Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 628: Chapter 350: This is Instigating Discord_2
 

Ange pointed at the Purple Corpse.

Not only did the Purple Corpse have a soul connection with Ange, but in Ange’s spirit, there was also her exclusive symbol.

“So, the Thunder God just wanted to notify the existence of the Thunderblood lineage, like the War God and the God of Forging. He might not know that these two have fallen already,” said Lord Anthony.

Everyone exchanged glances, apprehensive.

“Should we, convene a meeting on dimensional safety?” suggested Lord Anthony tentatively.

…

At early dawn, rubbing his yawning mouth, Tyrone stepped out from the Stargazing Tower. He stood in carriage after smoothing his thinning hair.

“You’ve been up all night again? Look at your dark circles; you can rival the black and white bear man. I wouldn’t want to witness your sudden demise in the tower one day,” said Auburnli, who was a little girl, with a tone that was beyond her age.

In the corner of the carriage, Space Arcanist Hiludi was seated obediently without casting a stray glance.

In the academy, with the Death Star being the “big shot”, the Blue Star being the “boss”, and Hiludi as the obedience student, she dared not to speak when these two ‘big shots’ were speaking.

Tyrone responded obediently as well, “The night slipped away unknowingly, the star movements have been quite odd lately, and I have a bad premonition.”

“What’s wrong?” Auburnli was not interested in stargazing, a complex art unrelated to magic, and had no comprehension of it whatsoever.

Tyrone, on the other hand, was fond of it. Apart from practicing magic, accepting a few unavoidable assignments, and presiding over the occasional Dimensional Safety Meeting, he would spend his remaining leisure time at the Stargazing Tower.

He could only observe the celestial movements at night; therefore, his sleeping habits were erratic. In due course, dark circles had formed under his eyes.

“The stars have dimmed. A few years ago, their brightness started to decrease. I have been continuously recording this phenomenon with the photometer up till now. To date, the brightness of Stellaris has decreased by a third. If this continues, all stars will disappear in six years.”

Tyrone scratched his forehead while speaking. Distracted by his hair, he changed the subject, “Hiludi, you said that hair treatment in the Goddess of Beauty City is really effective, right? Should I consider getting a treatment too?”

Upon hearing this, Hiludi immediately brightened, saying, “Of course, Lord Blue Star. The treatment is highly effective. I used to have a bald patch. But look at me now! And there’s also senior Jack. He used to have long, flowing hair. But due to his popularity amongst the girls, his wife had to shave his head.”

Tyrone came to a realization, “So that was the case. I was wondering why he went bald. I thought his magical powers had been enhanced as people say bald heads are stronger. So, he didn’t get bald but got his head shaved?”

“Exactly, Lord Blue Star. The sooner you get a treatment, the sooner you’ll become handsome, and if you delay, you might get abandoned. Get a treatment a day sooner, and you’ll become handsome a day sooner, use…” Hiludi rambled on enthusiastically and was about to pull out her business card when Auburnli stopped her.

“Use my name for a discount of 10%.” Auburnli stopped Hiludi and pulled out her own card.

Hiludi was shocked by Auburnli’s audacity. How could you steal a client? She wanted to say something in retaliation, but was put in her place by Auburnli’s glare.

Hiludi quickly sat down obediently, swallowing down the phrase: “Name-drop for an 8% discount…”

In surprise, Tyrone accepted the card, “There’s a discount too? That’s great. I can save quite a bit. I heard it’s quite an expensive package. Oh, by the way, I think I took up a bounty mission recently whose reward was also a hair growth package. But it was snatched by you, Hiludi, right?”

Hiludi laughed awkwardly and placed her hands obediently on her knees. Resigned to the fact that the prize that once was lost was lost forever, she feigned ignorance at Tyrone’s comment.

Keeping the card aside, Tyrone asked, “Who called for the meeting this time, and what’s the agenda?”

Frowning, Auburnli said, “It was Anthony who proposed the meeting. He didn’t provide an agenda but only said that there is an issue relating to the survival of dimensional planes that he’d like to discuss.”

“Hmph, what big talkers, these from the Church of Light. As though the existence of different planes depends entirely on them! Even if the Church of Light was destroyed tomorrow, I wouldn’t say it’s a threat to the dimensions,” Tyrone scoffed.

Auburnli and Hiludi exchanged glances and shared a silent understanding. With a faux cough, Auburnli began, “Err, Runi, basically, if it doesn’t violate your principles, I hope you can support Anthony, in principle.”

Tyrone looked at Auburnli in shock, hardly believing what he heard.

Auburnli looked back at him sternly, indicating she wasn’t joking.

Tyrone hesitated and asked, “Is he your descendant?”

Kvada, why is Auburnli calling him little Runi?

Although he grew up under Auburnli’s care, she hadn’t called him ‘little’ Runi ever since he came of age, and yet such an endearing nickname popped up unexpectedly. Tyrone was genuinely flattered.

And what did she mean by ‘supporting him in principle without violating the principles…’? That could mean that if it goes against the principle, then the principle should be abandoned for the sake of support.

Essentially, don’t oppose him, otherwise, he’s ‘little’ Runi. When Tyrone was ‘little’, not obeying would entail punishment.

If Anthony wasn’t Auburnli’s great-great-great-great grandson, then why would she support him so ardently?

“Anthony is one of us,” Auburnli said with a smile.

Tyrone’s face turned grave instantly. This piece of news shocked him even more than learning that Anthony might be Auburnli’s descendant.

Who is Anthony? Archbishop of the Eastern Diocese, Pope-elect of the Holy Church, the genius who, for the first time ever, split the Church of Light in two; was he on their side?

“Really?” Tyrone still found it hard to believe.

“Indeed. If you don’t support him, I’ll record your bedwetting incident from your childhood in the ‘Academy’s Grand Event Record'”, Auburnli stated.

“Oh, oh, oh, what nonsense are you talking about, our little Runi is still around you know! Support, of course, I will support him! Rest assured, I staunchly support Lord Anthony.” This was far more threatening than a beating.

While chatting along the way, the carriage arrived at the academy. As she stepped off the carriage, Auburnli suddenly remembered something and said, “You mentioned ‘the stars are dim’, I vaguely remember hearing something similar somewhere… ‘The gods fall, and the stars dim. The Red Star is shining.'”

“The Gods fall, the stars dim, the Red Star is shining?” Tyrone frowned, “Where did you hear that?”

Auburnli answered, “I heard it from the God of Knowledge.”

“The God of Knowledge? When? Is there more to it? Is that all?” Tyrone was surprised.

“There’s more after that. Something like ‘Donning battle armor, wearing a robe of law, the heroic spirit protects the home’,” Auburnli added.

At the time, Negris had asked her what the meaning of those two lines of the epic poem was. Auburnli had no idea.

Regardless of their meaning, she remembered those two lines of epic poetry. When Tyrone mentioned the ‘stars are dim’, it all sounded too familiar and took her a while to recall it.

The dimming stars… does that correspond to the ‘fall of the gods’ and the ‘shining Red Star’?

With these questions in mind, Tyrone walked into the meeting room where the Teleportation Array was to be activated, as Auburnli dragged a reluctant Hiludi into the room as well.

“Why am I included? I am not part of the academy leadership!” Hiludi struggled.

“The more you participate, the more you learn, once you’ve learned, I will promote you to leadership,” Auburnli stated. It was about time to start grooming a new generation of successors for the academy.

“I don’t want to, I have fear of heights and I would get dizzy on the podium,” Hiludi protested.

“What if you became a leader and I had the podium removed?” Without giving Hiludi any chance to struggle, Auburnli forcefully pulled her into the meeting room.

Upon activating the Teleportation Array, an urgent communication request came. Tyrone, taken aback, opened it to hear Guliani’s voice: “Lord Blue Star, there’s an unfortunate development I need to discuss with you.”

“What happened?” Tyrone asked.

“Anthony, through some method, has won over Hammer Copper and gotten the Dwarf King’s vote. The Inter-Planar Safety Conference is about to turn into a platform for Anthony to issue commands. This would be a great affront to your authority.”

“Dyson and I will do everything to support you, Lord, and to uphold the dignity of your chairmanship,” Guliani solemnly assured.

Tyrone’s spirits lifted instantly—this was a scheme to sow discord.