Chương 321: Killing someone by destroying their spirit

"Based on the bloodline identification results, Roland Kane is a member of the ancient Golden Fox royal family, which is too different from the current Southern Fox Clan to be used as evidence for arbitration."

"Furthermore, the archives of the Roland Empire are complete, and after discussions among the Imperial Noble Council and professors of the Royal Academy, it is suspected to be due to atavism."

Therefore, they can still be considered imperial nobles.

Jess's merciless words echoed in the conference hall, and Bezan gritted his teeth and roared out in a fit of rage.

"Jace, are you making a fool of us?"

"Can the bloodline of the fox clan from over a thousand years ago be revived through atavism? Have you ever attended a magic academy?"

Bizzan's words made Jess frown slightly.

"Please address me as Speaker Jess, Lord Beezan."

Jess loosened his tie, looked down at Bizzan's contorted face, and shook his head almost imperceptibly, scoffing inwardly.

Bizan's behavior clearly indicates that he is not a mature leader.

If it were a cunning and shrewd nobleman of the empire, he would never have so openly displayed his emotions. Instead, he would have secretly sought new bargaining chips and methods to achieve his goals.

However, it's not time to fall out with Bizan yet.

He softened his tone as he answered Bizan's question.

"As for your question, first of all, I am an outstanding graduate of the Royal Magic Academy, an exemplary young man of the Empire with a perfect score in magic theory."

"Secondly, although the possibility of ancient bloodlines reverting to their ancestral form is extremely low, it is not zero in theory."

"Perhaps the empire was blessed by the gods, and Lord Roland just happened to encounter that tiny, albeit slight, possibility?"

Is it possible for you?

Is it a divine favor? Which divine being?

Is it a fox deity that has been dead for who knows how many years?

Just as Bizan was about to continue his outburst, his wolf-woman secretary tugged at his sleeve.

He turned to look at the wolf-woman secretary, only to see the alluring wolf-woman shake her head, her voice remaining calm.

"Lord Bizan, it's impossible to capture Roland today. Her value is different now than before."

"Jace... the Empire wants more money, so we can still talk."

The wolf-woman secretary paused, looked up at the impotently furious Bizan, a hint of disappointment and disdain flashing in her eyes, but she still maintained her respectful tone.

"Please don't continue to clash with Jess and the others. We still have the Sublimation Crystal as leverage, so they won't dare to completely turn against us."

"Yes... I also have sublimated crystals!"

Bizan's emotions calmed down a bit after being reminded by the wolf-woman secretary's words.

He took the opportunity offered by the wolf-woman secretary to back down, hoping to avoid looking too embarrassed, and forced himself to speak.

"I'll see if Jess and the others can handle it without my sublimation crystal."

Having said that, he stopped looking at Jess and stopped paying attention to Roland in the arena, lest he get angry again.

He didn't notice that while he was closing his eyes to calm down, the wolf-woman secretary quietly went to a corner of the venue, took out the token given to her by the Lion faction of the Church of Vulcan, and secretly activated the communication magic circle on it.

On the other side, a double-class senior agent from the imperial nobility walked to a corner, unzipped his pants, and prepared to take out two communication tokens.

It must be the Church of Light.

The other one couldn't be pulled out; it seems to have slipped somewhere else.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth, shook his crotch, and directly put his hand inside his pants, starting to fidget with it up and down, a scene that was extremely lewd.

It took him a long time to finally pull out the token of the Steel Church from his pants.

"Hmm... Luckily, I brought both tokens today."

"The Church of Light should be notified, and the Church of Steel should also be notified. One job yields two results; only then can it be considered healthy."

……

Finally, with Speaker Jess's gavel slamming heavily onto the wooden base, the arbitration session ended like a farce.

All of Roland's accusations were dismissed, and her noble status remained unchanged.

However, just as the wolf-woman secretary had predicted, the Noble Council left some room for negotiation with Bizan, classifying Roland's bloodline as having a "low probability of reversion to ancestral traits, requiring further research and discussion by professionals."

If Bizan can't offer any more chips, then the "needs further study and discussion" clause will be completely removed.

However, if Bizan can offer the necessary incentives, Roland can still belong to Bizan and the Church of Vulcan.

Can Kobe really afford to give that?

To the side of the arbitration conference hall, there are specially built private meeting rooms for nobles who need them after the conference.

At this moment, Bizan was in a room with the three Grand Speakers, and the atmosphere was very tense.

The ferocious tiger's head roared.

"impossible!"

"Jace, do you know what kind of request you're making?"

"The technology for producing sublimation crystals is far beyond what a mere cricket like Roland can compare to. You are simply insatiable."

Faced with the furious Bizzan, Speaker Jess remained unfazed, simply shrugging indifferently.

"Bishop Bizan, please don't get so agitated."

"These are the conditions that we, the speakers, reached after discussions, and they are absolutely fair to both of us."

"fair?"

Bizan sneered, pointing to the sublimation crystals displayed on the table.

"Is this what you call fair?"

"We have already reached a contract: twenty units of sublimation crystals, and high-quality crystals specially supplied to the emperor, in exchange for Roland Kane."

"The Church of Vulcan was even willing to help you withstand external pressure and share the Roland Group with you. With such generous terms, how could you betray your faith and try to raise the price?"

The smiling, beautiful speaker waved her hand to interrupt Bizan's accusations, her gentle voice carrying a hint of coldness.

"Bishop Bizan, if that's your point of view, then we can also accuse you of concealing important information."

"Roland's true value far exceeds the reward you offered."

The middle-aged woman paused for a moment before continuing.

"In the end, Roland has been registered since birth and is a noble girl from our country with impeccable lineage."

"You must have known the secret of the Roland bloodline all along, which is why you were so eager. If it weren't for that red dragon helping us with the identification, our excellent imperial nobles would have really been deceived by you."

"Your acting skills were truly remarkable; you fooled us so well."

I'm lying to you?

Your mother's shameless imperial aristocracy.

"What the hell did I lie about?"

"I'm the one who was completely fooled by Roland!"

Bizan felt like he had used up all the anger he would have accumulated in a lifetime today.

How the hell did he know that Roland's bloodline was so amazing?

If he had known earlier, he would have kidnapped Roland long ago. Would it have been your turn?