From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

In every corner of the Rhea Royal City, it seemed as if the restless heartbeats of the people were hidden, casting an invisible net of shadows over the once prosperous and proud city, shrouding every inhabitant's mind in a thick haze.

Their steps were no longer light, and their eyes flickered with apprehension about the future.

As night fell, behind the tightly shut doors and windows of every household, people talked about the conquerors' new policies, the issues with taxes, and changes in lifestyle. With no doubt, every topic was so burdensome that it was hard to let go.

Though these voices were as light as a mosquito's buzz, they carried weight.

"Damn it, what's with those nobles? Each of them priding themselves as mighty, yet in the end, didn't they all get slaughtered?"

"Actually, two hundred years ago, Rhea people and Cyart people were both from the Flame Tribe, driven away by the Lorne citizens... don't you think it wouldn't be bad if the Eastern Four Kingdoms united?"

"What are you talking about? Are you still a Rhea or not? Is there even any Flame Tribe left now?"

"Do you think the Fischer family is really like the demons in the legends, skinned humans crawling out from Hell?"

"I've also heard their beasts are especially fond of incest, cannibalism, and particularly like to eat children, what are we going to do about this?"

"Keep it down; I've heard that the ears and eyes of the Fischer family are everywhere! Anyway, Rhea is done for..."

In the oppressive atmosphere, fear accompanied the Rhea people like a shadow. They knew all too well that any discontent or doubt regarding the conquerors' rule could bring unwanted trouble, or even disaster.

Thus, their conversations were always accompanied by vigilant glances, constantly watching for spies around them. When night deepened and silence fell, even the softest conversations would abruptly stop, for fear that any careless word might become the source of misfortune the next day.

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As the steps of the Cyart conquering force moved forward, envoys from countries across the Ouden Continent began their long journey to the capital of the Cyart Kingdom, Nasir City.

Carrying the hopes and worries of their respective nations, they gathered in this increasingly magnificent city, hoping to negotiate a deal that would decide the future landscape.

On the outskirts of the city, the processions of envoys from different countries lined up in succession, with colorful and varied attire. Some groups of knights clad in armor rode on tall horses, holding long spears, while others consisted of scholars wearing opulent robes, carrying unique books and scrolls.

"This is Nasir, right?"

"I heard that a hundred years ago this place was just a fishing village... I never imagined such a drastic change."

"It seems like just a few decades ago it was only a small town, and the Fischer family actually rose to power from such a place."

The envoys from various countries on the Ouden Continent were full of curiosity about the once inconspicuous Fischer family and Nasir City. Without doubt, the Fischer family were now likely to become the Eastern Dominators, definitely qualifying as a legendary family of their era.

They truly defeated the old, established Ten Great Families of the East.

Soon to conquer the East!

Within reach!

When the envoys from the various countries entered the cities of the Cyart Empire, apart from Lorne citizens and Seven Suns Empire People, they were all shocked by the beauty and advancement of the city.

In the palace's newly built hall, Christine Fischer sat in her wheelchair, waiting with many of the Cyart high-ranking officials for the arrival of the envoys.

"The show is about to begin."

Christine knew in the depths of her heart that this was not a negotiation for so-called peace, but rather a stage for dividing the spoils... Indeed, so it was, with the other three main forces wiped out, they were now meat on the chopping board, a prospect everyone drooled over.

A grand event that would decide the future landscape was silently beginning within the palace.

The envoys of Lorne, Seven Stars, Carnia, Vallere, Tuns, and others, dressed in their countries' magnificent attire, gathered with each of their hopes and worries, waiting for the Cyart nobles to make their entrance.

The Carnia envoy and the Vallere envoy both looked as if deathly pale, their nations already headless dragons, not only rising in internal unrest but also at any time at risk of a Cyart invasion, by which time the situation would be rather difficult to say.

But such is the way of victors and vanquished, and these are the consequences they must bear!

The gazes of those present still mainly focused on the Lorne Envoy and the Seven Suns Empire Envoy, everyone was well aware that their opinions were of the utmost importance.

And they stared at each other with antagonism.

"You've come as well, huh, heh heh," the Lorne Envoy sneered, saying, "You losers, have you come here to beg for mercy?"

The Seven Suns Empire Envoy showed no sign of weakness and calmly said, "What? Is there something wrong with us visiting our future domain? You will not win forever, for no one can defeat His Majesty."

In the grand conference hall, sunlight streamed through the towering glass windows, casting a mottled yet brilliant play of light and shadow, and all eyes instinctively converged on the front of the hall.

At that moment, a member of the Fischer family, a woman seated in an exquisite wheelchair, made her entrance. Her arrival was like a breath of fresh air, both cool and filled with an undeniable force.

Christine Fischer.

Although she wasn't very strong on the extraordinary path, there was no doubt that, for decades, she had been the best within the Fischer family at handling domestic affairs.

Today, she wore the magnificent traditional attire of Cyart, a long robe with a base color of deep gemstone blue, embroidered with intricate and exquisite gold patterns, with every stitch and thread revealing the exquisite craftsmanship of Cyart culture, and her eyes conveyed a cold intelligence.

With the assistance of her husband Andre, she slowly moved forward, and the movement of her wheelchair was noiseless, exhibiting an exceptional smoothness and nobility.

When she finally stopped, the entire hall fell into a tranquil silence, all eyes filled with curiosity towards this member of the Fischer family.

Christine gently raised her hand, and as a Guardian, Andre immediately retreated to the side, leaving her alone to face the envoys from countries around the world.

Oh great Lord of the Lost,

Are you watching this scene?

The Fischer family has finally reached this point, and Christine's inner joy is too great to hide. At this moment, all nations must listen to our voice!

It is the voice of Fischer!

The moment she opened her mouth, her voice was clear and powerful, each word distinctly reaching everyone's ears: "I appreciate the presence of you all, I am Christine Fischer, as a representative of the Cyart people..."

The conversations on the surface were meaningless, mere formalities, everyone had their expectations.

Several hours later, the private negotiations began.

Christine learned that the envoys from various countries all wanted to meet with her, just as she had anticipated.
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"There's only one country we need to meet with first, and that is the Lorne Empire... Without a doubt, although the Lorne Empire can't be considered our suzerain in Cyart, it still 'leads' our faction."

She was well aware of the current situation, so she met with the Lorne Empire's envoy first.

The Imperial Emissary from the Lorne Empire was the most composed, excited, and joyful of all, for while others harbored worries, he had come with just one purpose.

To ensure a piece of the cake for the Lorne Empire.

He calmly entered the room, nodded in greeting to Christine, and with a smile said:

"By the Gods above, congratulations to you all. The Fischer family is finally going to become the dominator of the East in the Ouden Continent, you are about to stand at the peak of this land!"

"Without a doubt, from now on, the Lorne Empire will also regard the Cyart people as our most important allies!"

The Lorne Envoy paused for a moment and bluntly stated the mission he had been given.

"I bring the will of His Majesty the Emperor of Lorne... He demands that after you annex Rhea, you cease your conquest and do not pursue a policy of annihilation. As long as Carnia and Vallere proclaim their submission to the Lorne Empire, hostilities can cease."

"The Empire does not want you to continue the fight. Fischer should understand this."