The First Magic World War-Chapter 434 - : 401, Oracle of the Serpent of Destiny

Chapter 434: 401, Oracle of the Serpent of Destiny

Charles had never been loyal to Julius Axtel VI!

He was a transmigrator, playing what loyal subject games?

Charles had also never cared about the laws of the Empire.

Indeed, according to Earth’s laws, many of Fars’s laws were quite “illegal”.

As for the various crimes committed by Zimmerman, Charles had studied them too, since he had once helped Menilman burn documents. According to Earth’s morality, apart from dueling and killing, there were no particularly heinous crimes.

So his feelings towards Zimmerman were complicated, slightly intrigued, and a bit envious.

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Charles hesitated for a moment, gently touching the “Murmur of Fate” on his hand. This Golden Serpent Ring suddenly gave a very clear directive to burn this top secret document.

Charles jumped in surprise, for the “Murmur of Fate” had almost never given such clear instructions before, and it also clearly told him that Zimmerman had escaped, rather than simply “disappeared”.

This matter…

Just got really interesting.

Charles rubbed his hands together and a Blood Flame flew out, igniting the document.

He decided to heed the oracle of the Serpent of Destiny.

However, at quitting time, he still decided to go find Antonio, to tell “Big Uncle” about this, as Antonio had participated in the siege against Zimmerman. What if this legendary figure of the Empire still remembered something and suddenly sought revenge on Antonio?

He also specifically followed the guidance of the “Murmur of Fate” again. This time the Golden Serpent Ring reverted to being as vague as a light breeze.

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However, the “Murmur of Fate” did not object as he told Antonio about the matter.

Knowing such a big secret, Charles was no longer interested in continuing to “work”. He was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and personally drafted two documents.

One was to relieve himself from the governmental role as General of the Patrolling Army of the Lucavaro District, and to promote Dobin as the new General of the Patrolling Army of the Lucavaro District.

The other was for the original group of adventurers, the very foundation of Charles Mecklen’s rise, promoting every member by three ranks, perfectly fulfilling his original promise, with each person coming to own hundreds in Aegeus.

Indeed, although the support took a bit longer, the total compensation paid definitely exceeded the initial promise.

After Charles signed, the two documents took immediate effect.

He had these two documents expedited, believing they would reach the appropriate people by tomorrow.

After sorting out the documents, Charles then went to find Anne.

Anne also worked at the Central Government Office!

Indeed, although not officially titled yet, it was universally known that Miss Brittany would soon become Princess Annie, and no one in the entire Central Government Office dared to contradict her.

When Charles came to see Anne, he didn’t even need to push open the door; someone naturally opened it for him, and a female clerk helped Anne organize documents and brought over her coat.

Anne was already accustomed to such treatment, as she had lived this way before. It was only with Charles that she deliberately lowered her standard of living.

Now that Charles was also Earl Mecklen, Anne ceased making any deliberate efforts.

The pair did not return to 58 Sixth Avenue, nor did they ride in a carriage, but instead walked hand in hand to 221B Baker Street.

However, Annie’s status had changed; she no longer needed the apartment’s butler since she had purchased the entire apartment building. The building now served her and Charles exclusively, staffed entirely by the Brittany Family.

Upon entering the room, Charles saw the magical portrait on the wall and smiled slightly, asking, “Why did you change it?”

Annie said softly, “Mother has passed away; I thought we should be a bit more somber recently.”

The magical portrait on the wall displayed Annie in formal attire…

Actually, it was both Charles and Annie in formal attire, nestled together, creating a warm atmosphere.

Charles shrugged his shoulders. He did not particularly care what was on the magical oil painting; he first ordered a coffee, then sat with Annie by the window, watching the flow of people on the street below.

Suddenly, Charles said tenderly, “Although it’s a bit rushed, I indeed can’t wait; when should I request His Majesty grant our marriage?”

“One month after His Majesty ascends the throne or two?”

Annie’s face blushed, and after a moment, she said softly, “One month, perhaps!”

The Fars Empire’s current top priority was the ascension of His Majesty Brittany; nothing could overshadow this event.

Only by seizing this virtue could His Majesty the Emperor of Brittany proclaim legitimacy to the whole of Fars, secure the loyalties of the observers, muster the nation’s full strength, participate in the Four Nations Alliance, and divide the Black Phoenix Dynasty.

Once this war was fought, the prestige of the Emperor of Brittany would surely surpass that of Julius Axler VI, and the domestic hardliners would dare not entertain other ideas, then moving on to subdue those restless, non-submissive nobles would naturally follow.

Though Charles felt some urgency, after all, he was not getting any younger and had almost been out of school for three years.

But he could only wait patiently for this major event to pass.

Annie seemed to be entirely immersed in happiness; it was quite a while before she became somewhat saddened, whispering, “It’s just a pity that mother cannot see me get married.”

Charles took Annie’s small hand and said softly, “Mrs. Nanny Brittany Axel would bless us.”

Annie leaned gently against Charles’s shoulder, and the two remained silent for a long time.

The two stayed at 221B Baker Street until evening; Charles was preparing to take Annie home. After they got into the carriage, Annie suddenly said softly, “Father has bestowed Prince Redmiel’s mansion on me.”

Charles suddenly became spirited; Annie having her own mansion meant she might not need to return to 58 Sixth Avenue. However, Annie’s next words quashed his fanciful thoughts.

Annie whispered, “After we get married, shall we move there?”

Charles nodded his head; he didn’t have such a grand mansion in Strasbourg.

As a titled count, his residence had to be on his own lands which meant that Earl Mecklen’s estate had to be in South Serif, and the specific city in South Serif was up to Charles’s preference.

Count Galanode and the Minister of War could have residences in Strasbourg because of their positions.

It was the same case for Earl Brittany.

Of course, the main reason was that the other lords were from lineages spanning hundreds of years, whereas Earl Mecklen was a complete nouveau riche, which also reflected some slight discrimination against the new nobility.

Charles dropped Annie off at 58 Sixth Avenue, watching her enter the gate before driving the carriage away.

Sitting in the dark luxury, Charles suddenly felt a hint of alertness; his Insight Ability sensed someone following him.