Rod never imagined he would face this matter so soon. To be honest, he felt a bit confused at this moment.

Just then, a fire ring suddenly unfolded before his eyes.

In the firelight, the face of the King appeared.

"Little Qingyu."

The King's voice conveyed from within.

"I'm pleased that you possess the true qualification to guard the Holy Fire. From now on, Trolian has a true successor, but don't rush into this matter of companionship."

Qingyu asked in surprise, "Why?"

The King's expression became serious. Even though it was merely a shape formed by fire, it carried an invisible majesty.

White Wolf, Ah Luo, and Molly all unconsciously kneeled down.

Only Qingyu and Rod remained standing.

"Because this concerns the stability of Trolian. Rod is a hidden fire bearer; he should not get too close with any King Candidate before the Fire Passing Ceremony is confirmed, even if there was a previous companionship agreement."

"This would affect the fairness among the candidates, which could lead to instability within our ranks."

The King's tone was very serious, making it clear this was not a negotiable issue.

"At this critical time, the internal stability of the Kingdom is particularly important, especially when we know there are souls formed by Ancient Evil Thoughts hidden within, we must not give them any openings to attack."

As a King Candidate, Qingyu had taken specialized courses, and she immediately understood the meaning behind the King's words.

"I understand, after the New King ascends to the throne, I will ask this question again."

Ah Luo became anxious: "What if Miss doesn't become the New King?"

Qingyu smiled and said, "I, Jon, Xingge, any one of us becoming King will not affect this matter."

Ah Luo, clearly not understanding their conversation's implications, asked incredulously, "Why?"

White Wolf tugged her, indicating not to ask further.

But the King's gaze had already shifted over, gently saying, "Little Ah Luo, once the New King is born, the King's competition will not exist. Rod making a Fire Oath with anyone will not affect Trolian, and by then, your sister Qingyu will be free to pursue her dreams."

Ah Luo hurriedly said, "But, but what if you remain immortal? What if you live for twenty, thirty years? Will sister Qingyu have to wait that long? That's so exhausting…"

White Wolf roared angrily, "Shut up! Ah Luo!"

Ah Luo pursed her lips, tears again shimmering in her eyes.

The King, however, was not angry and instead revealed a mischievous smile: "In that case, have a child first, then after I return to the Holy Fire, you can make the Fire Oath with the child."

Ah Luo immediately burst into laughter, clapping: "Yes, yes, sister, quickly go have one, after you're done, I'll go too…"

"Shut up!"

White Wolf slapped Ah Luo on the back of her head, making her stagger.

"What are you doing? It hurts!"

Ah Luo covered the back of her head, giving White Wolf a discontented look.

"Even if you are Uncle White Wolf, you can't hit me like this. What if you hit my clever head stupid? If I have a baby with little Rod and it becomes stupid, I'll definitely bite you a few times!"

White Wolf looked like he was about to cough up blood from anger.

"You still have a clever head? Shut your mouth, don't say anything more."

Ah Luo still seemed unconvinced: "Why should I shut my mouth? I'll keep it wide open…"

The King watched their bickering with a smile and quietly said to Qingyu, "I am very pleased you have finally taken this step. The Eternal Burning Fire is a very special Source. Mastering its power is not a simple task. If you have any doubt, come to the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground to find me."

Qingyu showed a bright smile: "I will."

The firelight began to swirl back; the King was about to leave.

Rod quickly asked the question in his heart: "King, Qingyu can now resonate with the Holy Fire, right?"

The King's burning eyes looked at him, seemingly weighing the meaning of his words.

"Yes."

"Then is there a way for Qingyu to substitute you in resonating with the Holy Fire and guard its safety, thus freeing you up to battle on the frontline… Is this feasible?"

The King chuckled: "No, little Rod. I know you mean well for Trolian, but once I become King, my only destiny is to return to the Holy Fire, transforming all my blood, flesh, and soul into firewood. For one thousand eight years, all of Trolian's kings have done this, and it's because of this that the Holy Fire has its current strength to protect such a vast kingdom."

Trolian has, therefore, been able to expand from a tiny dot to a significantly larger territory than before, allowing billions of people to survive under its protection in this dark and terrifying world. This is the most incredible miracle, only because you've been under its protection from birth that you don't deeply understand its greatness."

The King's eyes carried a hopeful gaze.

"Little Rod, I believe you will understand in the future."

Rod nodded; in fact, since he didn't grow up here, he always found it an unbelievable miracle.

The King softly said: "However, compared to the entire Dark World, our territory is but a pin in an endless ocean. In the distant past, this continent was an extremely remote frontier of humanity. The former Ashen Mountains were called the world's edge. We have yet to step into the regions where humanity thrived during the Fire Epoch."

Rod's heart tightened as he suddenly recalled a few things—the Horror Castle was in an extremely remote place, wasn't it?

Wasn't that Ancient Dragon King's heart buried in a similar region?

Perhaps they are all nearby?

He connected this with his imminent promotion to Commander and the activation of the Star Soul of the Dark Devourer.

Rod was suddenly filled with confidence and said with a firm tone: "King, we will surely win."

The King softly said: "We have achieved many unimaginable victories, but it is not enough. I hope Trolian can become larger, more prosperous, sheltering more people, illuminating more darkness, making a roaring sound in this Dark World."

Rod confidently said, "We will definitely be able to relive the glory of fire, the glory of humanity, the epoch of fire will dawn upon us again!"

The king revealed a faint smile, disappearing along with the dimming firelight.

The underground space of the church became dim once more.

Rod suddenly realized that they were all looking at him with a peculiar gaze.

"Hey, what's going on? Why are you all staring at me, did you notice how dashing I am..."

Pa!

A Luo lunged at Rod, filling his embrace.

"Little Rod, let's go and have children quickly!"

Before the words had settled, she was yanked back by the White Wolf.

"What are you doing... mmm mmm..."

The White Wolf covered her mouth.

Qingyu stepped forward, came in front of Rod, and smiled while extending her hand.

"Little Rod, I'm glad that we can fight side by side again, let's battle the darkness for Trolian, for humanity, for fire and civilization together."

Rod sighed with relief, he thought Qingyu was coming to have children; while he didn't mind, being in such haste would spoil the mood.

"Okay."

Rod clasped her slender hand, answering with confidence.

"I will soon catch up with your pace."

Qingyu smiled sweetly, "Really? That's great."

Suddenly, she lowered her voice.

"But, can we delay the childbearing for a few years? I need to meticulously master the Source Law of fire. Childbearing would bring fire blessings but is not conducive to my detailed control... If you can't wait, A Luo can go first."

Rod couldn't see his own expression, but knew his face must be fascinating, he really couldn't grasp their logical thinking, he could only mutter a few indistinct replies.

Qingyu didn't notice his peculiarity, firelight gushed forth from her body.

She transformed into a little sun again, flying back to the center of the space.

Constant sparks leaked out, converging towards her.

The White Wolf walked up with a sullen face, saying stiffly, "Miss needs to stabilize the newly acquired Source, please leave."

A Luo, behind him, looked displeased, secretly making a face at him, but brightened into a smile when seeing Rod's gaze.

Rod knew why he was upset and to avoid provoking him further, he naturally walked outside.

However, as soon as he left the church, Qingyu's voice suddenly reached his ears, her Spiritual Communication.

"Little Rod, go and check on Jon and Xingge too, your Fire Spark ability will be useful not just to me, but also surely beneficial to them."

"If it can aid them in stepping into the Lawyer's Domain, it would be excellent for us. Three commanders mastering fire will bring tremendous changes to the frontline."

Rod was jolted to consciousness immediately!

That's right.

If Jon and Xingge encountered the same difficulties as Qingyu, the Colorful Dreams would definitely work for them too!

Rod was instantly excited, hurriedly asked Molly, "Do you know where the great cathedral of Jon and Xingge is?"

Molly's eyes flashed with light, promptly replied, "I know, follow me."

Without any hesitation, Molly swiftly proceeded towards the opposite side of the church street.

Her Wind Black Silk provided her with great speed, Rod almost couldn't keep up.

Soon, they arrived in front of another great cathedral.

It looked no different from Qingyu's great cathedral, merely guarded by Fire Priests at the entrance.

Rod stated his purpose, soon Jon's adjutant Velas and Vivian came out together.

"Hello." Velas politely said, "Honored Fire Son, Master Jon is inconvenient to meet, please go back."

Upon hearing these words, Rod's heart settled.

Jon surely encountered similar issues as Qingyu, just perhaps not as severely.

Rod didn't hide anything, he recounted the previous events word for word, except for some unnecessary details (like childbearing), shared all the processes without omission.

Velas's expression instantly became tense, he exclaimed, "Really? How... How could this be?"

Vivian immediately contacted the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.

The Fire Priest seemed to have been waiting for them, promptly confirming the message.

Upon hearing the participation of the king, they immediately relaxed their vigilance.

"Follow me."

Velas immediately turned and entered through the door, under their guidance, Rod successfully met Jon.

His circumstances were not exactly the same as Qingyu, but were completely identical; the same layout, the same environment, hovering in the center of the underground space in the church.

When Velas said the line, "Master Jon's success rate is only eighteen percent," Rod smiled.

It's stable.

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