Chapter 296 Secret Treasure

Rewarding him with the Ring of Fidels was exactly what Avis requested.

It's not because it has any powerful power. In fact, it's not even a magic item. It's just a decorative ring with a unique material.

What really gave it its name was its former owner, the last emperor of the ancient magic empire, Fidels du Augustine.

He once wore it on the little finger of his left hand and attended many public events.

Like all things associated with the Magic Empire's royal family, there are also rumors that the ring is connected to the lost treasure of the Magic Empire Veseram.

After first obtaining it, the family's ninth-level sign expert carefully examined it, but in the end they discovered that it seemed to be just an ordinary ring without any hidden effects.

Moreover, the material of the ring itself is very special and can interfere with prophecy magic. The family fortune teller made predictions about it, but there was also no response.

Although it is a bit useless, after all, it was once the personal belongings of Emperor Fidels. This ring was eventually put into the family secret treasury as a precious collection.

Anvis was not sure how the first head of the family obtained it.

But this does not prevent him from coveting the ring, because it is actually related to the secret treasure.

Holding this ring alone can indeed only serve as a decoration.

But in fact, it is a key, a key to the secrets of an ancient magical empire lost in time.

Maybe he had a premonition of the destruction of the Veselam Empire, or maybe it was just a precaution.

Emperor Fidels set up very secret treasure houses in many dangerous places on the mainland, and stored a large amount of various resources in them.

Even if the royal family really declines due to some force majeure, their descendants can rely on these resources to make a comeback in the future.

However, I am afraid that even Emperor Fidels himself did not expect that the entire Veselam royal bloodline would completely die out in the future.

The reason why people in the family cannot use it is simple: it needs to sense the blood of the royal family of the ancient magic empire in order to function properly.

It’s not that no one has thought about this, but after the destruction of the Magic Empire’s royal family, only Emperor Gloria remained.

When the Great Emperor finally disappeared, this bloodline was equivalent to complete extinction. Therefore, even if there is such a guess, it cannot be truly tested.

Avis also couldn't find that bloodline, but he had other solutions.

With the development of magic, people of later generations found another way to activate the effect of the ring by deceiving the judgment of the ring.

You must know that there is no 100% perfect magic circle, and everything will have its loopholes. After all, the Ring of Fidels is just a dead object, and its judgment method is very rigid.

Little Avis's memory happened to contain the method for future generations to activate the ring.

The specific process is very complicated. First, the blood is modulated with a similarity rate of more than 90% to stimulate part of the ring's effects.

Then use special magic to solidify its operating state, and at the same time inject a magic circle for cracking, and slowly modify some of the inscriptions for detecting bloodline, making it lose its effect.

Later, when this method spread in a small area, there was a rush to find the 'key'.

There is more than one thing similar to this ring. Emperor Fidels left a total of seven secret treasure troves, which seem to correspond to his seven descendants.

When Anvis made the request, Duke Carrot was a little confused at first. Why did he know that there was such a thing in the family treasury?

But when Anvis explained it with what he predicted, the Duke was speechless.

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….….

Soon, several days passed since the 'meteorite' fell.

After a period of fermentation, as the images of many ninth-level injuries spread, some people's minds suddenly became alive and began to make some small moves in secret.

The imperial capital, Pamir Academy.

In a dimly lit room, a glowing crystal ball was placed in front of a boy with reddish brown hair.

A translucent miniature magic projection floated above the crystal ball, seeming to be persuading the boy.

"What are you thinking about, Roach? This is a great opportunity for us!"

"Many ninth-level guardians have been injured, and the web of fate has undergone drastic changes. The results of the prophecy spells will become very chaotic in a short period of time. The rule of the upper echelons of the empire is now in an unprecedented period of weakness."

"Join us and become one of us. As a top student of Pamir Academy, as long as you agree to join, you can directly obtain the status of an officer."

Located in his residence, Luo Qi stared at the projection in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Who are you?"

Since some of his adventures were not suitable for others to see, he gritted his teeth and rented a secondary residence.

This communication crystal ball suddenly and mysteriously appeared at the window of his residence after a class.

Out of curiosity, he contacted the person in the crystal ball, but what the figure opposite said was outrageous.

"It's just a strategic alliance secretly formed by people with the same ambitions."

The magic projection in the crystal ball waved its hand and said lightly.

"Our purpose is to overthrow the tyranny of the aristocracy and reclassify the empire's classes. You can also call us by our code name [Spark]."

Roach frowned.

"Even so, why should I join you?"

The transparent figure smiled.

"Of course you can choose not to join, Mr. Roche, but are you willing?

You are of humble origin, even if you have worked several times harder than those noble descendants, and honed yourself between life and death, the final achievements you get are still far lower than theirs."

"Even if you finally graduate successfully and leave Pamir College, you will only become a subordinate of those nobles who may not perform as well as you, and work for them."

"And those noble children have done nothing, just because they have a good background, they can be high above and always suppress you."

"I..."

Opening his mouth, Roche's mind suddenly flashed the beautiful figure of the girl with a pure temperament like sunshine who smiled and handed him a bunch of fruits, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of sadness.

It was because of the huge gap in status that he didn't even have the courage to express his feelings.

In the crystal ball, the figure continued to persuade.

"...You obviously have a strong talent that can be regarded as strong even in Pamir Academy, and you may also have some unknown adventure.

But the resources you have worked hard and risked your life to obtain may not be as much as the cost of a meal for those nobles. Are you really willing?"

"I have another question, why me?"

After a moment of silence, Roche suddenly asked.

"You are different, Mr. Roche."

Hearing the boy's somewhat shaken tone, the figure smiled.

"The power of fate surrounds you like a cloak, which also means that your life is destined to be extraordinary. Whether you like it or not, all kinds of things will find you like nails attracted by a magnet."

"Then, I have another friend who should also like your proposal."

After hesitating for a moment, Roche finally shook his head.

"His name is Matt. He and I are both freshmen in the Department of Shaping. You should go and convince him first."

"If you can convince him as well, I will consider it."

"You mean Matt, right?"

The figure paused, as if flipping through something.

"Matt Typhon, a freshman in Pamir's Shaping Department, has agreed--"

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