CHAPTER 503: CHAPTER 21 ’THE WEAK’ ANVIS

As a Professional College, Pamir Academy also has a personal ranking list for its students, divided into two boards: one for those below the Fourth Rank and one for those above, to display the current strength of the many students.

However, the descendants of the Four Great Families are rather special; they do not participate in the ranking, but the outside world has its own separate ranking for them.

As is well known, it is extremely difficult for High Rank Professionals to have offspring; except for the Olivendi Family, which is a bit of an exception this time with two direct descendants of the Family Head enrolling in Pamir Academy at the same time, other families only have one person entering the academy.

Currently, it is privately acknowledged among the academy students that the number one spot belongs to Keren Aslade, the seventh son of the Aslade Family Head.

Although they are few in number, the true power of the Aslade Family actually quietly surpasses that of the Four Great Families.

As the seventh bloodline descendant of the Aslade Family Head, Keren possesses the strength of a Sixth Rank. With a high purity Golden Giant Dragon Bloodline, he even has the power to contend with some ordinary Seventh Ranks once his bloodline is fully unleashed.

Of course, age is also a factor in this.

Keren is among the oldest in Pamir Academy. He is nearing graduation and is about to officially take over his family’s territory.

The ones ranked second and third, respectively, are Hillin Enoch, the seventh daughter of the Enoch Family Head, and Rasul Alfred, the ninth son of the Alfred Family Head.

Anvis, due to his unique way of doing things and being nearly ten years younger than the next youngest of the other three, has previously been firmly at the bottom of the external rankings of the descendants of the Four Great Families.

The general public believes that compared to other noble descendants who work hard to develop their future bases and diligently study magic to improve their personal strength, Anvis is more like a scholar engrossed in the study of Mysticism.

It is said that upon hearing this news, Duke Carrot had an odd expression on his face but did not comment.

.........

"So, you’ve also heard ’that’ piece of news, Keren?"

In the secret club of the Lakefront Manor, a girl with black hair and silver eyes, dressed in a star blue Magic Ceremony Dress, gracefully sat sideways on a plush polar bear fur sofa, smiling at the brown-haired young man meditating in front of her.

"A mysterious relic in the Paravani Province has surfaced the whereabouts of the Sword of King Selection... At this point, I don’t think it’s a secret anymore, Hillin."

Upon hearing her words, the young man opened his eyes, giving her a cool look with his dark golden eyes, and spoke in a deep tone.

Yes, the two meeting here were none other than Hillin Enoch, the seventh daughter of the Enoch Family Head, and Keren Aslade, the number one ranked among the academy students and the strongest descendant of the Four Great Families!

"Since you’ve already learned of this news, what are your thoughts? Should we get involved behind the scenes?"

Hillin nodded slightly, her silver eyes not blinking as she looked at him, her tone inquisitive as if she truly sought his opinion.

"Don’t use the word ’we,’ Hillin. Whatever you want to do is your own business," Keren replied, his tone indifferent as he picked up a glass of red wine that shimmered like a gemstone.

"Also, I received this message twelve Magic Times ago, and it came through my family’s intelligence channels. The first to receive the news was my fifth brother, and by now, he has probably already entered the relic to explore."

"For me, everything about the relic is still unknown. I’ve arranged for people to monitor from a distance, and if there’s any activity in the relic, they will inform me immediately."

"Oh-ho, what if someone teleports away with the Sword of King Selection directly?"

With a light hand covering her mouth, the black-haired girl giggled, casually picking up a glass of juice that swirled with pale pink lightning from the tray and elegantly took a sip.

"Tsk - I’m just afraid they won’t be able to escape."

Picking up a glass of red wine as well, Keren sneered and shook his head.

"The people who got the news are definitely not just him, that relic site has probably turned into a battlefield by now. Haha... If even we know about this, how could the upper echelons of the other families not be aware?

And there is only one Sword of King Selection, so in the end, it will be a matter of each relying on their own abilities. I do hope someone will quietly escape with the Sword of King Selection, so perhaps I could then arrange for an interception.

Although the hope is slim, it’s still a chance."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked up and drained his precious glass of red wine in one gulp. A trace of the wine dripped down the corner of his mouth, staining the collar of his white formal attire with a wickedly scarlet hue.

"Is that so? But with our current strength, do we really have a chance of obtaining the Sword of King Selection?"

After listening to Keren’s words, Hillin nodded noncommittally, batting her silver large eyes.

"No need to test me any further, Hillin. The family tells us this because they intend for us to intervene, don’t they?"

Looking somewhat impatiently at the girl in front of him, Keren’s tone was as cold as new moon frost, exuding a chill that kept others at bay.

This guy has been acting overly familiar since he met me, as if our two families were on good terms.

"Haha, you’re right. So, should I go and talk to the scions of the other two families about this matter?"

Brushed off, Hillin wasn’t annoyed; she simply giggled and changed the subject.

"Them? As you wish, you can leave now if there’s nothing else," said Keren, closing his eyes decisively and no longer paying her any attention.

For him, only Hillin in front of him was worthy of being his opponent. Although the successors of the other two families were strong as well, they still lacked something compared to them.

Rasul of the Alfred Family had only just broken through to the Fifth Rank less than a year ago, and Anvis of the Olivendi Family was only at the Fourth Rank. Even in terms of their private forces, they were no match for him, the master of the Iron Blood Knight Order.

Especially Anvis, not only did he neglect proper pursuits, spending all day studying Mysticism, but he even whimsically set up a foreign power and poured all his resources into it.

Indeed, from his perspective, the Secret Ceremony Society could not have grown to its current size without substantial personal funding from Anvis. Otherwise, such a deformed power, composed entirely of disloyal foreigners, would have collapsed on its own long ago.

"Don’t be so arrogant, Keren. Even though his own strength is weaker, I’ve heard that Anvis’s Secret Ceremony Society has been doing quite well recently, not something to underestimate," Hillin noted, detecting a hint of scorn in Keren’s tone and shaking her head.

"Just a confederation of turncoats, it only gained notoriety recently because the Empire started paying attention to those foreigners," Keren retorted, his dark golden eyes reopening with a flicker of mocking glee.

"Give those foreigners some benefits, and they might even sell out every secret of the Secret Ceremony Society completely. What good is such an organization at a crucial moment?"