Brad's negotiation demands were truly a difficult dilemma for His Majesty the King. Continuing the negotiation would surely lead to no results and give Brad the advantage of buying more time. But if they chose not to negotiate and went straight to battle... If Brad, who held the mighty capital city, Wangdu Xiongcheng, in his grasp, had the confidence, he would have already started the fight.

Speaking of waiting, Granzon was also waiting for an opportunity to send troops. If everything went according to plan, even if the expeditionary force was organized and ready, Granzon would still choose to observe for a while. But now the top priority was to prevent Tiran from losing its combat effectiveness. Thus, how to ensure Tiran wouldn't be attacked while observing became a problem that needed serious consideration.

Fortunately, His Majesty, the War King, had a good solution to this problem.

"Milt Academy City? What kind of place is that?" Aya repeated the name, searching her memories in her head, puzzled.

"It seems like... a academy?" Tiran's expression also wasn't very certain. As a princess of the homebody type, she knew very little about many places within her own country, let alone foreign countries.

"No kidding, the name is pretty self-explanatory." Aya rolled her eyes.

"Milt Academy City, located in the autonomous territory of Gravina in the central continent, is an independent organization free from any country's control. It's also known as the City of Knowledge, the City of Wise Men, and so on."

Impressive for a secret knight responsible for intelligence gathering, Shuma almost effortlessly provided the information, "The Academy City was founded about a hundred years ago by three Holy Rank powerhouses. It started as a sanctuary for refugees scattered by the war, but gradually evolved into a gathering place and developed into a city."

"But with the continuous wars, even the three Holy Rank powerhouses couldn't protect a large number of refugees. In order to grant them the ability to defend themselves, the three Holy Rank individuals began picking out talented individuals to train them, eventually forming the first batch of combatants in the autonomous territory of Gravina."

"This group of people became the cornerstone of Milt Academy. As time went on, Milt Academy, equipped with the valuable knowledge and training left behind by the three Holy Rank individuals, extended its protective wings to every corner of the western continent. It played a crucial role in the final multi-nation peace agreements."

"The reputation of Milt Academy was established, and the three Holy Rank individuals who initially created the Academy City were called the Holy Trinity. Even today, they still work hard to protect peace."

"Oh... that sounds quite interesting," Tiran exclaimed in astonishment.

"Yes, Your Highness. Even from the perspective of an ordinary person, I greatly admire the three predecessors who founded Milt Academy City," Shuma nodded.

From a hundred years ago to today, Milt Academy had always existed as Watchers but also underwent certain changes. One noticeable change was that they no longer deliberately interfered in the wars between nations.

After all, Milt Academy was merely an academy. As its fame grew, the students in the academy changed from refugees to learners from all around the world. If they were to interfere in wars and it involved the countries of some of the students, it would become a troublesome situation. To prevent such incidents, Milt Academy's goal shifted from preventing wars to targeting strong individuals that caused harm to one side.

Thus, an interesting phenomenon emerged. Every time there was a necromancer who extracted the life force of ordinary people or a powerful dark monster, the academy's expeditionary team would arrive even earlier than the holy knight order, whose duty was to eradicate evil. It once made the members of the holy knight order lose face.

And they have a broader jurisdiction than the church. In addition to the rampant dark creatures, bandits, assassins, thieves, and other criminals are all within the scope of the Academy City's suppression. Over the decades, they have instilled fear in the entire underworld. It is said that a big shot from the world inside attempted to teach these meddlers a lesson by sneaking into the Academy City at night, only to barely escape being hammered into a pulp.

According to him, there are at least three Holy Ranks in the Academy City...

- It is said that a certain loli-shaped boss who used to work for the famous assassin organization "White North Wind" was almost killed on a mission by a passing Milt Watcher... Oops, I mean a passing Milt Watcher.

People in the West Continent know very little about the East Continent, but if there is anything that can be called a divine intervention in the West Continent, it would be Milt Acedemy City in the Gravina Autonomous Region.

"So, does that mean Dad wants me to go to Milt for a while?"

Indeed, it's a good place. If there really are three Holy Ranks inside, even if big bro summoned another Holy Rank powerhouse to deal with him, it would be useless. To win against three Holy Ranks working together... unless more Holy Ranks are brought in or someone like Kongming from the Dark Swamp or a Dragon like the Realm is summoned.

"Yes, and it seems that the current academy head and His Majesty have some old ties. She even lent a hand to His Majesty in the war eighteen years ago," Mimi recalled and interjected.

"Oh? Dad knows her?" Tiran looked at Mimi strangely. "Is it a man or a woman? Why didn't Dad tell me about it?"

"The current academy head is probably a woman, as for the rest... Your Highness, I have only heard about it, and only His Majesty would know the specific reasons, I suppose."

"Oh?" A curve appeared at the corner of Tiran's mouth. "I have a feeling it's going to be interesting..."

...

"Achoo!"

King His Majesty, who was finally ready to take a nap on the desk, suddenly sneezed.

"What's with this inexplicable chilliness..."

...

"So the next question is whether or not to go." After everyone in the room finished reading the letters, Tiran tapped the desk and spoke.

The reason the king suggested she go to Milt was mainly due to safety concerns, but he didn't know that Tiran now had a blazing Angel protecting her. With little Fei Zi by her side, there was no need to worry about ordinary Holy Rank individuals.

"Your Highness, I believe going to Milt Acedemy is the safer option."

Mimi spoke without hesitation, "That blazing Angel was still thinking about harming Your Highness not long ago. Even though she is currently constrained by the contract and cannot directly harm Your Highness, deliberately controlling the aftermath and attacking Your Highness when facing Holy Rank enemies is entirely possible."

"Well... I don't think Fei Zi would do something like that... But! I also agree to go to Milt!" Aya originally wanted to say a few words on behalf of the absent little Angel, but under Mimi's murderous gaze, she quickly stood upright and firmly stood on the same side as the maid.

"You two..." Tiran looked at the two with a black line on her face. Tsk, this proposal is purely based on personal grievances. Leaving aside the fact that the effect of the Angel's covenant determined that little Fei Zi couldn't even have the thought to harm her, considering the various attitudes of the Goddess before, at least at this stage, the Goddess wouldn't want her to die. Therefore, the threats from both the Angel and the Church can be directly ignored.

"So, Shuma and Justice, what do you think?"

"My suggestion is also Milt Academy." Shuma appeared calm and had strong reasons, "In terms of outward display of strength, Your Highness's dragon slaying and holy level power already meet the requirements of the Holy Rank. If Crown Prince intends to confront you, it would be wise to employ at least two Holy Rank individuals, which would inevitably distract Angel even with their own Holy Rank capabilities."

"Well, just to be safe. Your Highness, I agree with Shuma's viewpoint," Justice stated.

Tiran nodded in satisfaction, stretching lazily as he walked towards the door. "Seems like we have a consensus. Let's prepare to depart."

"Hold on a moment."

Aya suddenly smacked her forehead and stopped Tiran, "Isn't it unwise for us to leave like this? Think about it, do you still possess the strength of a Holy Rank? If we go to Milt in a normal manner, at this particular time, it would easily be perceived as a lack of strength or fear of being attacked, which would defeat the original purpose of going to Milt."

Indeed, going to Milt was both for ensuring safety and preventing the exposure of Tiran's power dropping from the Holy Rank in case of an attack. However, if they were to leave abruptly like they were escaping, it would only arouse suspicion.

"Aya's little brain occasionally has moments of clarity," Tiran praised, ruffling Aya's hair.

"Hmph, as expected, I, the Golden Dragon, am the embodiment of wisdom... Ah, no! Don't use that tone of praising a child with me!" Aya initially purred like a content cat being petted, but she suddenly realized the situation the next moment.

"Tsk."

Mimi, who was nearby, glared at her resentfully, fiercely kicking the wall with anger.

Don't you dare tsk at me! It's not my fault! Besides, I don't like this situation either!

"Don't mind her. So, do we have any good solutions?"

...

The next day.

Boom!

Without warning, a massive explosion erupted from Gilliast Castle. The sound echoed across the empty plain, even catching the attention of spies from various countries who were miles away due to the recent competition between the Snow Wolf and the Dark Knight, resembling the actions of a mad dog catching a spy.

What's happening? Has the castle been attacked? In other words...

An opportunity!

Spies, disguised as farmers, fishermen, woodcutters, villagers, blacksmiths, and others, became excited. Damn it, they had been lurking here for so long, nearly being caught by those insane guards before. Finally, they saw a glimmer of hope.

They quickly took out their communication devices from their concealed positions and reported to their superiors. However, the next moment, they saw a pale dragon soaring into the sky, roaring as it broke through the clouds, its majestic presence overwhelming them.

After several tens of seconds, the dragon had disappeared from the sky, and they gradually regained their composure.

This operation doesn't seem like an attack after all...

Sure enough, not long after, the various lords and influential figures behind these spies received information through various channels...

Milania's nuclear-level figure, the Silver War Maiden, the dragon-slaying hero, the unruly second princess, had disobeyed her guards and gone out to play, dissatisfied with the boring life within the castle...