Game World: I Can Share Talents

Chapter 168 - 166: Royal Family’s Exclusive Prize Pool

The capital of the Radiant Holy Tree Empire, the Holy Root System.

This magnificent city, built on a vast plain, lay at the very center of the Empire. Across the nearly endless Imperial domain, the Imperial Capital served as the most crucial hub connecting all regions. No matter how many provinces the Empire possessed, they all turned toward the Imperial Capital like flowers facing the sun.

The most efficient communications and logistics converged here, and it was here that the most comprehensive and authoritative information was gathered.

Although most of the Empire’s territories were self-governed by local noble lords, matters such as arbitration between noble families, wars on the frontiers, and the occasional rebellion stirred up by some muddle-headed fool still required a central Imperial authority to adjudicate.

The buzz in the Imperial Capital came in waves, each one fleeting. After Westheid’s departure, the once-famous Duke Qinghui was also gradually forgotten. The people of the Imperial Capital didn’t care what happened in the distant Qinghui Territory; in their minds, their city was the heart of the world, the center of the universe.

At most, they might glance at news flashes from across the Empire while sipping their morning tea and sigh about how war was ever-present. ’What a pity,’ they would think, ’that those of us living in the Empire’s core provinces will probably never experience it in our lifetimes.’

Ah, we denizens of the Imperial Capital are a class apart, and don’t you forget it. Waking up to this every day... it’s the real deal!

However, any Realm of Order ultimately worshiped martial prowess. As soon as a new hot topic emerged, the people would scramble to follow it. And today, there was indeed a remarkable event in the Imperial Capital.

The Fourth Princess, Reiya, who had been away from the Imperial Capital for several months, had returned.

It was quite normal for members of the Royal Family to leave or return to the Imperial Capital. As Holy Tree Descendants, they had duties and obligations that often required them to fight on distant campaigns.

The Imperial Family achieved victory so frequently and regularly that, over time, they stopped even holding triumphal ceremonies. A simple announcement was all that was needed.

But Reiya was an exception. After all, she was just... too special.

Since the Empire’s founding, there had never been a Princess with Dragon Blood. And that wasn’t all—she was also the one who had been personally designated a Demigod by the Divine Ancestor, only to refuse the title.

The Imperial Citizens’ feelings toward Reiya were therefore very complicated. But regardless of how they had treated the Dragon Blood Princess in the past, now there was only respect for and obedience to the Royal Family.

CLICK, CLACK, CLICK, CLACK—

The crisp sound of footsteps echoed off the smooth, polished floor tiles of the Holy Tree Palace. Reiya, clad in moon-white, high boots, strode down the corridor. Everyone in her path—be they nobles, officials, or attendants—stopped to bow.

Reiya didn’t spare any of them a single glance, heading straight for the heart of the Holy Tree Palace.

It wasn’t contempt, just simple indifference. This mirrored her state for the past few months: engaging with almost no one, completely focused on completing her missions.

After her rebirth, the Silver-haired Princess seemed determined to make up for all her past losses. In just a few months, she had developed significantly. A magnificent white cape trimmed with gold was draped over a form-fitting, cinched-waist shirt, the tight clothing accentuating the Princess’s exquisite figure.

Her hair, like molten sterling silver, cascaded down her back like a waterfall, falling to her waist.

Her white jade dragon horns, like flashes of frozen lightning, made every Imperial Citizen reflexively look away, yet they couldn’t help but steal glances at her dream-like, beautiful face.

Although the Dragon Race was unequivocally considered an enemy of the Empire, an objective analysis would conclude that as a species, dragons were simply too perfect—and this extended to their aesthetics as well.

The Dragon Descendant girl strode forward with swift and decisive steps, yet she was like a beam of cool moonlight piercing a person’s heart.

Her delicate face radiated a noble beauty. Beneath her long lashes, her azure eyes shone with a magnificent and brilliant light. The bridge of her nose formed an elegant curve, and her lips were painted an alluring, soft cherry color.

Reiya soon arrived at the Regent King’s study and pushed the door open to enter.

Inside the room, Sylvia was already aware of her younger sister’s arrival. She had taken a seat on the sofa beforehand, ordered an attendant to brew a pot of tea, and now beckoned to her sister.

"Reiya, have a seat."

The Silver-haired Princess nodded and sat down before the Regent King.

Reiya got straight to the point. "Your Royal Highness Regent King, I have come to cash in my merits."

"I know. Petitioning the Divine Ancestor requires some preparation, so it’s not too late to rest and refresh yourself first. You rushed straight here right after getting off the Floating Battleship... Speaking of which, little sister, your growth during this time has been truly astonishing."

Sylvia couldn’t help but click her tongue in amazement as she recalled Reiya’s activities during this period.

Ever since leaving the Imperial Capital with her fledgling team, Reiya had actively taken on thorny problems that had been piling up for years. In this short period of time...

Suppressing rebellious Cult Organizations.

Eradicating bandits entrenched in the mountain forests.

Slaughtering Demon Beasts that plagued the region.

Slaying Barbarian Race leaders who raided the borders.

...

None of these tasks in itself was particularly earth-shattering, but what was truly shocking was the efficiency with which she completed them.

It was simply too fast—unbelievably so.

As someone with experience, Sylvia understood perfectly well that while these seemingly minor "moss-like" afflictions weren’t difficult to solve on the surface, any deep-rooted problem that required the Royal Family’s intervention was invariably troublesome to the extreme.

Whether it was collusion with local forces, reliance on impregnable natural defenses, or demon beast clans that had grown cunning in the deep mountains and old forests, each one required a slow and careful application of effort, time, and wisdom to handle.

But Reiya didn’t bother with any of that.

The Silver-haired Princess possessed absolute power, and she used that power to crush all her enemies.

The value of the twin Tier T0 Talents, Dragon Soul Furnace and Withered Glory Sun, went without saying. Westheid, relying on just these two, could already go on a rampage across the Chaos Battlefield as a Middle Tier. And that was to say nothing of Reiya, a natural-born powerhouse with the dual bloodlines of the Dragon God and Tree God.

In a matter of months, Reiya had fulfilled one of her promises to Westheid—advancing to the Hero Tier.

Even though everyone knew that for the Fourth Princess, who possessed the potential of a Demigod, the path to advancement would be as easy as eating and drinking, no one had expected it to be this fast.

Sylvia sighed in admiration, took a sip of her black tea, and said to Reiya,

"The merits you’ve accumulated are quite substantial. I wonder how you plan to use them, little sister? I can help you strategize."

Every member of the Radiant Holy Tree Empire’s Royal Family possessed immense power. This power was not granted by the Emperor but had to be earned by oneself.

Whether through military achievements or political accomplishments, as long as they could earn merits, they could cash them in directly with the Divine Ancestor for rewards. These rewards could include territory, wealth, armies, and other unconventional things.

It was like an internal prize pool with incredibly high returns, a special privilege reserved for the Royal Family.

Thus, basically every adult member of the Royal Family controlled one of the Empire’s most prosperous provinces and most elite legions. This was why Prince Yaligong could, without hesitation, offer a major city as a reward before the Secret Realm Trial.

For the Royal Family, something like that was just an impulse buy—the equivalent of splurging on a few top-tier cash shop items.

"The Army of Light."

Reiya replied without a second thought, "Use all my merits on forging the Army of Light!"