Chapter 430 Reward

The time when everyone got together in the dream didn't last long. After a brief exchange, the four Cang Storks said goodbye and left, returning to the world.

They still have some unfinished things at hand, so naturally they won't stay in the spiritual kingdom for long.

However, everyone was still excited about the sudden infusion of power and being promoted to Kusei in one fell swoop.

After everyone left, Ji Lan did not leave.

He was walking alone in his own spiritual kingdom, looking around and feeling happy.

Compared to the original bare mud island, a magnificent open-air stone palace has now been erected on this island, occupying almost half of the island.

Five stone pillars surround the central pit, and the cross sword bonfire in the pit burns with eternal flames, symbolizing Gilan's increasingly powerful heart and consciousness.

And these are all due to the devoured kingdom brands... They have all turned into nutrients for Gilan, adding bricks and tiles to the kingdom.

It also provides stronger power to the king here, "Iros".

Gilan walked through the stone hall and walked to the shore.

"Aurora and the others have been promoted to Kusei. They will surely get more attention and promotion in their respective organizational forces in the future..."

Gilan looked at the black ocean under the night sky, murmured, and smiled.

"Everyone has a bright future."

He suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snap.

A wooden boat emitting four colors of light appeared out of thin air, and landed on the shore with a splash, splashing water and swaying.

Without hesitation, Gilan jumped onto the boat.

He activated the spiritual boat and sailed straight towards the far side of the Dream Sea.

"Let's go to the Land of Gods to complete the last 'footprint' first. It's time for me to advance to level 5..."

The boat gradually moved away and finally disappeared into the sea.

However, during this trip, Gilan came back disappointed.

Because after he arrived at Toyalan, the Hometown of Gods, he found that there was no guidance from where the fire element gathered in his perception.

The "lower level" area of ​​the Land of Gods is in a state of change at any time. It can be said that whether you can meet the real one depends on your face.

After missing the last opportunity, Gilan didn't know how long he had to wait. He could only say that he was unlucky this time.

In the end, he could only wake up with regret.

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Late at night three days later, the Bremen envoy successfully returned to the imperial capital Musciti.

In the past three days, Jilan went to the Land of Gods every night, but the gathering place of fire elements seemed to have completely disappeared and never appeared again.

After the initial depression, he gradually relaxed his mind. If you can meet the best, don't worry if you don't meet it... After all, this is not something that human beings can change.

Just wait for the opportunity.

Spent the night resting at home on Morales Street.

Early the next morning, Ji Lan got up at six o'clock.

After a routine of applying medicine, meditating, and exercising, he sat cross-legged on the wooden floor and felt the changes in his body.

Observing himself through spiritual vision, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the spiritual light was extremely full, and there was a faint dazzling light.

He knew exactly what this meant.

'The effect of the improved version of "Lava Balm" is really good. In just a short time, the spiritual strength has already met the promotion requirements...'

Ji Lan opened her eyes and thought to herself.

'Well...the spirituality and the original essence are all in place, and now there is only one last "footprint" left to complete the promotion. ’

He let out a long breath, stood up, walked to a chair by the window, and sat down. He forced himself to read books about alchemy and occultism to calm down, then he washed up and had breakfast.

After finishing his meal, he dressed neatly and drove to the Triumph Building and went straight to the teacher's office.

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"Good job, Gillan."

Paracelsus was still sitting behind the curved desk. When he saw the students coming in, his first words were compliments.

He was smiling and approving.

"I have learned about the process of this mission to Stuttgart through a briefing... Originally I did not expect you to win over the Royal Court camp, but I did not expect that despite many obstacles, you could successfully reach cooperation with them. ”

"I have annotated the documents compiled by the envoys and forwarded them to the Sifang Palace...the head of state has also been informed."

Parra said, raising her hand to indicate that Gilan should take a seat.

After Ji Lan sat down, he said again:

"The head of state is very busy these two days, but he will probably summon you later to commend you."

"I understand, teacher."

Jilan nodded.

Parra asked a few more questions about the specific situation, and Gilan answered them one by one. The white-haired old gentleman nodded with satisfaction.

"Although it is only a technical cooperation and commercial transaction, this is also a rare feat... The three overlords of Si, Bu, and Ao have rarely cooperated in the past. The Royal Court has maintained a neutral attitude for hundreds of years, sitting on the sidelines and letting things go. The two sides are fighting each other."

"During this sensitive period when the two countries are at war, the Royal Court is still willing to cooperate with us. This is a good statement and shows that they are close to each other..."

The smile on Parra's face got even bigger.

"Gilan, not long after you took office as foreign minister, you have completed two major events in succession...especially this mission to the west, which may change the world structure."

"Huh?" Ji Lan raised his eyebrows and shook his head with a smile. "Teacher, is this a bit exaggerated..."

He never imagined that what he did would have such an impact.

However, Parra looked serious.

"It's not an exaggeration." He knocked on the table and said, "You are still too young to understand what kind of waves this incident will cause..."

"I will notify the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to hold a large press conference this afternoon. You will speak on stage in person to inform the public about the cooperation between Stuttgart and Bremen."

"Time is tight. The counselors of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will prepare a speech for you in advance. Just read it... This will not only give the Empire enough confidence, but also deter the Federation and make it suspicious, thereby undermining the morale of the front line."

Pa La stared at Jilan with his deep, weathered eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"The most important thing is that this can once again improve your reputation... If the previous successful mission to Fosaka made you a young and outstanding foreign minister in the eyes of the people."

"Then this time, you will become a very important figure in the history of Bremen."

Jilan took a deep breath and nodded:

"I understand, teacher."

Then, he said a little, and then he told the new information he learned from the chief of the temple, Xizar, in Stuttgart a few days ago.

After listening, Pala frowned slightly.

"...The spirits of the soldiers from both sides who died on the front line were extradited by unknown forces?"

He did not ask about the accuracy of the source of the information, because this information was said by Xizar Hajin.

Pala certainly knew the true identity of this person.

A superior person would not make such a joke.

This can also explain why the "Iron Blood Royal Court" is willing to cooperate with Bremen... It is the superior behind the Royal Court who wants to get close to them.

And the key person is Jilan!

"Do you know the chief of the temple?"

Pala looked at Jilan deeply and asked suddenly.

"No, it's our first meeting."

Jilan shook his head.

Pala was silent for a while, thinking.

"Anyway, it's not a bad thing for you..."

"But if this news is true, it means that there is a problem on the front line of our army... Such important information is not even known to our own people, but told by outsiders."

"Either the mystic accompanying the army was deceived or infiltrated."

Pala shook his head.

"I will send someone to investigate this matter... Forget it, I'd better go to the front line in person. I always feel that there is something behind this matter."

"Teacher, are you going to the front line in person?"

Jilan was surprised.

Pala glanced at him.

"Just to investigate secretly, do you expect me to fight the enemy with a gun?"

He smiled, but his eyes were calm.

"Besides, although I am old and my life is coming to an end, it is almost impossible for conventional troops and weapons to kill me..."

"If the Owena Federation sends out mysterious forces to try to assassinate me, I will be happy to do so."

"Then I will let them see what kind of faith a dying person will have."

Hearing this, Jilan's heart trembled.

With Teacher Pala's strength and his will to fear no life and death, it is hard to say whether he will win or lose when facing the superior.

After all, looking at the world, Pala is a strong man at the ceiling level.

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In the afternoon.

A large press conference was held in the Sifang Palace, and reporters from major newspapers in the empire gathered together.

The scale of this press conference is not much less than the last declaration of war. Heads of various departments, including the military, foreign affairs, and administrative departments, were all present.

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes and the flashing lights of cameras, Gillan calmly walked onto the podium.

Although he held the speech written by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, his expression, micro-movements and tone during the speech were very real and contagious due to his ability of "perfect personality".

Real-time synchronous broadcasts were also broadcast on the radios of every household at the same time.

Countless imperial people heard the voice of the young foreign minister and the good news again.

After the speech, there was thunderous applause.

Imperial people in various places also applauded and were all excited.

The reporters took pictures with excitement, and even prepared drafts in their minds. After returning, they will publicize the deeds of Foreign Minister Gillan Ilos.

Cooperation between Stuttgart and Bremen is unprecedented.

Under the tense situation on the front line, Stuttgart is willing to get close to Bremen, which will greatly increase the confidence of the domestic people.

Even though the Stuttgart Empire did not explicitly state that the two sides would form a strategic alliance, let alone mention that they would provide assistance in the war.

But it was good news.

After a night of fermentation.

The next day, excited cheers could be heard in newsstands, cafes, restaurants, and even on trams and streets everywhere.

Working men gathered in groups of three or five, holding newspapers, smoking, and talking loudly about the imminent death of the Owena Federation.

There were also many ladies with red faces, whispering about the greatness of the young foreign minister.

Various media and newspapers rushed to report, putting the "Stuttgart non-cooperation" on the headlines. Among them, the photo of Foreign Minister Gillan Ilos standing on the podium was placed on the side of the front page.

His calm expression and upright posture seemed to be the image spokesperson of the Bremen Empire, declaring the confidence of the strong to the world.

Newsboys carrying messenger bags selling newspapers along the way sold like crazy on this day. In less than two hours, the first batch of newspapers they got from the newspaper office was sold out.

On the radio, yesterday's speech was played on a loop.

Nearly more than half of the people in the empire learned about this matter in less than a day.

And Gilan's reputation also rose.

That evening.

A team of clerks from the Sifang Palace drove into Morales Street in three black cars and stopped at the door of Apartment No. 9.

They brought a message to Gilan who was taking a nap in the apartment——

The head of the empire, Caesar Geed, will hold a celebration banquet specifically for Gilan tonight.

Members of the envoy group are also on the invitation list.

Gillan readily agreed and politely sent the clerks out of the apartment.

"Master, you have made great contributions to the empire again!"

The butler Ciel who was following him said excitedly.

"I will go to East Muse later to customize another dress for you... There should be many important people attending the banquet tonight."

"No need." Ji Lan glanced at the housekeeper, shook his head and smiled: "For such an occasion, there will be someone from the Sifang Palace Logistics Department to prepare it for me."

"So that's it." Charles said and suddenly sighed: "Your current identity and status have surpassed the first Earl Farhan..."

But before he finished speaking, Ciel realized that he had made a mistake and quickly closed his mouth.

But the purple-eyed young man didn't pay attention and just waved his hand.

"Ask the maid to prepare some travel supplies for me. I'll go to the bathroom to take a shower and take care of myself."

"Yes, Master." Old Charles said respectfully.

When Gilan turned around and went upstairs, he raised his head.

Old Charles had a look of emotion on his face, and then showed a look of great pride.

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The celebration banquet was also held in Sifang Palace.

Every one of the high-ranking officials and dignitaries who had attended the press conference changed into casual clothes or formal clothes and attended the banquet.

As the "protagonist", Gillan actually doesn't like such lively occasions.

Fortunately, in the middle of the banquet, he was called away by the clerk sent by the head of state. Went to the secret room behind the banquet hall for a secret conversation.

In this meeting, only the head of state and Teacher Parra were present.

A handsome young man with long red curly hair, wearing a thin off-white robe, sat on the sofa in the middle. Paracelsus stood aside.

"Sit." Caesar smiled and raised his hand.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Gillan took off his hat and saluted the two of them, then sat respectfully on the sofa opposite the coffee table.

As soon as he sat down, he heard the head of state say:

"...Gillen, I intend to promote you to Secretary-General of State of the House of Lords."

"Huh?" Ji Lan was startled.

"Don't worry about being busy with official duties. Someone will do the actual work for you. It's just a name."

Caesar picked up the coffee cup, took a sip and said.

At this time, Paracelsus added:

"Before I became the chairman of the mysterious investigation committee, I was the secretary-general of state."

Looking at the teacher's smile, Gilan suddenly understood.

The head of state plans to train him as the next chairman of the committee...