Chapter 825 - 552: The Resolve of the Three Sages and the Upcoming First Battle
Chapter 825: Chapter 552: The Resolve of the Three Sages and the Upcoming First Battle
Throughout the entire process, the three Sages did not interrupt him, only listening quietly.
The flame in Ignis’s eyes seemed to burn brighter, a playful smile curving his lips. Cassandra remained shrouded in mist, her expression indiscernible. Austin slowly closed the ancient tome in his hands.
THUD.
A soft sound echoed through this sea of stars.
"You are absolutely right," Austin said slowly. "The Light Holy See is nothing but a shadow cast by the Divine Spirits behind them.
"Expelling the Light Holy See from our world will inevitably draw the gaze of the Divine Spirits, and perhaps...
"Perhaps, just like the Doomsday World you went to, if the Light Deity cannot slowly encroach upon our world, they will resort to invasion.
"But we cannot sit idly by. You are quite right. The Dragon Realm, or that mysterious Giant Dragon Realm, can become our allies. We share a common enemy."
Austin finally made his decision. "Nancy, you will accompany Cassandra to visit that Doomsday World again and see if there are any valuable remnants left undiscovered.
"Ignis, you will go to the Red Dragon Empire and have preliminary discussions with the Red Dragon Emperor regarding a cooperation to expel the Light Holy See.
"As for that Giant Dragon Realm, I will personally make a trip to see that world before making a final decision!
"Frank, Delin, during the few days we are away, you two will be responsible for coordinating the power of the Mage City. Recall the Mages traveling abroad and draft a plan to expel the Light Holy See. When we return, no matter the outcome, we must begin this war concerning the survival of our world."
The sea of stars fell silent. The wills of the three Sages were like eternal stars. After the Austin Sage finally made his decision, ripples began to form in this star-sea space, as if it were about to dissipate. Ignis’s spark-like body danced with light, clearly eager to go "reason" with the Red Dragon Empire. The mist around Cassandra fluctuated slightly as she prepared to depart. The "Author," Austin, also slowly stood up.
Just as these three magnificent wills were about to leave, a voice rang out in this sea of stars.
"Three Sages, please wait."
The source of the voice was Raylo. Instantly, three gazes capable of crushing reality focused on him once more.
Mage Delin and Master Fran’s expressions instantly froze, their hearts skipping a beat simultaneously. They wondered what else this kid could possibly have to say. At such an occasion, even one extra word could trigger unpredictable consequences.
Raylo could clearly feel that those three gazes weren’t scrutinizing him, but rather held curiosity. Yet, they were more heart-palpitating than any judgment. Enduring this pressure, he took a deep breath and once again placed a hand over his chest in a bow.
"I have one more matter to report. Perhaps... it can add a bit of a winning chance to our first battle against the Light Holy See."
"Oh?" The "Star Forger" Ignis was the first to utter a syllable of interest, the curious flame in his burning eyes dancing even more intensely. "Let’s hear it, little one."
Raylo steadied his nerves, his mind racing as he organized his words. He knew that what he was about to say was a massive gamble. If he won the bet, he would leap from being a crucial intelligence provider to an indispensable strategic participant in this world-class war. If he lost... the consequences would be unimaginable.
"I possess an... innate talent," Raylo’s voice was steady and unhurried. "It is not Magic, nor does it have anything to do with bloodlines. It’s more like a spontaneous intuition, or rather... fragments of the future that occasionally flash through my mind."
He paused for a moment, observing the reactions of the three Sages. The flame in Ignis’s eyes flickered, Cassandra’s mist remained unchanged, and Austin refocused his gaze on him. In those eyes that seemed to have recorded the entire history of the world, no emotion could be discerned. No surprise, no doubt. Only calm listening.
This made Raylo feel slightly relieved. He had won the first step of his gamble. To these existences who had lived for countless years and witnessed countless miracles and mysteries, a mere "Prophetic Talent" was indeed not something earth-shattering. Within the Magic system, there already existed a "Prophetic Element" branch. Although obscure, difficult to comprehend, and extremely hard to master, it was not non-existent.
Just as a hundred Gold Coins were enough to attract the greed of bandits, a billionaire King would never give you a second glance for it. His "secret" might be a miracle in the eyes of ordinary people, but to a Sage, it was merely an interesting anecdote worth a slight bit of attention. This was precisely the confidence that allowed him to confess right now.
"This foreknowledge is sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, but so far, it has never been wrong," Raylo continued. "And just now, upon hearing the plans of the three Sages, a new image surfaced in my mind.
"In about three weeks, the Holy Fleet of the Light Holy See will rendezvous with the Radiant Sun Islands’ fleet from the western seas of the Continent.
"Their objective is to open up a new battlefield in the northern part of the Continent.
"And their chosen landing spot is precisely..."
Raylo raised his head, staring at the three Sages with a burning gaze, enunciating the location word by word.
"Baisha Port, Thunder Dragon Duchy."
As his voice fell, Ignis’s spark-like body stopped burning, Cassandra’s mist stagnated, and even the always-calm Austin finally showed a genuine ripple of emotion in his placid eyes.