Viktor's eyes, deep as black obsidian, fell upon Mikaela.

  He could feel a calm and gentle aura brushing over his entire body.

  Sensing this strange aura, Viktor's expression remained indifferent.

  His voice, cold as ice, softly resonated:

  "Have we met before?"

  Mikaela responded with a serene smile:

  "Of course not, Mr. Viktor."

  "But your name, I think few people would not know it."

  She gently turned her head, like a soft breeze sweeping through the previously tense atmosphere.

  Her gaze, barely perceptible, swept over each noble present.

  Instantly, a gentle feeling passed through everyone's hearts, like spring rain crossing boundaries, rippling throughout the entire hall.

  At the same time, Mikaela's voice gradually echoed in everyone's ears.

  "In that case, you all should have no other objections, right?"

  The nobles looked at each other, with almost no one daring to say a word of disagreement.

  Objections?

  That was Viktor.

  How could they dare to have any objections?

  But objectively speaking, Mikaela's proposal actually had many flaws.

  And the biggest problem among them was about Viktor's origin.

  He was not a person of the kingdom.

  No matter what, he could not reasonably obtain this fertile land of Shulbon.

  Because of this, even though the nobles present saw Viktor come to the palace,

  When Grand Duke Balo proposed selecting the next lord of Shulbon, they did not think of Viktor.

  But Mikaela's proposal cleverly bypassed this problem.

  Although Viktor, as an Imperial citizen, could not become a lord of the kingdom,

  He could completely replace the deceased Count Laurien to raise Pricis.

  This way, Viktor could obtain this land in the kingdom as Pricis's foster father.

  The true heir to this land would still be Pricis.

  However, for the nobles sitting here, this matter was indeed too absurd.

  Just the day before, Viktor had just killed Pricis's father.

  And now, he was about to become Pricis's foster father.

  Wasn't this a bit too hellish?

  But Mikaela just turned around, with a sense of delight, and lightly laughed at Viktor:

  "You see, they all have no objections."

  Viktor just quietly looked at her, his gaze penetrating through the thin veil, as if he could directly see the mysterious eyes hidden behind it.

  Afterwards, his indifferent voice slowly echoed:

  "Since when can a church also interfere in matters of land transfer."

  Viktor's words made the nobles present suddenly realize.

  Yes!

  No matter how reasonable Mikaela's words were, she was ultimately an outsider.

  As the bishop of the Abundance Church, how could she interfere in the kingdom's affairs?

  Hearing Viktor's words, Mikaela smiled rationally and elegantly:

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  "Mr. Viktor, I'm just expressing my personal views."

  "And, you should know, the Abundance Church exists relying on the residents of Shulbon."

  "So this is not just my individual opinion, but also the common wish of the vast majority of residents in the territory of Shulbon."

  The issue Mikaela raised was quite thorny.

  If the residents of Shulbon were dead set against having another lord replace Laurien,

  Even if Grand Duke Balo personally spoke up, there wouldn't be a good outcome.

  The residents could collectively slack off.

  Not seeking a prosperous life, just ensuring they wouldn't starve to death.

  Shulbon was different from other territories in the kingdom, with years of abundant harvests making this vast and boundless land capable of creating enormous value.

  And the main force creating this value was naturally the residents of Shulbon who believed in the Goddess of Abundance.

  So, the residents' opinions had to be considered.

  But the problem remained the same.

  The nobles absolutely could not accept Pricis inheriting to become the lord.

  But the residents of Shulbon hoped for Laurien's offspring to inherit.

  Therefore, to let Pricis manage this land, Viktor must take over the upbringing of Pricis.

  Looking at it this way, it seemed that the position of lord of Shulbon was determined to fall to Viktor.

  As for Viktor and the Grand Duke's views?

  That was an entire territory, and Viktor didn't even have to manage it personally.

  It was like a pie falling from the sky—why refuse it?

  And the Grand Duke?

  The Grand Duke's only remaining relative was Princess Aurelianne of the Empire.

  To put it exaggeratedly,

  The fact that the Grand Duke didn't directly give the vast Kingdom of Kanter to Aurelianne was already a respect for the previous Samuel royal family.

  And if this land went to Viktor, who would benefit?

  In the end, it would still be Aurelianne.

  Thinking of this, the nobles' discussions quieted down.

  Following this, the Grand Duke's words seemed to further confirm their thoughts.

  Those cloudy eyes swept over everyone's faces, and in a hoarse voice, he said calmly:

  "Since you all have no other objections to Bishop Mikaela's suggestion,"

  "Then, I will bestow upon Viktor the title of Honorary Three-Star Count of the kingdom."

  Afterwards, the Grand Duke heavily pressed his cane against the ground.

  A vague and heavy nebula aura emerged from the floor of the palace, slowly spiraling upwards towards the dome.

  The high space of the palace was suddenly covered by a layer of crystalline nebula, as if a crystalline night sky was covering the sky—mysterious, hazy, and beautiful.

  Stars twinkled above everyone's heads, like mischievous elves winking at everyone.

  Soon, the nebula seemed to be summoned, and three bright stars flickered with light, slowly floating down from the high sky.

  They dragged long golden tails, tracing curved trajectories in the air, and landed on Viktor.

  The three stars gradually dispersed their twinkling starlight, transforming into steel-textured golden stars that fell on Viktor's chest.

  [Star's Blessing]

  This represented the symbol of the kingdom's nobles' status.

  After obtaining the three stars, Viktor's expression remained calm, as if he had anticipated this.

  The nobles finally understood.

  No wonder, even though it was about land transfer, Viktor came here.

  It turned out that this Bishop Mikaela of the Abundance Church was here to find a way to persuade everyone,

  To let Viktor naturally get this land of Shulbon.

  None of the lords sitting here were fools.

  They seemed to understand completely.

  This was a play specifically performed by the three of them for those present to see.

  Otherwise, why would Grand Duke Balo show such calmness when an outsider broke into the palace?

  Even the guards outside the door didn't stop her?

  All of this seemed to become reasonable.

  Viktor needed a reason to take over the kingdom's territory as an Imperial person.

  And this reason was Pricis.

  As for Pricis's opinion?

  A criminal's offspring, and a vampire at that.

  Was her opinion important?

  After understanding all this, the anger in the hearts of the nobles present dissipated quite a bit.

  They even felt it was somewhat natural.

  Because this land of Shulbon, strictly speaking, was simply what Viktor deserved.

  If it weren't for Viktor, they might have all perished in that hellish night in Shulbon.

  Thinking of it this way, whether Pricis needed to be exiled, or whether she would become the lord of Shulbon, didn't matter to everyone anymore.

  After Viktor obtained the title of Honorary Count of the kingdom, they all greeted him with smiling faces.

  Words of greeting and blessings were continuous:

  "Congratulations, Councilor Kravina."

  "Congratulations, congratulations, Lord Viktor."

  "When I first saw Mr. Viktor, I felt a connection, so that's what it was."

  "From now on, Mr. Viktor has a new identity, Count of the kingdom, hahaha."

  The entire palace was filled with joyful laughter, as if all previous resentments had been erased.

  The heavy atmosphere was lifted by waves of laughter, and the air was filled with a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

  The laughter spread out of the palace, following the breeze and sunlight, into the clear sky.

  .......

  Rumble rumble——

  The wheels rolled over the stone road, crisp collisions accompanied the speeding carriage.

  The rhythmic shaking of the carriage was mixed in, quickly moving forward.

  Inside the carriage, Viktor looked at the scenery outside, somewhat dazed.

  But in reality, Viktor was organizing his inventory, unique to him as a player.

  Focused on the adjacent virtual images in his inventory.

  Outside the window, a streak of golden flowing light passed through Viktor's view, through the window, and into the carriage.

  The ethereal golden aura, like flowing water, slowly fell on the seat opposite Viktor, gradually converging.

  As the thin glow faded, the figure of a nun in black appeared before his eyes.

  Mikaela still had a calm face, her body surrounded by an aura as peaceful and gentle as spring water.

  Viktor came back to his senses and looked at her:

  "As expected of the bishop of the Abundance Church, impressive skills."

  Mikaela raised her head, a gentle breeze swept through the carriage, and she smiled gently:

  "Without doing this, how could I negotiate with Mr. Viktor?"

  Viktor's face remained expressionless.

  His deep gaze fell on Mikaela's eyes, lightly veiled by the thin gauze, and he responded calmly:

  "Then let's speak frankly."

  "Emissary of the Goddess of Abundance."

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