In the Name of Empress-Chapter 651 - 372: In the Name of the Empress

The South Continent is not a good place; it is filled with the Barbarian Race, with very backward development levels, and the wild is home to many strange descendants of races from the Age of the Gods.

Calling the various ethnic groups of the Rodinia Continent the Barbarian Race was a term from the period of the Magic Empire.

Today’s Rodinia Continent is the pinnacle of civilization worldwide, representing the highest standard of humanity in the Seventh Era.

The South Continent is different; it truly is a land of wilderness.

To be precise, this land is very fertile; it is the people who are backward.

This place is insulated from civilization; it is a place abandoned by the gods, a fertile land coveted and divided multiple times by major nations.

Even worse, it has already been tacitly acknowledged by Roland as the domain of the Dark Race.

After Roland and Milones reached a secret agreement, it was tacitly allowed to be managed by the Dark Race.

But that was an agreement between Roland and Milones, the Magic Empire naturally does not recognize it, and from there it’s all about proving oneself through strength.

The Dark Race was defeated in the Second Era during their struggle against the gods, and after a grim victory over the Divine Punishment Legion in the first half of the Sixth Era of the Magic Empire, it withdrew from the stage of history.

Both are playing the revival match from the loser’s bracket, who is nobler than whom?

After a detailed conversation with Anthony, Lisa gradually understood why the teacher chose such a path.

Survival is the basic need of all living beings, as with ethnic groups, nations, and all kinds of groups.

Seeing the teacher’s relieved yet conflicted expression, Lisa knew he wished to persuade her to join the Magic Empire, yet couldn’t bring himself to say it.

After all, it’s a road filled with danger.

If Anthony indeed using the bond of mentor and disciple to persuade, Lisa would be troubled, but would still refuse, given she wants to enjoy the newlywed journey with Roland.

But Anthony didn’t speak up.

Though very difficult, even having to cooperate with the incompetent Talia Imperial Family and Nobility, he didn’t use the teacher’s favor to demand repayment from Lisa.

He finally couldn’t bear the thought of the most promising disciple following him on a path of no return.

Anthony sighed deeply, stood up, went to the bookshelf, took out a simple box, and handed it to Lisa.

"Child, this is my wedding gift to you and Roland. This is a Magic Ring once worn by a Chief Governor and his lover during the most glorious period of the Magic Empire."

"Though its power is slightly inferior to a Divine Artifact, it has special effects; by placing the ring near the ear, you can hear each other’s voice within a range of five hundred miles. Unfortunately, it’s only five hundred miles; if it were unlimited, it truly would be of Divine Artifact Level."

Lisa quickly stood up and thanked the teacher.

This is a token of the teacher’s heart; refusing it would be too distant.

She accepted the gift, suddenly remembering Roland’s left ring finger already has the Violet Ring.

She needs to give it to him quickly, lest Alina takes the spot first.

She thanked the teacher again, originally intending to say farewell and leave, but feeling a bit uneasy, she quietly asked Anthony:

"Teacher, are you confident in defeating the Dark Race?"

Lisa’s words left Anthony slightly taken aback, then instantly, the old figure burst forth with an awe-inspiring brilliant light.

The towering old Mage suddenly straightened his back, exuding the majesty of a War God, his long white hair and eyebrows moving without wind, his eyes sharp as thundering lightning.

"If the Dark Race were really formidable, they would have ascended to the Divine Domain."

His meaning was straightforward; if you’re down in the revival match already, there’s no reason to put on airs.

Yet as bold and unyielding as a War God, Anthony’s majesty only lasted a few seconds before he withered.

Considering the Demon Emperor’s combat capabilities and the Magic Empire’s lack of successors, he could only maintain a tough stance.

The return of the Dark Race requires a long process; for now, facing Milones, the remnants of the Magic Empire are enough to handle.

What happens when the Demon Emperor arrives?

Should we rely on Sura, who couldn’t even showcase talent during the Magic Empire period as a student?

Sura is clever, loyal, sensible, and considered the bigger picture—everything is good, except personal combat ability is weak.

It can be foreseen that as the return day’s Level increases, many powerful races will emerge to play revival matches; among the strong who can survive to this day, which one can Sura compete against?

If Roland or Lisa were willing to join the Magic Empire, it would be great.

This is Anthony’s wish, but he knows Roland’s first homeland is Sussex, there’s no way, he is the husband of the Queen of Sussex.

Lisa? Her heart would only follow Roland. Though somewhat offensive, it’s as if she’s a bonus accompanying a dowry to the Sussex Empire.

The old man silently grumbles internally, ultimately giving up trying to recruit Lisa.

Some things, once said, can’t be taken back; better to hold onto mentor-disciple affection, maybe it can leave a spark for the Magic Empire.

Watching the teacher from bursting with confidence to returning to reality, Lisa naturally knew what he was pondering, and calmly asked: "Teacher, are you worried about lacking high-end combat power?"

In Anthony’s mind, at least fifteen types of cunning and evasive answers flashed, but under the disciple’s eyes as pure as flames, any lie couldn’t be uttered.

Thousands of words turned into one.

"Alas."

The old Mage laughed self-deprecatingly and shook his head, "If only we could find the mythical Super Divine Artifact Eden, they say it conceals the Magic Empire’s last trump card. Or we could have a super expert like Roland too."

"Regrettably, I’ve considered every method, from now on it’s left to fate."

Lisa stared at the teacher and quietly asked, "Teacher, have you considered the consequences of failure?"

"Lisa, if one cannot ascend to divinity, humans will eventually die, what difference does a few days make? As for the Magic Empire... it’s already perished, failure is merely failing to restore the nation."