Chapter one hundred and seventy seventh take office
Breathing the unique air at the top of the snow-capped mountains, full of cold ice and snow, Anvis slowly stood up, walked to the edge of the terrace, and then jumped out.
Under his feet, the invisible wind element turned into a staircase, lifting him lightly to the tall arched window of the Duke's study.
"Who's there?"
Although Anvis had tried his best to control his aura, at such a close distance, Duke Carrot in the study still noticed something strange outside the window.
Seeing this, Anvis did not hide it, but gently knocked on the window, signaling the Duke to let him in.
"Avis...? Shouldn't you be at Pamir Academy now?"
In the study, Duke Carlot raised his head from the pile of documents and looked at the sudden appearance of Anvis with some confusion. At the same time, he waved his hand to remove the protective magic on the window.
"You are right, Father, so there is indeed another 'I' who is studying peacefully at Pamir Academy."
The body disappeared into the study, and Anvis bowed slightly to the Duke.
"Are you sure this won't go wrong?"
The Duke was startled for a moment, and then he understood what Anvis meant. It was nothing more than a clone or some other spell with similar effects, but in the Duke's opinion, doing this in Pamir Academy was quite risky.
"I wonder, in your opinion, am I talking to you in my real body now, or am I just arranging for a clone to return secretly?"
Facing the Duke's blue eyes, Anvis remained calm.
"I understand, this is some kind of adventure for you."
After carefully looking at Anvis's body, the Duke couldn't help but nodded clearly.
"Although I'm not sure, I think this should be your clone."
The magical aura on Anvis's body was not strong, only level five, but it was able to make it impossible for him to distinguish the authenticity from the fake for a while.
However, the Pamir Academy is shrouded in the Brilliant Mystery Lock. It is difficult for Anvis' methods to hide from the long-term detection of the Mystery Lock. Therefore, in the Duke's view, the greater possibility is that Anvis's body is still living normally in the academy and is just arranging arrangements.
A clone returned secretly.
"Your insight is always so sharp, Father."
Anvis complimented in a very natural tone. The Duke couldn't tell the difference anyway, so he was now a clone.
"Come to see me in my study in the middle of the night like this. Tell me, what is your purpose?"
Nodding, Duke Carlot no longer dwelled on the matter, but directly asked Anvis about his purpose.
"That's right, I heard in the academy that Fiona is about to become the lord."
After thinking about it for a while, Anvis finally revealed his purpose.
"So, I came here all night to apply for Fiona's position as adjutant."
"Becoming Fiona's lieutenant? Are you serious, Avis?"
The Duke's eyebrows furrowed. He waved his hand and directly swept the unsightly documents between the two of them on the table into the subspace.
At the same time, his upper body leaned forward slightly, his blue eyes staring closely at Anvis's, as if he wanted to directly read the thoughts in his little son's mind.
The position of lord's adjutant is a quite special position in this world.
Because in this world, the key to becoming a lord is to have absolute force. Under this premise, the lord must be the strongest in the entire territory.
But most high-level professionals are not actually interested in managing the territory. They would rather use their time to practice, conduct magic research, hold various carnival parties, etc.
Therefore, they need an adjutant who is good at managing the territory to help them manage the territory, similar to a steward who takes care of the daily affairs of the castle.
The lords are only responsible for making major decisions and ensuring the rule and stability of the territory with their own force. The lord's adjutants need to make suggestions for them and handle the daily chores of the territory.
For this reason, the lord's adjutants may have considerable power, but correspondingly, their own training time will also be severely compressed by the territorial affairs.
In Duke Carlot's view, Anvis becoming a lord's adjutant was totally worth the loss.
Because no matter how Fiona's territory is managed, it doesn't matter to the Olivendi family at all. But if Avis's strength improvement is slowed down by this, even just a little, it will be a huge loss for the family.
After all, in this world, it is the strong ones at the top who truly have the right to speak.
"I must ask you first, Avis, do you really understand why the family suddenly made her the lord at this time?
"I think it's to lure enemies who want to take action against Fiona, right?"
Facing Duke Carlot's questioning, Anvis spoke without changing his expression.
"A terrifying defense net should have been set up around Fiona. As soon as the enemy breaks in, the net will be closed immediately. Let other potential enemies of the empire see the heavy price of attacking Fiona."
"Now that you know this, why, Avis? Give me a reason!"
Anvis's answer was absolutely correct. The Duke leaned back on the chair again, crossed his arms, and was a little confused as to what Anvis' purpose was.
"You should know, father, I am a prophet, and according to my prophecy, Fiona's appointment as lord will bring unprecedented changes to the Gloria Empire.
The process of helping Fiona manage the territory can bring me huge destiny feedback power, which is completely incomparable to those of daily practice."
Anvis looked calm. Anyway, his upgrade now basically does not rely on practice, but more on the power feedback from the old secret scriptures.
Cheating?
Can the things that happen to scholars be called cheating? That’s called macro-control!
"Destiny? I understand..."
Hearing this reply, Duke Carlot was speechless. He didn't understand the prophecy school, but the family prophet did say that the state of the web of destiny was abnormal recently, and something big might happen to the empire.
Given the close relationship between Avis and Fiona, maybe he could predict something.
Thinking of this, Duke Carlot no longer stopped him. Anyway, Anvis was just a clone, and it didn't matter even if there was an accident.
So, on the next day, Fiona, who was about to take office, was surprised to learn from the Duke that Avis secretly returned last night and would serve as her adjutant to help her manage the territory.
For the girl who suddenly became a lord and was still a little confused, this was undoubtedly a huge reassurance.
"Brother, you're back?! Thank you for coming to help me!"
When she saw Anvis, who was wearing a black cloak and a hood covering half of his face, although she was a little strange about Anvis's dress, Fiona still gave him a warm hug.
Ever since she was little, Anvis has been much better than her in other aspects except for her talent in cultivation. She has never seen anything that can stump her fourth brother.
The little girl made a wish to the stars at the window last night. If she could get help from Anvis, then even her inexperienced self would be able to manage the territory well and become a qualified lord.
The two little ones were curled up next to her in a somewhat wilted state. Fiona was so nervous that she couldn't sleep last night. As a result, they could only accompany the girl to make wishes.
"Don't make any noise, Fei. I'm returning secretly this time, and it's not convenient for my identity to be revealed. So next, I will act as your adjutant as the fifth-level ice warlock [Levin Boley]. Don't admit your mistake.
"
Looking at the excited girl, Anvis smiled slightly.
"Then, let's set off, my dear Lord Fiona -"
On the way to Herring Gull City in the flying carriage that symbolized her status, Fiona was always in a good mood, humming the tune of an elf serenade, and at the same time unconsciously pressed a fluffy white baby on her chest with her little hand.
On the lovely talisman.
On the side, looking at the [Lucky Rabbit's Foot] held by Fiona, Anvis' mood was somewhat subtle.
Is this thing still there?
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