The Mystic Pavilion.
A location indeed revered by emperors.
Deep beneath the capital, countless information records were stored.
The first clone of Andrew appeared in front of some elders inside the highest intelligence chamber.
His name was kept secret.
Even most of the members of the Pavilion were unaware of his true origin.
There were only a handful of ancient men who knew that he was a bearer of a founder’s legacy.
An Elder laid a document on the table.
The Crown Competition has brought “significant migrations.”
The clone opened the document.
The most recent alliance records were within.
The Frostvale Ancient Family has provided support for the First Prince.
The Third Prince has befriended a couple of Marquis families.
Merchant organizations have supported the Fifth Prince.
The report continued.
“Among the princesses…”
The Ironheart Duke family has supported the second princess.
The Sixth Princess has been aided by a number of mage clans.
The Fourth Princess is trying to forge an alliance with the Imperial Academy.
The clone apparently read quietly.
The royal competition was not just about royal blood.
It was a struggle for dominance.
The second part of the report was even more significant.
“There are some big noble families that have started to bet on sides.”
“Old families waking up from solitude.”
The old man gazed at the clone.
For centuries, the empire has never had such a big power struggle.
The report was closed by the clone.
The winner will not be only the Emperor.
“They will be the ones to steer the future of humankind.”
That night.
Andrew got that information via his clone.
He carefully read the report.
Unstable Empire.
The clone nodded.
“And the Forbidden Battlefield situation is also changing.”
Andrew looked outside.
“The coming era will not be peaceful.”