Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1042 - 761: Tolyado Enjoys a Good Spectacle and Doesn’t Mind a Big Fuss

"Princess Alexia?"

Lanci recited the name, not particularly surprised, yet still a bit taken aback.

"Do you know her?"

Abigail observed Lanci’s expression.

"I encountered her a long time ago in the Shadow World; we were both students, and it happened that we entered the same Fifth-order Shadow World."

Lanci raised his eyes to look at Abigail as he responded.

That was when he was still in Ichrite Academy, challenging his second Shadow World, and he had passed the relaxed and comfortable campus life while on student council duty with Frey and Hyperion.

At the Sanctuary Evil Banquet, there were twelve Challengers in four teams, besides Lanci Hyperion Frey, one of the teams from the Cerryti Empire was the Goddess of Destruction, Bishop of Destruction’s direct soldiers, and the Third Princess Alexia.

Before the Count of the Blood Clan’s attack the previous night, Lanci and Alexia exchanged information, and he reignited her hope.

At the end of the Shadow World, Lanci promised Alexia that he would come to the Cerryti Empire to help her afterward.

Lanci briefly told Abigail and the others about how he came to know Princess Alexia.

"I do remember, that Shadow World was when you put an end to the Saint of Destruction, which delighted me," Tolyado clapped his hands in excitement. "Right then, I thought how wonderful it would be if the Saint Heir of Destruction was also gone someday."

Though the price was half his life, he was still very happy.

"After that, the Saint of Destruction really got done in by this guy."

Talia thought back to the attack in Nanwantina and began to recap.

"I knew it, how could that honest man, Great Priest Loren, kill the Saint of Destruction as a cover-up, it must have been someone stirring trouble. According to the information I have, one of Loren’s students had just happened to have a travel record back to his hometown of Nanwantina; it certainly involved you. I immediately donated money to Ichrite Academy, very fast indeed."

Tolyado proudly told Lanci the backstory of the charitable donation of twenty thousand pounds.

"I was wondering why the account was short by so much money! You used my money to donate to the school, didn’t you?!"

After listening to Tolyado’s story, Abigail calculated the dates when money flew out of the window, came to a realization, couldn’t contain her anger, grabbed Tolyado by the throat, and resolved to end him today, to take over as Bishop herself.

But she found she really couldn’t kill Tolyado of the Peak of Eighth Rank, and Tolyado himself didn’t seem to want to resist, which made her lose interest in continuing the struggle with this guy.

"Since you, Lanci, know Alexia, it makes things easier, so I won’t have to introduce you to the matters of Her Highness the Third Princess."

Like throwing away garbage, Abigail pushed Tolyado away and continued to discuss important matters with Lanci, Talia, and Isatia on the opposite side of the couch.

"She’s also someone Barton trusts a great deal. Barton probably left the military to become a Mafia leader because of her. After forming an alliance with us, he then introduced her."

Abigail looked at Barton, the Mafia leader sitting at the other end of the couch, and said.

"Princess Alexia is someone who can resonate with the Cyrus Spirit Sword within the Empire’s protective Magic Device. The spirits of her ancestors can shield her from invasion by Evil Spirits. Correspondingly, she can sense the presence of malevolent beings invisible to ordinary people. An unintended touch of Emperor Saint Baldo’s Sword allowed her to accidentally see many blood-red evil shadows near the Imperial Palace. She gradually began to realize the Destiny of the Creti Empire rested on her shoulders."

Barton spoke with distress about Princess Alexia.

Back then, the helpless Alexia could only ask Barton, the Colonel of the Imperial Guards at that time, for help. Barton also understood how helpless and trusting she was to divulge the truth to him.

Had she told the wrong person, the inevitable outcome for Alexia would be death.

Afterward, following a series of investigations as a grey area leader, Barton finally assured that under the calm surface of Brilda, a frenzy of dark currents shadowed every step.

"The Seross Spirit Sword?"

Talia inquired.

She was hearing the real name of the Creti Emperor’s sword for the first time.

"Cyrus" she knew; Lanci had told her in history lessons, the Creti Empire was once three giants combined from the southern half of the South Continent: Seross Empire, Elsayia Holy Domain, and Vensi Free Federation, among which the final victor and main body was Seross Empire.

It wasn’t surprising that the Imperial Royalty of the Creti Empire were the progeny of the Seross Empire’s Royal Family.

"Even as the commander of the Imperial Guards, I rarely have the opportunity to see Emperor Saint Baldo’s sword up close, let alone undertake its Identification. There are no historical records explaining the sword in detail, but I can assert it’s the strongest weapon in the world today. It’s beyond any comparison to ordinary Epic Magic Devices."

Barton shook his head.

"It can not only provide the Swordmaster with many immunities and blessings but even significantly enhance them. An ancient Emperor at the Peak of Eighth Rank, wielding it during the Holy War Era, even withstood a Ninth-order Great Demon."

The higher the Rank, the more they understand how absurdly it amplifies strength.

But correspondingly, only those with Royal blood can wield this Divine Sword.

"Could it be the unscathed Red Legend?"

Lanci pondered, resting his chin on his hand.

"Red Legend?"

Many present were unfamiliar with the term.

In their minds, whether it be Magic Cards or Magic Devices, the highest quality was the Orange Epic.