Water Mage in the Flame Realm-Chapter 228 - 222: Saint Son and Saintess (End of Volume 3)

The Earth Star Technique is part of the astrology and prediction series within Earth Fire Magic. It can only be cast in conjunction with the "Molten Rock Fire." In other words, only those who have reached the "Magic Guide Sorcerer" level and are among the top three within the Earth Fire Scholar's magic guild have the ability to cast it.

The divination results show that Warm Fire Commerce Association doesn't just have Orleans and Barbara as two Tier Four members; there's also another one.

So, the battle between Orleans and Capella two weeks ago on the front line was actually intentional.

The most terrifying aspect of this is not the calculation or divination itself.

Rather, it's this: the magic guild decided to injure Orleans, and they truly were able to injure Orleans!

This means that, despite both being Tier Four and of the demon-level in the younger generation, Saintess Capella's actual combat power is at least one level higher than Orleans!

But this doesn't mean Orleans is weak; it's just... Capella is too strong!

She's not only the youngest Saintess in the history of the guild but also the strongest.

Compared to her, it's not just Orleans; even the guild's Third Saint Son Yorkshire and Second Saint Son Tiago are not her match.

The only one who might be able to match her one-on-one is the First Saint Son, who has been honing himself on the Outer Battlefield... probably.

"How's Tiago doing recently?" Capella asked.

"Oh, he first went to investigate in the Retirement Land, but didn't find any clues related to Andrew there at all. Now, he's probably having fun in the Inner Sea Desert." Yorkshire said wryly, "Unlike me, in a few days, I have to go to the Royal Court with you."

Andrew wouldn't have thought that when he casually admitted to Captain Linda that he "came from the Southern Retreat Land," it would also serve as a relatively reasonable explanation for his origins.

The magic guild, however, soon received this piece of intelligence!

The Second Saint Son Tiago was immediately secretly dispatched to the Southern Retreat Land to investigate him.

After finding nothing, he quietly set off to the Inner Sea Desert, staying undercover in the Wildfire Territory.

So yes, the newcomer Tiago, whom An Ya highly regards in the Wildfire Territory, is actually from the magic guild!

Moreover, he is the Second Saint Son of the magic guild!

Even though after being attacked by that female assassin, Andrew felt the targeting and malice coming from the magic guild, he never would have thought it was on such a level!

In fact, in the eyes of the magic guild, ever since the news of Andrew exorcising the Desolate Beast was sent back to the guild by Naros before his death, the name "Andrew," and the person himself, had already become a frequently mentioned presence within the guild.

For instance, right now, atop the Dragon Stone Tower, at the edge of the terrace, Capella and Yorkshire seem to be casually chatting.

The actual content of their chat, however, is shocking enough to make one's heart race.

"——Enough about Tiago, let's talk about this Andrew." Yorkshire laughed, "Now, I'm genuinely a bit interested in this person. According to the intelligence, he used to be a 'backline-type talent,' but he surprisingly reached Tier Four, which doesn't truly shock me.

What shocks me is that this fellow actually dared to leave Warm Fire City and take part in the Royal Court negotiation!"

Talking about this, Yorkshire's eyes revealed a keen interest and incredibility.

At the same time, there was a kind of almost natural contempt and murderous intent.

Andrew indeed underestimated the level of attention he received from the magic guild.

However, no matter how much a backline talent is valued, he remains a backline talent.

In this Flame Realm, whether it's the magic guild or Warm Fire Commerce Association, there's a prevalent mindset that values combat power and undervalues support.

It's just like how Andrew contributed greatly to the Warm Fire Commerce Association's "Fire Creation Plan" through business cooperation, only to ultimately earn their true respect by showing he had reached Tier Four.

This can explain Yorkshire's current thinking: "A backline technical talent, even if he luckily reaches Tier Four, isn't familiar with combat, and isn't suited for frontline battles. But Andrew dared to replace Orleans, and Warm Fire Commerce Association dared to let him replace!"

In his view, the concept of the frontline isn't limited to Dragon's Nest or Crimson Battle Lance.

The Royal Court is also a frontline.

The negotiation soon to be held in the Royal Court is the frontline!

That's because the "negotiation contest," though theoretically determining victory or defeat, often becomes a scene of life and death under intentional circumstances.

The history of those brutally bloody negotiation contests proves it!

"So, to kill him then?" Capella asked, her tone tranquil as though discussing the slaughter of a chicken, "In the Royal Court's negotiation contest, during a two-on-two, it'll just be me and you against Barbara and Andrew from Warm Fire Commerce Association. Should we take this opportunity to kill him?"

"Isn't that obvious!" Yorkshire shrugged, "The task of capturing Barbara, the teacher said could be temporarily set aside since the 'tribute year' has passed, and we've found a substitute to offer up, it's not that urgent to capture that Commerce Association's third miss again.

As for Andrew—not that I underestimate him—but he really thinks that by causing a ruckus in the backlines, he can step into the limelight? Clearly, staying obediently in Warm Fire City is enough, yet he insists on participating in the Royal Court negotiations! Isn't this sending his head right into our hands? Alright, I admit I really do look down on him."

Saying this, a slight flush of excitement appeared on Yorkshire's sickly pale face.

Saintess Capella sitting beside him, however, remained indifferent, appearing as if she placed no importance on anything.

Next, Yorkshire went on a long monologue about his prospects for the Royal Court negotiations.

He spoke a lot, and seemed to become more energized as he spoke; by the end, his sickly complexion had nearly vanished. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The content of his words focused mainly on "how killing Andrew would be entertaining," "whether you or I should do it," "keeping the final blow for myself," "no no, I'll let the final blow be yours"... and other such topics.

Some say the greatest evil and cruelty sometimes come from children.

This statement may not be entirely untrue.

For instance, the current Yorkshire.

Ignoring the content of his speech, his expression is completely one of a bright young lad looking forward to a glorious future.

But the actual words are filled with a sense of natural cruelty.

Indeed, natural.

This is also a very crucial undertone in his words.

As though in the eyes of this magic guild's Third Saint Son, Andrew, in deciding to participate in the Royal Court negotiations, was already a dead man.

No debate necessary, nor tolerable.

Like an established fact!

Capella just sat there, by Yorkshire's side, occasionally responding to his words.

She and Yorkshire seem to be entirely different types of people, speaking very little, and showing no emotion.

Though she continued talking with Yorkshire, the feeling she gave was that her soul, her attention, seemed not to be present here. Somewhat absent-minded.

"You should make the final blow; I'll hold him down for you." Capella rarely spoke more, "Be clean when you strike, don't let blood splatter on me."

"Uh, I can't guarantee that." Yorkshire laughed.

Capella slightly frowned, saying no more.

Throughout this, she didn't question the "Andrew is already a dead man" certainty in Yorkshire's statements.

Because Capella actually thought the same way.

"But not because backline type talents aren't suited for battle or anything like that."

Capella looked up again, gazing at the Fire Elemental Group in the sky, "Any Tier Four is difficult to deal with. However, since the negotiations happen in the Royal Court, there's truly, no way around it. That Andrew person, definitely, definitely is doomed. Although it seems the president of Warm Fire Commerce Association is an extraordinary person, thinking that marrying off his daughter could ally him with the Royal Court is truly mistaken..."

The sound of Yorkshire's voice became somewhat far away.

Capella seemed a bit distracted, quietly pondering: "…the soon-to-be-held negotiations in the Royal Court, had long since become, our territory."

Volume Three "Warm Fire," Final Chapter.