
Since when did Adamantite-ranked adventurers become worthless? All of them were filled with emotions about this, feeling a little shaken. Recalling the previous unrest in E-Rantel, everyone in Blue Roses felt a sense of urgency. Perhaps there would be more monsters in this New World in the future. If they couldn't find a way to improve themselves, it might not be easy for them to work as adventurers in the future.
"I was just joking. I have no intention of becoming a follower of that God," Gagaran rolled her eyes and replied as if she didn't care, trying to cover her unease.
Having been teammates for so many years, how could Lakyus not know what Gagaran was truly thinking? In fact, she already had the intention, she just hadn't decided yet.
"Power…" Lakyus stared at the blonde girl on the announcement stage, not knowing what she was thinking, and her eyes sparkled slightly, a hidden flash of ambition.
In the following days, the victim resurrection event became the focus of the entire city. Although there were slight disturbances, the event generally proceeded in an orderly and controlled manner under the management of City Hall.
At the same time, information about the major changes occurring in E-Rantel was also transmitted to the leaders of surrounding nations through various channels, spreading waves of shock.
The kingdom that received the news the fastest was, of course, the Re-Estize Kingdom, where E-Rantel belonged.
The capital of the Re-Estize Kingdom.
Although this was the nation's capital and an area directly governed by the royal family, except for the main streets, the roads were not well-paved, and the buildings as a whole looked very old. This was a heavily aging city, showing signs of decline.
There was a small castle on a hill deep within the city. The interior of the castle was guarded by double walls. The walls consisted of more than 20 equally spaced circular towers and interconnected city walls. The circumference of the outermost circle of the city's defenses was about 1,400 meters, which was the Royal Capital Re-Estize.
In the center of the Royal Capital was an exquisitely beautiful and luxurious palace called the Royal Palace. It was where the current King Ramposa III and unmarried members of the royal family resided. This palace was also the annual meeting place for the kingdom's nobles.
In the royal study in the center of the palace, an old man wearing a crown sat in a luxurious office chair, listening to the person beside him report an urgent document sent back by E-Rantel. He was probably around 60 years old, somewhat thin, with gray hair, and did not look healthy, lines of anxiety clearly visible on his face.
"Your Majesty, this is all the information Captain Warrior Stronoff sent from E-Rantel," after the political official finished reading the document, he awaited King Ramposa III's lecture.
The old king frowned and said in a calm tone, "So the main problem now is to immediately select a reliable person who can lead the overall situation of E-Rantel, and at the same time allocate as many supplies as possible to support the city's reconstruction."
"Indeed," The King's Secretary nodded.
The names of several court officials flashed through Ramposa III's mind. But either because E-Rantel was too important to the kingdom, or because he was old and needed more time to think things through, he did not immediately sit down and make arrangements, but spoke to the political official.
"I understand. Please return in half an hour. I need to think carefully about the right person."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The political official bowed respectfully and turned to leave the imperial study.
Ramposa III held the report on E-Rantel and thought deeply, trying to find the best solution among many options.
After an unknown amount of time, a soft knock sounded at the room's door, and a clear call reached Ramposa III's ears.
"Father!"
"Oh, Renner!" Ramposa III looked up at the door and a kind smile immediately appeared on his face, relief radiating from his gaze.
A girl in a white gown and wearing a small crown on her head entered. Although she appeared to be only sixteen or seventeen, she was exceptionally beautiful. Her golden hair was long and shimmering, her lips like smiling cherry blossoms, and her deep eyes like a pair of sapphires, full of gentle color—a captivating beauty.
She was the old king's youngest daughter, the third princess of the kingdom, Golden Princess Renner.
"Renner, what brings you here?" Ramposa III stood from his throne, walked to his daughter's side with a gem-encrusted scepter, and asked very kindly, his tone full of affection.
Princess Renner bowed gracefully to the old king, then replied, "Actually, I just met the Minister of Interior and heard about E-Rantel."
"Oh, so that's how it is. You came at a good time. Father, I'm having trouble choosing someone to take over the mayor's position. Do you have any good suggestions?" Ramposa III looked at his daughter expectantly, an expression showing how much he valued his daughter's wisdom.
Although many of Princess Renner's decrees could not be implemented due to interference from the nobles, he always knew that his daughter was exceptionally intelligent. Therefore, when there were no outsiders around and he happened to face difficulties, he would also seek help from his daughter's wisdom.
Princess Renner did not disappoint him. After thinking for a moment, she gave her answer. "If it's about this, I think it would be most appropriate to let Earl Charles's son, the Re-Estize Kingdom's Royal Interior Affairs Officer, take over as E-Rantel's administrator."
"Who is Al Charles?" Ramposa III kept repeating the name, trying to recall. Although he was a descendant of a great noble family, due to his background, Al Charles was not accepted by his family and was basically abandoned by them.
Two years ago, by chance, Al Charles was promoted by him to an internal affairs official. Since then, his performance had been outstanding, and Al Charles was also among the candidates he had considered before.
If that was the case, then it must be him. After making his decision, Ramposa III smiled and thanked his daughter, "Thank you, Renner, you helped your father solve a difficult problem."
"No, you were already thinking of that man, you just hadn't made a decision yet," Renner shook her head, unwilling to take any credit, a faint smile gracing her lips.
Then, she made an unexpected request to the old king, "Father, I heard that a powerful God appeared in E-Rantel. I'm very interested in this, so could you allow me to go to E-Rantel?"
"You're going to E-Rantel?" The old king couldn't help but frown slightly, a shadow of worry crossing his face.
Thinking of the description of the God in the intelligence sent back by Gazef, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, as it was clear that such a being was difficult to control, and he didn't know if it would have a negative impact on the country.
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