Several days before the Abyssal Divine War broke out.

Within the capital of the Ensar Empire.

Liszt received an invitation.

An invitation from the Marquis Meifei’s Family.

There, Liszt saw a child who shouldn’t have been at the Marquis Meifei’s Mansion.

“Who is this young gentleman?”

Liszt turned his gaze to Marquis Harut Meifei, who was sitting there, looking contemplative.

Upon hearing Liszt’s words, he raised his head and said:

“This is the eldest son of Count Carlos’ Family, Max Carlos.”

Liszt pondered.

Is it that young prodigy from the Carlos Family?

He vaguely heard Stuart and Chloe mention that young prodigy.

It seems there is a special relationship among the three of them that he is not aware of.

However, he quickly realized a problem—

Why, as soon as he arrived at the Marquis Meifei’s Mansion, did his gaze immediately focus on the tiny Max?

This is not right.

There’s a problem.

He abruptly looked up, only to see the young prodigy gazing at him with ever-changing eyes.

Those eyes shimmered with a quality completely inconsistent with his age.

In that moment, Liszt even thought he saw the Queen and the Prince.

They also had similar eyes.

Still in their youth, those two’s gazes didn’t resemble that of young people at all.

Sometimes, when he looked into their eyes, it felt as if he was being swallowed by a vortex.

And now, he saw a third person, outside those two monsters, with the same trait.

Precisely because of this…

He was instantly drawn.

Liszt glanced at Count Carlos nearby.

Count Carlos remained silent for a long time, then finally said softly:

“These are the instructions from the Queen and the Prince, I have the royal edict here.”

Liszt became even more puzzled.

Instructions?

What kind of instructions?

They bypassed many ministers and even the Elder Council to directly issue instructions to Count Carlos?

What’s more curious is that Count Carlos agreed without hesitation.

“What are the instructions?”

Marquis Meifei, sitting on the sofa, spoke softly:

“If the Queen and the Prince aren’t able to return at the first moment, Count Carlos’ Family must fully support all of young master Max’s decisions.

And Chloe informed me that if Count Carlos chooses to fully support young Max, they hope I could offer them some help.”

Liszt was so shocked he almost jumped.

What a joke.

Marquis + Count’s full support.

What’s the intention behind this?

Start a coup?

And now they’re calling me down here, what’s the intention?

Tiny Max sat on the chair, his feet looking like they had nowhere to rest.

That such a child could mobilize so much power.

It’s simply…

Isn’t this just like placing a gunpowder gun in the child’s hand?

“No need for those strange thoughts, I chose to call you over because I know the Queen and His Highness the Prince trust you a lot.”

Max’s childlike voice carried words that didn’t sound like they came from a child at all.

Liszt frowned, and a thought suddenly emerged in his mind.

[This is definitely not some child]

Indeed.

If a child is made to work hard on acting skills, they might show a certain level of maturity.

But that kind of maturity performed is worlds apart from the maturity Max is demonstrating.

Thus, his thoughts unconsciously expanded:

[Could it be those legendary Immortals capable of reincarnation]

And this thought was confirmed by Count Carlos:

“As you suspected, my child Max is a reincarnated Saint. Have you heard the rumors of my wife having a difficult childbirth and nearly dying?”

“I seem to have heard similar rumors.” Liszt frowned slightly.

This news had been widely spread in the capital for some time, but if it were true, Countess Carlos should have been bedridden for a long time.

However, the truth is that Countess Carlos resumed social activities shortly after giving birth to Max.

So this news had always been considered a rumor.

But now listening to Count Carlos, it doesn’t seem like a rumor.

“At the time, it was the Queen and His Highness the Prince who…”

Count Carlos truthfully recounted the events of that time.

Liszt couldn’t help but furrow his brow tightly.

A reincarnated Saint?

If that’s the case, then a lot of things make sense.

Regarding the former Emperor.

Regarding the Queen.

Regarding the Prince.

Even regarding this peculiar scene before him.

However, such an absurd matter, without effective evidence, can easily become a laughingstock.

“But such an absurd matter, without effective evidence, can easily become a laughingstock… that’s what you’re thinking, isn’t it?”

Liszt was surprised and looked up.

Max jumped down from the chair and walked up to him, pulling out a metallic feather:

“If you see this, your doubts should be cleared.”

Liszt’s pupils contracted sharply.

The metallic feather symbol is the emblem of Prince Chloe.

He initially didn’t quite understand why the child would use feathers as his symbol.

Until that night of the Blood Angel, when he saw the holy Steel Wings unfurl between the mountains, he had a realization.

The prince once told his confidants that to see the Steel Wings is akin to seeing him in person.

“So, you called me here, hoping I would do what?”

Max’s mouth slightly opened, wanting to say something, but then closed with difficulty.

The atmosphere was dead silent.

Liszt bent down, half-kneeling on the ground, gently stroking Max’s head and said:

“Is it something very troublesome, that you are reluctant to speak about?”

“Yes.”

“Is it related to royal matters, or is it of a broader scale?”

“The latter.”

“I guess, this affair will cost many lives.”

“Fourteen lives will be lost.”

“Seems fewer than I imagined.” Liszt stood up, extended his hand to Max and said, “Want to take a walk in the garden with me?”

“Hmm.”

The Marquis and Count exchanged glances without speaking, nor preventing them.

…

In the garden.

An elder and a youth walked hand in hand through the garden.

“So, who is the Blood Race dealing with?”

“Demons.”

“Demons?”

“Yes, those from the Demon Hall.”

“Ordinary demons shouldn’t require us to act, one prince alone, isn’t enough for him to kill?”

“So, who you are dealing with is the gods among the demons.”

“Gods?”

“Yes, I possess the Future Vision, able to vaguely foresee the development and direction of the future, and today, I’ve foreseen that the demons are starting to act.”

“…”

“So, I may need you to die there.”

“Die there?”

“In the Shadow Plane.”

“Haha, in the end, we still have to fight in the Shadow Plane after all.”

“The demons’ bizarre tactics will leave all major factions in a frenzy, even if we partner with the Abyss, we can at most guarantee mutual harm.”

Max opened his mouth, wanting to clarify the causes, but was worried about being noticed by the Lord of Storms, so he stopped.

The Future Vision is not invincible, if it could truly foresee all future developments and changes, then the current effort would become meaningless.

He knew this for a long time.

But… he didn’t want to admit it, nor did he dare to admit it.

“To what extent must it be done…”

“Give it your all.”

“Everything?”

“Everything.”

“If you weren’t carrying his symbol, I’d think you wanted to exterminate our Blood Race.”

“…I don’t wish for it, but there’s no choice.”

“No choice?” Liszt sighed heavily and then said, “More specifically, who must we stop?”

“The Demon Hall, Chaos Demon Dog Kozif.”

“Just sealing him resulted in the God of Justice Tyr’s right hand being bitten off, that one?”

“Yes, after the seal was broken, he retaliated by biting off the God of Conspiracy’s right leg. He will regain some of his power in this war, I need you to kill him.

Kill him in front of the Lord of Storms.”

Liszt said heavily: “Are you asking our Blood Race to bear the wrath of the Chaos Demon Dog?”

Max fell silent, after a long time, he just said:

“In the Stars Continent, whatever resources you wish to obtain, I will do my utmost to help you acquire.

The Demon Hall… is actually also carrying out the Blood Angel plan, from the beginning, there was no possibility for you to achieve your vision in this era.”

“You want me to be blinded by rage and seek revenge against them?”

“Not at all, just wish to tell you, the blame is not yours.

Besides, the ones disrupting the Demon Hall’s plan are you, but the one arranging this is me.

As long as we can contribute to winning this war, even if it costs my life, as the Hero of the Bow Cang, it is worth it.”

Liszt chuckled and said:

“A hero? If you are a hero, with your talents, you could occupy a place among the continent’s top strongmen, why get involved in such matters?”

Max paused, turned and said:

“It is said that heroes have such talents, why not live humbly, but I don’t think so; it’s because of our unwavering willingness not to live humbly that makes us heroes.

Actually, for the identity of a hero, I should act this way.”

Liszt stared at Max for a while, then spoke:

“The Saint speaks grandly, using the continent’s resources freely, and you want to exchange it for my Blood Race’s future?”

Max said solemnly:

“If it’s insufficient, you can specify, I will find a way to help you achieve it.”

Liszt released his hand and walked straight towards the outside of the Marquis Mansion:

“Our Blood Race’s lives shouldn’t be so readily sacrificed, but these villains compromise my Blood Race’s position, harm my homeland; they are worthless, they aren’t worth so much.

3 slots for advancing to Demigod is enough.”

Max bowed and said: “Thank you and the Blood Race for your contribution.”

…

The next day.

Liszt urgently convened all Legendary and Exemplary levels of the Blood Race.

After the night of the Blood Angel, the Blood Race suffered considerable damage.

Fortunately, with Chloe’s help, at least they ensured the smooth purification of the blood polluted by the Blood Angel.

The pure blood merging into the Blood Race’s ultimate Holy Artifact, the Blood Pool, can provide enough foundation for the Blood Race descendants to further develop.

The scene was full of discussion.

No one knew why the oldest Demigod of the Blood Race would summon them all together.

However, only Liszt could accomplish this.

After all, this is the oldest legend of the Blood Race.

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