CHAPTER 614: Sunny Day

The Babylonian Academy of Magic and Strength had been packed for a long time. Nearly every influential figure in the Empire had gathered there. Representatives and students from all the schools under the academy were busy preparing for the grand ceremony.

On the Academy's largest square, a squadron of knights in black armour was stationed. They guarded Lawrence, who stood in ceremonial robes, smiling broadly as he chatted with his ministers.

The two major threats that had persistently plagued the Lancelot Empire - the Orc Empire and the Kasi Empire - had both been neutralised by Han Shuo in the short span of a dozen days using devastating methods. These ministers hadn't had a good night's sleep in ages, but now they could finally relax. Their faces were once again plastered with beaming smiles.

Before Han Shuo's return, there was a possibility that the hundreds of thousands of orc warriors from the Orcs' Empire would break through the Southern Border City any day now and march directly to the capital of the Lancelot Empire, Ossen City. The presence of this enormous threat kept these aristocrats awake at night and robbed them of their appetites. They feared that one day they would wake up to find uncivilised and savage orc warriors standing around them.

The privileged classes of the Empire had always been plagued by this kind of mental anguish - until the day Han Shuo decided to go to the South Border City. For that, they were sincerely grateful to Han Shuo.

Proudly standing next to King Lawrence was Firenze, the Lord of South Border City. Today was an important day for Fanny, and naturally, Firenze had taken time off to attend.

By this time, the story of how Han Shuo had massacred several hundred thousand orcs had spread like a plague to every corner of Lancelot's Empire. The story was known to all!

Even though there were no deliberate exaggerations in the story, the feat of slaughtering hundreds of thousands of orcs all by himself couldn't have sounded more unbelievable. As a result, most people who had heard the story weren't entirely convinced that Han Shuo possessed such abilities.

For this reason, as soon as Firenze appeared, the nobles and dignitaries of the empire who had friendly relations with him immediately surrounded him and pressed him to hear his account. King Lawrence was no exception.

Although Lawrence had full confidence in Han Shuo, the tale coming from the Southern Border City was simply too overwhelming to believe, even for Lawrence. After Han Shuo had become a god, he naturally had an air of majesty about him. Lawrence felt a rather uncomfortable pressure when he faced Han Shuo, so he was not inclined to seek confirmation of the validity of this news directly from Han Shuo. Now that he had this rare opportunity to meet Firenze, he listened intently as the ministers asked Firenze questions.

"Old madman, are you sure you got this right? Bryan, this young man, really drowned the hundreds of thousands of Orc warriors with the help of Necromancy?" Old Hahn of the Betteridge family had a relatively good relationship with Firenze because of the intimacy between Emily and Fanny. He shouted his question to Firenze.

As Old Hahn asked the question, all around him, the patriarchs of all the family clans, the ministers of the realm, and even King Lawrence himself, pricked up their ears and showed wide eyes and gaping jaws. It seemed everyone wanted to know.

"Fuck it! Believe it or not, it's up to you! Why are you a bunch of unseasoned fools so upset? Even if I'm lying, do you think all the citizens of Southern Border City are lying at the same time?" Firenze rolled his eyes and shouted. He was being bombarded with the same question over and over again, and he couldn't be more annoyed.

"By the way, the commoners have an immense ability to exaggerate and distort the true story. We wouldn't be so half-baked as to believe every word they say," old Hahn gave a short, sly laugh before putting on a solemn face. He fixed his eyes on Firenze and asked again, "So you are telling the truth? This boy really did single-handedly get rid of several hundred thousand Orc warriors by using necromancy magic?"

Old Hahn knew that Firenze, though a fiery person, would never talk nonsense. He was even more certain that Firenze was telling the truth when he began to show annoyance.

This story was just too much to take at face value. Even Ayermike Cotton, the expert key to the foundation of the Empire, had not achieved anything nearly as phenomenal as Han Shuo.

Eliminating several hundred thousand Orc warriors all by himself, what kind of power was that?

"Believe it or not, I'm tired of talking to you!" Firenze groaned coldly and glared at Lawrence, who was eavesdropping on the conversation. He raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty, stop eavesdropping. I'm still waiting for the two legions you promised me. When will they arrive? I need them to conquer the realm of the Orcs! The Orcs have been attacking the southern border for three years. It's about time we gave them a taste of their own medicine!"

Lawrence gave an embarrassed, awkward smile and promised Firenze, "Don't worry. Within a month, the two legions will be on your southern border. Until then, please be careful with them."

"After the carnage that Bryan has wrought, the Orcs have lost their nerve. He's now even more respected than I am on the southern border. All the orcs thought that he was a real diabolical demon and dared not pick a fight with us. The southern border is safe now. You have nothing to worry about," Firenze said casually. He seemed very confident.

Lawrence nodded with a smile and said nothing more. However, his heart was filled with astonishment at this moment. He had never expected Han Shuo to be so terrifying. Even the entire Orc Empire was so afraid of his power that they didn't want to mess with the Lancelot Empire anymore. After confirming the validity of the incident outside the Southern Border City from Firenze, Lawrence was even more determined to give Han Shuo the best treatment at all costs.

The dignitaries of the empire all had shock in their eyes. They were still slowly replaying and digesting Firenze's words in their minds. They too had made a firm resolution - to never stand against Han Shuo.

"What are you talking about?" it was at this moment that Han Shuo's soft voice sounded. He walked over with the meticulously adorned Fanny.

The light make-up and faint smile on Fanny's face enhanced her already charming and beautiful appearance. The dark, flowing magic robe gave her a solemn and dignified look, but at the same time it didn't completely hide her graceful, seductive figure. The air of elegance that surrounded her made everyone who met her nod in their hearts. For some reason, they felt that the Babylon Academy of Magic and Strength would rise to even greater heights with her as its chancellor.

"It's nothing. We were just wondering why you weren't here yet," Lawrence rushed to cover up before Firenze's loose lips revealed what they had really been talking about earlier.

"Fanny, you look very beautiful today, as beautiful as your mother!" But soon after these words, a memory seemed to come to Firenze's mind as he sighed softly. His smiling lips slowly turned into a frown.

"Thank you for the compliment, Father. Father, this is a happy day. Don't dwell on unhappy memories," Fanny said hastily, smiling as she saw Firenze's face turn sad. She had long since forgiven Firenze for neglecting his family while serving his country all those years ago.

Firenze nodded and remained silent. He seemed to have improved a bit.

As soon as Han Shuo and Fanny appeared, the dignitaries of the empire swarmed over to congratulate Fanny.

"Alright. Let's get started," Lawrence nodded to the honour guard from a distance.

The guard of honour, who had been standing by, began to play musical instruments of all kinds as soon as they saw Lawrence nod. Teachers and students from all the schools began to gather at the sound of the cheerful and light-hearted music. Emily, Phoebe, Emma, Candide, Amyes and many other characters that Han Shuo was familiar with all appeared in the square. Emma took to the stage first, and with an amiable smile on her face, she told the glorious story of the Babylon Academy of Magic and Strength. Fanny wore a solemn and respectful face as she listened attentively to Emma's speech.

The dignitaries of the Empire and the members of the Babylon Academy of Magic and Strength also listened intently from beneath the stage. The Inauguration Ceremony proceeded orderly and according to plan.

Of Ayermike Cotton and Graeae, one stood in the crowd while the other hid on the top of the highest clock tower, constantly monitoring the situation around them.

Han Shuo unfolded his consciousness. He too was cautious and alert. He was terribly afraid that some malicious actor would sabotage the ceremony.

Gathered in the square were King Lawrence of Lancelot, most of the Empire's nobility, and the future of the Empire - the students of the Babylon Academy of Magic and Strength . A successful assassination attempt would cause incalculable loss to the Lancelot Empire. They had no choice but to be very careful to avoid the most unacceptable scenario.

After some time, Chancellor Emma finished her speech and the actual handover and inauguration ceremony had begun. Everything went well and nothing happened that wasn't already in the works.

I don't think there will be any problems. I doubt anyone who knows I'm here would dare to cause trouble, Han Shuo thought to himself as he noticed no unusual activity as the ceremony drew to a close. However, some people truly have no fear of death. Just as Han Shuo thought there were no more surprises, he suddenly sensed something strange about the light elements in the surrounding area. The searing sunlight coming from the clear sky above seemed to be getting brighter and brighter.

A disembodied pressure enveloped the square from the sky. It was so heavy that some people felt suffocated.

Han Shuo was on alert. He immediately unfolded his consciousness and pointed to Graeae and Ayermike Cotton.

Ayermike Cotton and Graeae had also felt the anomaly. Both were on high alert, as if a great enemy were about to strike.

After a moment of careful sensing, Han Shuo's heart turned cold and frosty light burst from his eyes. His body vanished into the air like a ghost and materialised on top of the clock tower, standing next to Ayermike Cotton.

"This is the forbidden Light Magic of Mass Destruction - 'Radiant Blast'. More than one person has cast this spell. They intend to kill every single person in the square. They must be people from the Church of Light!" Ayermike Cotton said to Han Shuo in a low tone as soon as Han Shuo arrived next to him.

"Hmph, so they knocked on my door before I could knock on theirs!" Han Shuo groaned coldly as murderous thoughts rose in his heart.