The First Magic World War

Charles had never seen the lady who took the ancient painting of the Evil God, because as she was retrieving the ancient painting of the Evil God, he was at Yang Miers' house, trapped in the Evil God's corridor.

However, later when Dobin joined the Patrolling Army in the Lucavaro District, they would occasionally chat casually. It was from Dobin that he heard about this event and inquired about the lady's identity.

Only the royal in-laws were entitled to use the golden pheasant's tail flower.

The lady was the second daughter of Julius Axler, the sixth emperor of the Fars Empire, a princess who had been widowed for many years.

In terms of status, she was much more elevated than nobles like Baron Fabolais, a brother-in-law to the emperor.

This widowed princess was a taboo subject within the empire, so much so that even the Augusladin High Priest would only refer to her as "that lady," not daring to use her title directly, let alone mention her name.

At that moment, Charles didn't know how to continue speaking.

Summoning the Evil God was a capital offense in the empire.

Describing how he was "associated" with the Evil God, yet completely innocent, was a very delicate matter.

The Augusladin High Priest was very understanding. Seeing Charles silent for a long time, he smiled and said, "The strength of your innate spirituality is unparalleled in my life."

"Did something happen after you saw that painting at the auction?"

Relieved, Charles nodded repeatedly and replied, "Exactly."

"I am very worried about myself, so I came to seek guidance from the High Priest."

The Augusladin High Priest laughed heartily and exclaimed, "You've already turned the Silver Pigeon Fort into a labyrinth, what more are you seeking to learn?"

At that moment, Charles felt an impulse to pull out the Blood Rose and stab this old fool to death, but he immediately suppressed this dangerous thought. Making a move against a member of the Sacred Order was not just suicidal—it was practically begging for death.

He said in a low voice, "The High Priest's insight is sharp as ever."

The Augusladin High Priest patted his shoulder and said gently, "Child, you've been tainted with a bit of Agmilas' essence, which has granted you the power to create labyrinths. You are not the first."

"That day, I sensed Mama Karen, and I always thought that with her protection, you would know how to avoid danger."

The Augusladin High Priest smiled and said, "However, she still loves to see the children blunder and didn't tell you about the Evil God of the New Continent."

Charles was slightly shocked and said, "Please impart your wisdom, High Priest."

The Augusladin High Priest spoke with a mesmerizing voice, "The Old Continent is chaired by nine True Gods, where order prevails and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment. Do not argue—you have not been to the New Continent. Once you go there, you will understand that despite wars, this place could still be considered peaceful and comfortable."

While the elderly High Priest spoke these words, a gentle, warm light emanated from him, enveloping him like a embrace from a mother, making one feel secure, peaceful, and willing to heed his teachings.

"The New Continent, however, has no such divine order. Evil Gods are rampant, and there are not a few demons. The humans there have come up with a most astonishing method to combat the Evil Gods!"

Charles asked, "What method?"

The Augusladin High Priest gave a bitter-sweet smile and replied, "Have more children."

Charles grasped the profound horror hidden behind this seemingly ordinary phrase and fell silent, unwilling to delve into the truth.

Augusladin High Priest said indifferently, "In order to better survive, people of the New Continent have devised countless methods to utilize the power of the Evil God. The practices of harnessing Fel Energy there are many and unimaginable; even I have marveled and had my eyes opened."

"Agmilas is one of the thirty-six Great Evil Gods of the New Continent, with an extremely large following. Most cities on the New Continent are maze-ified to protect their residents."

"You see, even an ancient painting depicting His true form has traveled thousands of miles across the ocean and ended up at an auction in Strasbourg."

"You can hardly imagine how popular this Evil God is in the New Continent."

Charles carefully chose his words and cautiously asked, "But is he an Evil God?"

The Augusladin High Priest counter-asked, "Are you trying to say that long contact with the Evil God, being infiltrated by Fel Energy, will transform them into Evil Spirits?"

Charles nodded; he recalled the Hunchback Red Bear Warriors and still shuddered.

The Augusladin High Priest said indifferently, "The average lifespan of people in the Old Continent is forty-one years; in the New Continent, it is only thirteen years, and more than fifty percent of children do not survive their first year. Do you think the Evil God is still fearsome under these conditions?"

Charles was born on Earth, where even in the most severe living conditions, the average lifespan starts at fifty years, and in many countries, it even reaches seventy to eighty years. He truly could not imagine what a terrifying state it was to have an average lifespan of thirteen years.

The Augusladin High Priest spoke softly, "For Mister Mecklen, being born into a merchant family, living comfortably, having attended university, holding a well-paying job, and being able to interact with nobility ladies, becoming an Evil Spirit is utterly unacceptable; but for many others..."

"Life is merely a trivial matter of no consequence!"

Charles bowed slightly, performing an Imperial salute.

In this High Priest, he saw another side filled with wisdom and compassion. Even though he had not found a solution to his problems, he still felt the trip had not been in vain.

Charles asked, "What should I do now?"

The Augusladin High Priest replied, "You need do nothing."

"The power of Agmilas, having crossed a great ocean and under the watch of Lady Black Moon, no longer has the ability to create Labyrinth Guardians. It can only turn an uncontrolled city into a labyrinth, nothing more." Find more to read at empire

"Besides, with me here, the people of Silver Pigeon Fort will not transform into Evil Spirits."

"Although Labyrinth Power is miraculous, it cannot confine someone of an Extraordinary Rank higher than yours; it can only offer a slight home ground advantage. Do not depend too heavily on it."

Charles felt something was amiss and wanted to explain further; just as he was about to speak, the Augusladin High Priest added, "Do not worry about the residents of Silver Pigeon Fort."

"I am here not only to protect Baron Fabolais but also to ensure he does not do anything too outrageous, such as arbitrary taxation."

"However, some things should no longer be done."

"Baron Fabolais has already come crying to me many times!"

"He even wanted to stay overnight here a few times."

Charles was silent for a long time, then performed another Imperial salute and said, "Thank you, High Priest!"

The Augusladin High Priest smiled slightly and replied, "If you could bring the attendant you promised me sooner, it would be far better than saying thank you."