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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

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Chapter 439: Number 35: Box of Illusion

Darren smiled and followed Marshal Horatio, leaving the Lorne Royal Palace built of white marble and arrived outside the palace, where they boarded the carriage belonging to Horatio's family.

Although automobiles were quite common in the Lorne Empire, as far as the nobles were concerned, only carriages could symbolize their status.

Once seated in the carriage, he quickly said, "When we met His Majesty just now, thanks to Marshal Horatio's persuasion, His Majesty so readily expressed his support for us, the Cyart people."

Marshal Horatio nodded gently and said calmly, "I wasn't speaking for you."

"You should be quite aware of this matter. I was merely speaking on what I believe to be the right course for the empire at this moment; your interests and those of the Cyart people are not within my consideration."