My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 429 - 326: The Coffin That Nails Down Zeus

But now, apart from this strange Great Expedition and the bizarre ritual akin to a battle royale that happens once every century, the whole world seems quite normal.

On the contrary, the most abnormal thing was that little beggar he encountered upon his arrival. Why would a little beggar suddenly act so arrogant just because he summoned a Heroic Spirit?

He started to wonder. If the beggar’s original temperament were truly like that, how could he survive smoothly in his status as a beggar?

Such a character should have long died in some unknown corner.

Even the young lady of the Count’s Family was not as arrogant as that beggar.

Xue Dili couldn’t figure it out, so he decided not to think about it any further, attributing it to having lost his mind due to successfully summoning a Heroic Spirit.

"Miss Laurent, the queen has received the news of your family’s participation in the Great Expedition and has prepared a seat for you," a maid said.

"Alright." The noble young lady also gave a slight bow.

Xue Dili glanced at the little girl; despite her arrogance, her superficial courtesy was indeed well executed.

It is certain that, even under normal growth, this child would become an outstanding person, for a noble who gives even basic courtesy to a maid is already a rarity among her peers.

Although Xue Dili always believed the nobility was full of fools, how could civilization progress with such nitwits?

But under the education of nobility, besides the fools, some talents do emerge among the aristocratic offspring, barely driving the broken vehicle of noble families until it can no longer be moved even by talents; that’s when noble families will choose between a future under street lamps or in a soap factory.

And as the two of them walked into the Imperial Palace, the eyes of others turned towards them.

There were five teams in total. Xue Dili took a glance: one Heroic Spirit was a warrior wielding a greatsword, another seemed like a Minstrel, there was a woman resembling a pirate with an eye patch, an Archer, and a Mystic Scholar holding a book.

Xue Dili did not recognize any of them, as he didn’t know much about the history of this world, having spent most of last night matching wits with Zeus.

There’s still a sealed Zeus within the Consciousness Space now, one that could explode at any moment.

The queen had not arrived yet, but with Xue Dili’s group, the six teams were all present. The Seventh person should be Zeus, although his coffin lid was firmly suppressed by Xue Dili.

While Xue Dili was quietly observing, he also asked Lana beside him, "Do you know anyone among them? And who don’t you recognize?"

After all, the Laurent Count’s Family was a noble family within the Capital Circle, usually acquainted with at least others within the aristocratic circle.

As for the others, they should be lucky geniuses emerging from commoners, similar to that small beggar who summoned Xue Dili before.

"The Heroic Spirit with the greatsword might be the Duke’s ancestor, known as the ’Duke of Blood,’ and that Mystic Scholar is the Duke’s second son," Lana whispered to Xue Dili.

Meanwhile, Xue Dili had set up a Sound Insulation Barrier between them, ensuring their conversation wouldn’t be overheard.

"I don’t recognize the Minstrel and his master, they should be commoners."

"The master of the pirate is a child from the coastal Viscount’s family, I’m not sure who the Heroic Spirit is."

"I’m uncertain about the other two groups; they should also be commoners." The noble young lady analyzed everything she saw for Xue Dili.

Xue Dili nodded; he could temporarily delineate the noble side from the commoner side. He was just curious whether this Great Expedition was truly a random allocation or if there was some selection mechanism involved.

For instance, perhaps a Mystic Scholar or those with Mystic Scholars in their ancestry, even if they’ve become commoners, were lucky enough for this generation to awaken their aptitude, but due to a lack of resources and knowledge, haven’t become Mystic Scholars yet.

Xue Dili always believed that this Great Expedition was essentially a large-scale magic ritual orchestrated by the retinue of the Ninth Apostle. As for the purpose of the ritual, he was currently unsure, but it might be related to the flowering and fruition of the Divine Tree.

Others seemed to be observing Xue Dili’s group as well, but they didn’t speak, perhaps because they didn’t want to communicate directly with the Heroic Spirit under such public scrutiny, or perhaps they simply didn’t understand this simple sound insulation magic.

Nearly the entire morning passed, and just when Xue Dili was growing impatient, the queen, over seventy years old, slowly entered the audience chamber of the Imperial Palace, accompanied by a middle-aged Prince.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this Great Expedition relies on your courage and the support of the ancient Heroic Spirits," the queen said with the help of attendants, proceeding to perform a simple ritual of the Kingdom.

Wine, as red as blood, was poured into the goblets she held, and the goblets were sequentially handed to the six teams of master and servant.

It was a tradition in the Human Empire to share a drink of blood-stained wine before an expedition to boost the warriors’ morale.

But as it has been passed down to now, it seems the blood-stained wine has been substituted with the saying of bright red wine.

Xue Dili took a silent sip of it, finding the taste very astringent, still difficult to swallow even with added sugar. The red wine itself had no issues, but he couldn’t figure out why this noble young lady could drink it with such composure.