Chapter 429 - 401: Who is the Most Evil?
Silvermoon Tribunal, once again, a gathering of elven high-ranks surrounded the Magic Mirror, watching the live feed with careful scrutiny.
When Cyril Rolan appeared on the screen, the elves let out various sounds—admiration, shock, contemplation... All these reactions proved the extraordinary status of Cyril Rolan.
This Glorious General was indeed a celebrity of the Laine Empire.
Unlike those old-timers like the Silvermoon Knights and the Shield of the Empire, the fifty-something Cyril Rolan was in his golden years. He might not have as many glorious victories as the Silvermoon Knights, but everyone knew that this Glorious General was qualified to be the leading candidate for the new generation of paladins.
And behind Cyril Rolan, those legendary figures from the Empire were familiar faces too—such a luxuriously assembled team seemed overqualified for dealing with just one lich.
Not all the elves knew about the Elegy Poetry Society, nor did they all understand the full extent of Amberser’s capabilities; they only knew that his most famous battle was the one where he sent the entire Kingdom of Impure Hymns packing.
However, it was said that this was achieved through the sacrifice of another Diviner Mage, and it seemed this lich had once again picked up a bargain.
Therefore, not many were optimistic about Amberser’s chances. Except for the young Elven King, Aldalian, who had believed from the start that Amberser would not lose.
This lich never engaged in battles he wasn’t sure of winning. His daring to lure the enemies of the whole world to himself indicated he planned to greedily devour all the foes, leaving no bones behind.
Aldalian was only curious about how exactly the lich intended to crush this Laine legion.