Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy Chapter 626

Chapter 626: Chapter 619 Centaur King

Danaila Plane, Truth City.

Time swiftly advanced to September of the year 3174 on the Betta Calendar.

Locke had been away for more than half a year. Since his disappearance within that great vortex, there had been no news from him, and Ivan didn't mind.

No news is good news.

Given his relationship with Locke, if Locke had encountered a great disaster, even death, he would have definitely sensed it. The current state was a good sign.

He believed that with Locke's capability, no matter the difficulties, he would overcome them and there would come a day when they would get in touch again.

Today, a significant event took place in the Rainbow Domain outside Truth City. As the lord of the Rainbow Domain, Ivan also appeared in front of a heavily guarded sorcerer tower in his domain.

His wives, Tanaya among others, closely followed behind him.

Besides his family, there were many others waiting further behind, from the Centaur Race, each of them fixing their tense gazes on the tower.

“Mettogin, such a big event as Angie's promotion to Knight King, how could you not send someone back to announce it? If I hadn't come here by chance, our people would have known nothing. This is too much,” whispered Prince Leowen of the Centaur Race from the back.

He had once again ventured out from the Centaur's hidden realm.

Speaking of which, they should be thankful to the Black Flame King. Many years ago, he healed Tanli's, the Clan Leader's, serious injuries, allowing Leowen the time to avoid hastily assuming leadership and get away for a while.

This time, to come to the surface, Leowen and his group had suffered a lot. Eventually, news reached the Rainbow Domain, and people were sent to retrieve them.

“Lady Angela did not permit it,” Mettogin replied with a shush.

“What difference would it make if our people knew? They might think we're spreading false news and scold us even more, ending up with nothing resolved,” said another Centaur, Catherine.

Mettogin and Catherine had come out a long time ago and had followed Black Flame King's permission at Angela's request to allow five Centaur warriors to accompany her.

Now, out of the original five, four remained and have become competent Flying Knights, just a half step away from becoming pseudo-lords.

“How could that be possible?”

Hearing these unworthy words, Leowen immediately denied it, although he also knew that his denial changed nothing, as the Clan had initially rejected Angela's persuasion.

“Anyway, I was present. You should understand that I would never ignore such matters.”

“So what? If it weren't for the Rainbow Domain sending someone, you wouldn't have even made it here.”

“What is that supposed to mean? Do you not keep even a little concern for the Centaur Race in your hearts–”

“Prince Leowen, I advise you not to harbor any notions. Once Lady Angela becomes Knight King, you must remember to follow her arrangements,” Catherine interjected.

Watching the still somewhat oblivious Prince beside her, Catherine wished she could sew his mouth shut.

Prince Leowen, having always stayed in the hidden realm, might have more courage than other members of his race but had experienced few events and was clearly unable to see the current situation clearly.

Frankly speaking, to the Black Flame King, the Centaur Race had no value at all.

Even if he were to recruit them as subordinates, the Black Flame King would probably not even consider them seriously. The only one he cared for was Lady Angela. In fact, Angela's current position was entirely owed to the support given by the Black Flame King.

If the Clan couldn't recognize the current state of affairs, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Leowen wanted to say more when suddenly he felt a heavy burden, as if he were in the midst of violent waves, struggling to maintain control.

He glanced forward in horror and, upon the reminder of the other Centaurs, quickly shut his mouth. After a while, that terrifying pressure disappeared.

This made Leowen dare not mutter anymore behind their backs.

Meanwhile, a small smile curved the lips of Tanaya in the front. With such a short distance, how could the commotion behind possibly elude them? The Black Flame King did not wish to bother about it, but she did not want to hear someone's incessant chatter.

Sure enough, it was much quieter.

“It is done.”

After a good while, the voice of the Black Flame King sounded.

Hearing his proclamation, the eyes of the few people nearby sparkled with excitement. The Marichadon family had another powerful leader to celebrate.

Actually, this was also expected.

As a member of the Royal Family of the Centaur Race, Angie naturally had a portion of the noble golden bloodline, which complemented her Knight training. Moreover, she was different from Tanaya; there were no defects in her spirit and soul.

With the generous assistance from the two Knight Kings, Angie's path to promotion was naturally smoother than both Tanaya's and Morris's.

In just over six years, she ascended to the throne of the Knight King.

A while later, Angie came out with a brisk stride, exuding a captivating presence that drew everyone's attention. She quickly walked towards the Black Flame King.

“Angie, I am Leowen, I came out from our clan to see you, I—”

An excited voice abruptly resounded, but the Leowen in the back was abruptly silenced by the people beside him, who covered his mouth and tightly held him back.

Maetogin and Catherine wore dark expressions; that guy was too oblivious to the situation, causing a fuss again without a thought.

A few Centaurs felt uneasy, but fortunately, no one took them seriously, and nobody paid them any attention. The crowd in front moved away, leaving their group behind.

“No, Angie has become the Knight King, am I not allowed to be happy about that? This is just too–”

As soon as they released Leowen, he started ranting again, Maetogin and Catherine helplessly knocked him out to settle the matter once and for all, lest he offend anyone else with his words.

Compared to the commotion here.

On the other side, there was continuous laughter and joy, soon turning into a comfortable, spring-like atmosphere.

A month later, Angie specifically sought out the Black Flame King to discuss a matter concerning the Centaurs, as she ultimately could not let go of her concern for her tribe.

“What do you have in mind?” Ivan counter-asked.

“I hope that humans can accept the Centaur Race as a vassal species and teach them the corresponding cultivation methods,” Angie stated bluntly.

The Centaur Race had lost its glory for many years, and it was in a state beyond redemption. Only by seeking protection could the tribe possibly secure a future for themselves.

“If this sorcerer remembers correctly, the majority of your tribesmen have their own thoughts, including your father.”

“That's not up to them. According to the rules of our tribe, becoming the Knight King means I can ascend to the position of the Centaur King. I just need to return once, and they will all obediently comply, including the current Clan Leader and the Prince.”

Angie stated firmly, a cold glint in her eyes as she spoke.

Of course, she knew that her tribespeople would be stubborn and that some would rise in opposition, but what of it? In this world, power dictates–currently, no one in the Centaur Race is a match for her strength.

However, before that, she needed the approval of the man before her; after all, human sorcerers were not lacking in vassals.

After finishing her plea, Angie looked at the Black Flame King with earnest eyes, hardly resembling that of a Knight King.

“The Centaurs share a deep bond with my people. If you can persuade them, I naturally have no objections,” Ivan agreed with a smile. Years ago, no matter what motives the Centaurs had, they had indeed shown great kindness to humans, and now with the means to help, lending a hand to the Centaur Race was not an issue.

Seeing his ready agreement, Angie's face broke into joyous laughter, and she pulled him into a long embrace.

A few days passed, and Angie returned to the lands of the Centaur Race, taking her brother Olevin with her. Upon her return to the Centaur Basin, she announced that she would henceforth be the ruler of the Centaur Race.

Might was revered, and with her power, there were those who spoke words of discontent, but none who openly opposed her.

When Angie announced the first order as the new Centaur King–to lead her tribe to pay homage to the human sorcerer, the responses from below instantly changed, filled with righteous indignation and many sharply criticizing her.

In response, Angie showed no mercy and suppressed the dissenters with thunderous might, inaugurating a bloody feast.

She was no longer the Centaur Princess from before, especially having just witnessed the grand war amongst the four races, keenly understanding the harsh reality of racial survival. Of course, her hand would not waver.

After the basin was stained with blood, the opposition within the tribe vanished.

Since then, the Centaurs pledged allegiance to the human sorcerer as a vassal species.

In fact, it was not hard to see that as sorcerers favor the principle of equivalent exchange, they treated their vassal species quite well, not even choosing to exterminate the Qingqi tribe that had erred.

Angie's decision was undoubtedly a wise one.

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