Farming in the Magical World

Chapter 1027 Shocking Change at the Manor

Before the Kingdom War, he would have been overjoyed even if the royal family had gained a few more mid-level members.

At least the magical world is not allowed to act too freely, and the royal family has gained greater influence over it.

But after witnessing Lanny's domineering performance, invincible against millions on the battlefield, he couldn't help but raise his expectations.

Intermediate level is really not enough.

"so little?"

In the darkness, Jeffrey glanced at the disappointed Richard, and his heart ached even more.

Your Majesty, you probably don't understand what a high rank means.

My senior brother and I worked hard for many years, but it was only through natural talent rather than human intervention that we barely made it to the intermediate level.

Even the teacher felt that there was little hope of reaching a higher level in this lifetime.

You expect two high-ranking kids out of those kids?

But there was really no way to explain this to the king.

But I have to explain.

After thinking for a moment, he mumbled in a low voice, "There are a few who have a chance at the mid-level, but as for the high-level... I'm afraid it depends on how things develop."

Looking at development?

That means there's no hope.

Richard wasn't stupid; he naturally understood the subtext of those words.

For a moment, he felt that even the victory celebration had lost its meaning.

But since all the clansmen had come, he could only turn around and continue walking; he couldn't just leave everyone stranded in the manor.

However, at this moment, he no longer had the enthusiasm he had before, and his face in the darkness gradually calmed down again.

At the entrance of the manor,

The Queen, Cyrus, and other family elders and members had been eagerly awaiting their arrival.

The guards had notified His Majesty in advance, and he arrived immediately.

But the Queen was, after all, Richard's wife, and she noticed his unusual behavior as soon as he arrived at the door.

what happened?

Weren't you quite happy before? You even asked me to come and oversee the food preparation for the banquet. Why are you suddenly worried now?

Has the Holy Church run into trouble again?

Without thinking too much, seeing that her clansmen had already raised their hands, she could only suppress her doubts and greet them together.

"Your Majesty..."

"Hehe, good evening everyone!"

Richard waved his hand, his mood now restored, and a smile returned to his face.

"Mr. Cyrus, is the person behind you the star of tonight?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

With a smile and a nod, Cyrus turned around and gestured to an elderly man dressed in black behind him.

"This is the main character of the evening, Mr. Urban..."

"Your Majesty, it is a great honor..."

Urban looked quite old, and his voice was deep and hoarse, like a stone rubbing against metal, giving one goosebumps.

His face was thin, his cheekbones were high, and his goatee had a somewhat comical look.

At this moment, he was standing next to Cyrus and Casper, but instead of wearing the robes that represent a magician, he was dressed in a simple black outfit.

Presumably seeing His Majesty the King for the first time, he was visibly excited, slightly bowing, his hands on his chest, and a fawning smile on his face as he strode toward Richard.

Cyrus glanced at him, his brow furrowing slightly, showing some displeasure at his poor performance.

We are magicians, is it necessary for us to fawn over the king like this?

Seemingly sensing his attitude, Urban glanced over, his smile widening, and he finally straightened his back a bit.

Seeing this, Cyrus felt somewhat relieved and turned to look at Richard, waiting for the two to greet each other.

Richard waited with a smile for Urban to come forward.

Cyrus smiled as he looked at the king.

Urban lowered his head and quickly approached.

Everyone watched with smiles as the two were about to meet and interact.

The guards around him looked around warily, while the members of the Andrew family watched this historic moment with smiles on their faces, filled with expectations for the prosperity of the royal family.

Everything seemed so harmonious and joyful.

As they passed each other, a flash of light appeared.

Pfft...

Like a sharp blade piercing through worn leather, it carries a unique rhythm.

The low, almost imperceptible stabbing sound aroused Cyrus's suspicion.

What's going on?

A strange, sharp pain shot through his chest, causing Cyrus to involuntarily look down, his eyes filled with confusion.

Is this a dagger?

Why is only half of it showing?

I didn't bring a dagger either...

The next moment, a scream shattered the harmonious atmosphere.

"ah... ..."

At this moment, Urban had lost his previous humility and instead looked at Cyrus with a fierce expression, tightening his grip once more.

Pfft...

"who are you?"

Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events. The smiles on their faces had not yet faded, but their mouths were forcibly pulled into a horrified and terrifying expression.

"Assassin..."

Seeing Cyrus's eyes gradually fading, Urban's gaze was cold, offering no reply, but instead he shouted loudly.

"You aided the Andrew family in stealing imperial power; your crimes are heinous and you deserve to die..."

Stealing the empire?

Are these people from the Kingdom of Cyoria?

No, no, no, they are not, they absolutely are not.

The method of concealing magic power just now was clearly the same method used when assassinating Lanny in the Southern Territory.

They are members of the Holy Church.

"They are members of the Holy Church..."

The shouts of warning turned into murmurs after all the strength in his body was gone, and no one could hear them.

Urban didn't look at him, but instead swept his cold gaze across the rest of the crowd and raised his fist.

"Do it!"

With his shout, several men in black suddenly rushed out from the previously deserted darkness, brandishing identical daggers and lunging at the group.

"teacher... ..."

Seeing his teacher being attacked, Casper's expression changed drastically. His magic began to circulate wildly, and he retreated backward, trying to create distance.

Unfortunately, the man in black who emerged from the darkness seemed to have already identified his target, and he was naturally not forgotten.

*Pfft...*

A dagger had already pierced his heart.

"Protect His Majesty..."

Jeffrey, who was stunned, finally came to his senses and screamed in agony.

Startled, the guard turned around hastily and was greatly alarmed to see the man in black who had suddenly appeared before him.

"Take His Majesty away quickly, quickly..."

With a frantic roar, Jeffrey, far surpassing his own level at that moment, launched an attack in a flash.

The fireball illuminated the dimly lit central street and descended upon the men in black.

"snort... ..."

Urban drew his dagger, leaving Cyrus slumped to the ground, and pointed a finger.

Ice Shield... ...