294: Chapter 294 A thoughtful Vispera! Duke Latour's doubts!

At the same time that the Frost Giant Legion of the Snowfield Kingdom retreated, on a nameless mountain peak tens of miles away from Aksai City,

two slender figures stood quietly among the rugged rocks, taking in everything that happened in the distance.

Night Saintess Lisel looked at the Frost Giant Legion that had begun to turn back north, a faint smile rising on the corners of her mouth as she softly said:

"They still have some self-awareness, knowing to take a bite and run so I won't have to waste any more effort."

The woman standing beside her had a seductive figure and a charming face.

Vespera did not pay attention to the retreating Frost Giant Legion like Lisel did; instead, she looked in the direction of Aksai City, pensive, and then said:

"Lisel, has the time for your meeting with that Red Moon Proxy been decided? When is it?"

Hearing this, the smile on Lisel's face faded a bit, turning instead into an expression of distress.

She sighed softly, reached out to massage her brow, and said with a hint of helplessness in her tone:

"It should be very soon."

"However, as for the territory of Will Province, several factions within the Federation were contending for it before."

"And now that the Red Moon Proxy has emerged ahead of schedule, the situation has changed drastically, leaving it unsettled and in need of rearrangement."

She paused, her tone becoming a bit more solemn:

"Moreover, Grand Duke Green of the Highest Council of the Dark Night is on his way here."

"He has already resolved to take down the Ember Plains Province in the central Northern Territory to establish an anchor point in the Prime Material Plane."

"Therefore, I am also somewhat indecisive right now about how to handle the matter of Will Province."

"If we just hand it over to that Red Moon Proxy like this, I'm afraid the trouble won't be small by then."

Hearing this, Vespera immediately wore a gloating expression and smiled:

"Who told your prophecy to be so inaccurate?"

"If you hadn't miscalculated back then, where would all these troubles come from now?"

Lisel rolled her eyes at her, but didn't refute, only sighing again.

How that Count Golden Flame became the Red Moon Proxy remains a complete mystery to her to this day.

After laughing enough, Vespera straightened her expression and said:

"Anyway, you should determine the time as soon as possible."

"After confirming, notify me."

As she spoke, she stretched lazily, fully displaying her plump and graceful waist.

Then, with a light tap of her toes on the ground, her whole person rose gracefully like a butterfly:

"I'll go to Aksai City first to check out the situation and probe the background of that Red Moon Proxy."

As her voice fell, her figure turned into a pale red afterimage, heading towards the direction of Aksai City, and vanished at the end of the skyline in the blink of an eye.

Lisel stood on the mountain peak, looking at the direction where Vespera left, and remained silent for a moment.

Then, her figure gradually faded and dissipated like a reflection in the water, eventually disappearing completely from the spot, as if she had never appeared at all.

On top of the mountain, only the sound of the wind remained, blowing the wild grass that had been trampled bent.

Augustus Empire, Imperial Capital, Seran City.

Latour Ducal Mansion, Study.

Piles of official documents and letters from all over the empire were stacked on the desk, the ink bottle was half-open, a quill pen rested on the edge of the inkstone, and the ink on the nib was already slightly dry.

Reinhardt Latour sat behind the desk, his brows slightly furrowed, his fingertips tapping gently on the tabletop.

After the empire withdrew from the Northern Territory, many magic materials that originally relied on supplies from the Northern Territory were cut off from their sources.

Ice crystals, frost-veined ores, snow cedar resin...

These materials, indispensable in the fields of alchemy and enchantment, had nearly tripled in price within a short period of time.

Moreover, in the absence of a large number of alternative sources, it is foreseeable that they may continue to rise in the future.

Just at this moment.

He suddenly felt an extremely subtle yet exceptionally clear fluctuation coming from the north.

He suddenly raised his head, his gaze passing through the window of the study and looking towards the northern horizon.

Could this be a legendary-level powerhouse fighting?

The ripples of the aftermath generated by the collision of the laws were transmitted to Seran City?

He closed his eyes and began to carefully sense the aura remaining in that aftermath.

One of the forces of law was bone-chillingly cold, carrying the biting and purity unique to the snowfield.

Law of Ice and Snow!

It should be the aura of Movis, the Great Snow Mountain Priest of the Snowfield Kingdom.

As for the other one, it carried a weird and profound aura, resembling some kind of blood-corrosion type force of law, carrying the unique rhythm and fluctuation of the red moon.

Blood-corrosion law of the Red Moon lineage?

Reinhardt's brows furrowed a bit deeper.

He carefully searched through the list of all known legendary powerhouses in his memory, trying to find the owner of this law fluctuation.

But after searching through his memory, he could not find a single name that corresponded to it.

This was the fluctuation of an unfamiliar legendary powerhouse.

At least, not in the known records.

He was silent for a moment, then sighed imperceptibly.

When the empire withdrew from the Northern Territory, the losses were not simply those rich mineral resources and magic materials.

Rather, even the intelligence network and news channels were almost completely lost in the subsequent bloody turmoil.

Now, what was happening in that land of the Northern Territory, and what new powerhouses were rising, had made the imperial capital almost a blind spot.

However, no new legendary-level powerhouse had been born in the area near the Northern Territory for nearly a hundred years.

Most of the seeds with the potential to strive for legendary were known to him, and almost all of them had migrated south.

How could someone advance to legendary so quickly?

Could it be... an outsider?

Thinking of this, he cast his gaze towards the direction of the Night Federation to the west.

However, he was not in a rush either.

The commotion of legendary-level powerhouses fighting was simply too huge; the aftermath of that law collision was probably about to spread across half the continent.

Sooner or later, the opponent's identity would be exposed to the view of various factions.

He only needed to wait patiently for the intelligence to arrive.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his gaze, picked up the quill, dipped it in ink, and wrote a line of words on a blank piece of letter paper:

"Investigate the identity of the legendary powerhouse who struck in the Northern Territory, report quickly."

Then he folded the letter paper, sealed it with sealing wax, called a servant, and ordered it to be sent to the Intelligence Department immediately.

The servant took the letter and bowed out of the study.

The door gently closed behind him, and tranquility returned to the study.