Chapter 430 Reward
The time when everyone got together in the dream did not last long. After a brief exchange, the four Cang Storks said goodbye and left, returning to the world.
They still have some unfinished things at hand, so naturally they will not stay in the spiritual kingdom for long.
However, everyone was still excited about the sudden infusion of power and being promoted to Kusei in one fell swoop.
After everyone left, Ji Lan did not leave.
He was walking alone in his own spiritual kingdom, looking around and feeling happy.
Compared to the original bare mud island, a magnificent open-air stone palace has been erected on this island, occupying almost half of the island.
Five stone pillars surround the central pit. The cross sword bonfire in the pit burns with eternal flames, symbolizing Jilan's increasingly powerful heart and consciousness.
And these are all due to the devoured kingdom brands... They have all turned into nutrients for Gilan, adding bricks and tiles to this kingdom.
It also provides stronger power to the king here, "Iros".
Gilan walked through the stone hall and walked to the shore.
"Aurora and the others have been promoted to Kusei. They will surely get more attention and promotion in their respective organizational forces in the future..."
Jilan looked at the night sky. The black ocean murmured and showed a smile.
"Everyone has a bright future."
He suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap.
A wooden boat emitting four colors of light appeared out of thin air, and landed on the shore with a splash, splashing water and swaying.
Jilan did not hesitate and jumped onto the boat.
He activated the spiritual boat and sailed straight towards the far side of the Dreamland Sea.
“Let’s go to the Land of Gods to complete the last ‘footprint’ first. It’s time for me to advance to level 5...”
The boat gradually moved away and finally disappeared into the sea.
However, during this trip, Gilan returned disappointed.
Because after he arrived at Toyalan, the hometown of gods, he found that there was no guidance for the gathering place of the fire element in his perception.
The "lower level" area of the Land of Gods is in a state of change at any time. It can be said that whether you can meet it or not depends on your face.
After missing the last opportunity, Gilan didn’t know how long he would have to wait. He could only say that he was unlucky this time.
In the end, he could only wake up with regret.
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Three days later, late at night, the Bremen envoy successfully returned to the imperial capital Musciti.
In the past three days, Jilan went to the Land of Gods every night, but the place where the fire element gathered seemed to have completely disappeared and never appeared again.
After the initial depression, he gradually relaxed his mind. If you can meet the best, don't worry if you don't meet it... After all, this is not something that human beings can change.
Only waiting for the opportunity.
Have a night's rest at home on Morales Street.
The next morning, Jilan got up at six o'clock.
After a routine of applying medicine, meditating, and exercising, he sat cross-legged on the wooden floor and felt the changes in his body.
Observing himself through spiritual vision, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the spiritual light was extremely full, and there was a faint dazzling light.
He knew exactly what this meant.
'The effect of the improved version of "Lava Balm" is really good. In just a short time, the spiritual strength has already met the promotion requirements...'
Jilan opened his eyes and thought to himself.
'Well...the spirituality and the original essence are all in place, and now there is only the last "footprint" left to complete the promotion. ’
He took a deep breath, stood up, walked to a chair by the window, and sat down. He forced himself to read books about alchemy and occultism to calm down, then he washed up and had breakfast.
After finishing his meal, he dressed neatly and drove to the Triumph Building and went straight to the teacher's office.
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“Good job, Gilan.”
Paracelsus was still sitting behind the curved desk. When he saw the students coming in, his first words were compliments.
He was smiling and his eyes were full of approval.
“I have learned about the process of this mission to Stuttgart through a briefing... Originally I did not expect you to win over the royal court camp, but I did not expect that under many obstacles, you still managed to win over the royal court. We can successfully cooperate with them."
"I have annotated the documents compiled by the envoys and forwarded them to the Sifang Palace... The head of state has also been informed."
Pala said, raising his hand. Signaling for Ji Lan to take a seat.
After Gilan sat down, he said again:
"The head of state has been very busy these two days, but he will probably summon you later to commend you."
"I understand, teacher."
Jilan nodded.
Para asked a few more questions about the specific situation, and Gilan answered them one by one. The white-haired old gentleman nodded with satisfaction.
"Although it is only technical cooperation and commercial transactions, this is also a rare feat... The three overlords of Sri Lanka, Bu, and Austria have rarely cooperated in the past. The Royal Court has maintained a neutral attitude for hundreds of years, sitting on the sidelines and letting things go. The two sides are fighting each other."
"At this sensitive time when the two countries are at war, Wang Ting is still willing to cooperate with us. This is a good statement and shows that he means to be close..."
The smile on Parra’s face became even bigger.
"Gilan, not long after you took office as Foreign Minister, you have completed two major events in succession...especially this mission to the west, which may change the world structure."
"Huh? "Jilan raised his eyebrows and shook his head with a smile. "Teacher, is this a bit exaggerated..."
He never imagined that what he did would have such an impact.
However, Parra looked serious.
"It's not an exaggeration." He knocked on the table and added: "You are too young to understand what kind of waves this matter will cause..."
"I will Notify the Ministry of Foreign Affairs that a large-scale press conference will be held this afternoon, at which time you will personally speak on stage to inform the public about the cooperation between Stuttgart and Bremen."
"Time is running out. The counselors will prepare a speech for you in advance, just read it... This will not only give the Imperial people enough confidence, but it can also be used to intimidate the Federation and make them suspicious, thereby damaging the morale of the front line."
Parra's deep weather-beaten eyes stared straight at Jilan, and said solemnly:
"The most important thing is that this can once again improve your reputation... If we say that you have successfully sent out as an envoy before, Fossaka has made you an outstanding young foreign minister in the eyes of the people."
"Then this time, you will become a very important figure in the history of Bremen."
Gilanshen. He took a breath, nodded and said:
"I understand, teacher."
Then, with a few words, he told the new information he learned from the temple's chief Sizal when he was in Stuttgart a few days ago.
After listening, Parra frowned slightly.
"...the soldiers from both sides who died on the front line were extradited in spirit by unknown forces?"
He did not inquire about the accuracy of the source of the information, because this information was provided by Sizal Hagin explain.
Para certainly knows the true identity of this person.
The self of a superior person would not make such a joke.
This can also explain why the "Iron-Blooded Royal Court" is willing to cooperate with Bremen... It is the person in charge behind the Royal Court who has a close relationship.
The key person is Ji Lan!
“Do you know the chief of the temple?”
Pala took a deep look at Gilan and asked suddenly.
"I don't know, it's our first time meeting."
Jilan shook his head.
Pala was silent for a while, looking thoughtful. "Anyway, it's not a bad thing for you..."
"But if this news is true, it means that there is a problem on the front line of our army... Such important information , even his own people didn’t know, but were told by outsiders.”
"Either the mystics accompanying the army were deceived, or they were infiltrated."
Pala shook her head.
"I will send someone to investigate this matter...Forget it, I'd better go to the front line in person. I always feel that the behind-the-scenes of this matter are not simple."
"Teacher, please go to the front line in person. Frontline? "
Jilan was surprised.
Parra glanced at him.
"I'm just going to investigate secretly. Do you expect me to fight with the enemy with a gun?"
He smiled, but his eyes were calm.
“Besides, although I am old and about to expire, it is almost impossible for conventional troops and weapons to kill me...”
“If Austria The Weiner Federation sent out mysterious forces to try to assassinate me, but I was happy about it.”
"At that time, I will let them see what kind of faith a dying person will have."
Hearing this, Jilan felt a chill in his heart.
With Teacher Pala’s strength and his will to fear no life or death, I’m afraid it’s hard to say whether he will win or lose when faced with the superior person.
After all, looking at the world, Paraben is a ceiling-level powerhouse.
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Afternoon time.
A large press conference was held in the Sifang Palace, and reporters from all major newspapers in the empire gathered together.
The scale of this press conference is not much greater than the last time we declared war. Heads of various departments, including the Military Ministry, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the Ministry of Administration, were all present.
Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes and the flashing camera lights, Gillan walked onto the podium calmly.
Although he had a speech written by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, with his ability of "perfect persona", his expressions, micro-movements and tone during the speech were all very real and highly contagious.
Real-time synchronized broadcasts are also transmitted from the radio in every household at the same time.
Countless people in the empire once again heard the voice of this young foreign minister and this good news.
After the speech, the audience burst into applause.
Imperial people everywhere also applauded, and they were all delighted.
The reporters took photos with excitement on their faces, and even made a draft in their minds, planning to publicize the deeds of Foreign Minister Guillen Iros when they return.
This is unprecedented cooperation between Sri Lanka and Sri Lanka.
With the anxious situation on the front line, Stuttgart is willing to get close to Werder Bremen, which will greatly increase the confidence of the domestic people.
Even though the Stuttgart Empire did not clearly state that the two sides would form a strategic alliance, it did not mention that they would provide assistance in the war.
But it’s good news.
After overnight fermentation.
The next day, excited cheers could be heard at newsstands, cafes, restaurants, even trams and streets everywhere.
The men at work were in groups, holding newspapers, smoking cigarettes, and talking loudly about the impending death of the Owena Federation.
There were also many ladies with red faces, whispering how great the young foreign minister was.
Various media and newspapers rushed to report and put the issue of "Sri Lanka's non-cooperation" on the headlines. Among them, the photo of Foreign Minister Guilan Iros standing on the podium was placed on the side of the home page.
His calm expression and upright stance seem to be the image endorsement of the Bremen Empire, declaring to the world the confidence of the strong.
The newsboys carrying cross-body bags hawking along the way sold newspapers like crazy on this day. In less than two hours, the first batch of newspapers they got from the newspaper office was sold out.
On the radio, yesterday's speech was played on a loop.
Nearly more than half of the people in the empire learned about this matter in less than a day.
And Gilan's reputation also increased.
That evening.
A team of clerks from Sifang Palace drove into Morales Street in three black cars and stopped at the door of Apartment No. 9.
They brought a message to Gilan who was taking a nap in the apartment -
The head of the empire, Caesar Geed, will hold a celebration banquet specifically for Gilan tonight.
Members of the envoy group are also on the invitation list.
Gillan readily agreed and politely sent the clerks out of the apartment.
"Master, you have made meritorious service to the empire again!"
The butler Charles, who was following him, said with excitement.
"I will go to East Muse later to customize another dress for you... There should be many important people attending the banquet tonight."
"No need." Ji Lan glanced at the housekeeper, shook his head and said with a smile: "For such an occasion, there will be someone from the Sifang Palace Logistics Department to prepare it for me."
"So that's it." Charles said, and suddenly sighed: "Your current identity and status have surpassed that of the first Earl Farhan..."
But before he finished speaking, Charles realized He made a mistake and quickly shut his mouth.
But the purple-eyed young man didn't pay attention and just waved his hand.
"Ask the maid to prepare some travel supplies for me. I will go to the bathroom to take a shower and take care of myself."
"Yes, Master." Old Charles said respectfully.
When Gilan turned around and went upstairs, he raised his head.
Old Charles had a look of emotion on his face, and then showed an extremely proud look.
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The celebration banquet was also held in Sifang Palace.
Every one of the high-ranking officials and dignitaries who had attended the press conference changed into casual clothes or formal clothes and attended the banquet.
As the "protagonist", Gilan actually doesn't like such lively occasions.
Fortunately, in the middle of the banquet, he was called away by the clerk sent by the head of state. Went to the secret room behind the banquet hall for a secret conversation.
At this meeting, only the head of state and Teacher Parra were present.
A handsome young man with long curly red hair, wearing a thin off-white robe, sat on the sofa in the middle. Paracelsus stood aside.
"Sit." Caesar smiled and raised his hand.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Head of State."
Gilan took off his hat and saluted the two of them, and sat respectfully on the sofa opposite the coffee table.
As soon as he sat down, he heard the head of state say:
"...Gilan, I plan to promote you to the Secretary-General of the House of Lords."
"Huh?" Ji Lan was startled.
"Don't worry about being busy with official duties. Someone will do the actual work for you, just in name."
Caesar picked up the coffee cup and took a sip.
At this time, Pala Celsus added:
“Before I served as the chairman of the mysterious investigation committee, I was the Secretary-General of State.”
Looking at the teacher's smile, Gilan suddenly understood.
The head of state is planning to train him as the next chairman...
(End of this chapter)