HOUSING THE POWERHOUSES.

     Navi sighs quietly as he goes through the Slip or rather the prices on it and finally he steels his mind as he chooses a tier.

His mother's severance payment was seven hundred bronze pints!. This money would have been enough to afford both of them an average life for the next twenty five years!.

     She bought their house at a cheap rate for Five hundred bronze pints and they've spent over twenty pints on other Necessities hence leaving Navi with a hundred and eighty pints worth of inheritance.

     This money is his mom's lifetime worth of service so it had better be spent wisely and efficiently.

     "What other benefits comes with going with tier 2?..", Navi turns his gaze to ask the old man who's doing nothing but turn his chair left and right at a completely relaxed pace.

     "You get quarters to live in, you get the official robes as well as free pick of a single martial weapon in our gallery..", The old man lazily says.

     "In that case I will be going with Tier 2 with the segment of those who have not sensed mana and energy affinities..", Navi says with the old man nodding in response.

     "Do you have the payment?..", The old man asks.

     Navi opens up his hiking bag where he sees small sacks of coins with ten bronze pints in each bag. He collects twelve of the small bags and puts it on top of the old man's desk for payment.

     The old man finally shows a smile of approval and then pulls out a distinct admission form..

     "Fill out you information..

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     *In the Main Imperial Palace within the Imperial Dynasty..

     *In the Emperor's Palace Hallways..

     Imperial Consort Tamara is currently walking through the long and broad hallway of the Imperial Palace with nervousness rumbling in her guts.

     A pale pink shoulder-free gown that shows her beautiful collarbone and neck hugs her body tightly in an artistic hold that sets fire to her already breath-taking figure. A set of long gloves in faded pink tone comes in lengths that reaches up to her shoulders as they add even more brilliance to her outfit with the sophisticated Eclipse shaped wedding ring on her finger showing her permanent bond with the Emperor of the Continent.

     Her hair wasn't let down as usual but was packed into a neat and elegant bun. Her jewellery were simple consisting of only a pearl necklace, a set of earrings and a snake like bangle but yet these 'simple' jewelleries showed wealth as each jewellery on her is a high ranked artifact!.

     She is obviously dressed much more beautifully and elegantly compared to what she wears in her own Palace but it is to be expected considering the level to the event she's attending as well as the significance her presence would reflect on her daughter's reputation and possibly future.

     For the last three months, all that has been in Tamara's head is this event. Her most official entering into the highest circles of power as well as a reintroduction of herself and her daughter to the true powerhouses.

     Everything step, breath and word she says in there must be perfect!.

     For this event she has spent countless effort mastering information about every single person that has the possibility of being in attendance. Their names, the organisation they represent, the power they wield, the benefits they can offer and the benefits they possibly want.

     She have mastered the identities of those strongly on the Empress's side, the neutral candidates as well as those who have the power and pull and influence the decision making in the Continent.

     Learning of some of these people's identities, cultivation feats and power mounts much more than a little pressure on Tamara's shoulders. She is essentially walking into a social Chamber of Old, wealthy and influential cultivation monsters.

     The noble people already on her side has made it exceedingly clear on what to do and what not to do in order to make it through the 'party' without burning down her already shaky reputation.

     Tamara closes her eyes and breaths in deeply while circulating her mana to calm her hot nerves as she approaches the imposing and open tall doors at the end of the hallway.

     She couldn't see or hear a thing from the outside of the wide doors but she's aware that behind the doors holds the powerhouses. She circulates her mana through one more circle before confidently and elegantly walking in.

     The instant Tamara found herself on the other side, she felt like she've entered a curtain to a whole new world as her environment goes through a complete change. Spacious party grounds with Majestically dressed people of different races are conversing calmly with one another,.. long tables that hold various meals and treats arranged simply down the floors and small high tables that hold drinks with small groups of people hanging around them.

     There were no party seats like one would expect but the hall is wide enough to hold luxurious yet simple couch at its end with small groups of people casually hanging around them.

     The lighting of the room is perfect for the atmosphere without being either too dim nor too bright -not like it mattered much to cultivators of their levels- but they all seemed in fancy of the environment as they socialised with grace and vigour.

     Tamara almost gives a choked breath that would have drawn negative attention as she enters the hall. Her heart races and breathing gets a little difficult all from one thing,..

     The aura!..

     The passive aura of hundreds of High levelled cultivators!.. it is beyond suffocating for her.

     Although she's a very powerful Rank 6 Sword maiden in her own rights and she's at the highest rank for high level cultivators and yet she felt like an ant just before the passive and not even the true aura's of the giants present!.

     Monsters!,.. they were all just monsters.

     One of the artifact she's wearing silently activates to shield her from the suffocating aura as she immediately regains the elegant bearing she never seemed to have lost.

     'Where's the Emperor's throne?..', She silently contemplate as she surveys the hall with her eyes instead of mana.

     One thing she's learnt is to avoid using mana as much as possible in front of these monster or else she would draw lots of unwanted attention.

     He must be upstairs, she soon answers her own question as she looks up to see a very high second floor. The true powerhouses amongst powerhouses must be conversing there as she hasn't recognised any leader of the arms of the Court or the elven empire in the broad hall.

     With her arms tucked gracefully in front of her waist and her cheek held high, she finally makes a move. She strolls gracefully in a noble but almost care free manner across the room while attracting just the perfect amount of attention.

     She soon stops in front of an empty round High table and picks up a glass of transparent wine before bringing it to her plump lips.

     She takes a barely noticeable sip from the glass and puts it back down in front of her as she observes the situation once more.

     She feels a silent gaze on her, then two and then a dozen and then,.. two dozens. The number of people curious about her as True Imperial princess Seflim's mother keeps growing but she didn't show any strain or discomfort on her face as she meets their curiosity with Elegance.

     She's wearing a grade Six high level artifact that block off all unwanted probing so she isn't pressed much.

     Or so she thought.

     A piercing gaze filled with mana that feels like lasers soon tries to investigate her but it's held back by the power of her artifact but that gaze is followed by two and then ten!.

     These people held nothing back!..

     And to Tamara's surprise, the effects of her Grade Six high level Artifact immediately began to fade.

     Her heartbeat almost sped up and her face almost showed shock at their power levels which was literally MELTING DOWN THE EFFECTS OF A RANK *SIX* ARTIFACT!!.

     Eleanora gets a little tense inside but she soon calms down as she remembers a conversation she has had before the event.