From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

“A family meeting of the Fischer family?”

Lady Elena had once seen a painting filled with an artistic atmosphere, the most famous masterpiece of the past decade. It was created by a lady who called herself “Blue,” and it depicted a group of men and women in a splendid hall, engaged in heated discussions, some arguing, some nodding in agreement, others gesturing with their hands.

And the name of the painting was precisely “The Family Meeting of the Fischer Family.”

That painting seemed to contain some extraordinary power that caught the eye, and everyone who had seen it could not forget it.

So, when she heard that the Fischer family was about to initiate a family meeting, she immediately became excited and couldn’t help but ask.

“May I follow and watch?”

“That’s probably not going to happen.”

Archibald shook his head, laughed heartily, and said solemnly:

“Within the Dawn Church, there are not many who can participate in the family meeting, and even fewer who can vote. Sorry, Lady Elena, you might not yet have the qualification to be an observer.”

“I understand.”

Lady Elena nodded. She didn’t know why, but after coming to Nasir, she often couldn’t suppress her excitement, saying things that were a bit out of the ordinary.

“Mr. Theo, High Priest Archibald, I will come over later,” Moter said with a smile.

After Archibald and Theo had left, Moter turned to Elena, still smiling, and continued, “Although it is difficult to obtain voting rights, it’s absolutely no problem for people from the Dawn Church to attend the meeting and listen in a bit. Your recent accomplishments and your original status mean you actually are qualified; it’s just that you haven’t received formal permission yet.”

“Let’s go, I’ll take you there.”

Elena was dumbfounded, looking incredulously at Moter. A strong joy welled up deep inside her, and her admiration and fondness for Moter grew even further.

Suddenly, she had an inappropriate thought when looking at Moter’s smile, but quickly shook her head, knowing that such things were beyond her reach.

Although she too belonged to a great family that had risen in recent years, compared to the Fischer family, they were still very far behind. Moter’s partner for a political marriage would definitely be someone with even more power and status.

“What if we’re discovered?”

Moter had already weighed the pros and cons, nodding and saying, “Don’t worry, although Granny Christine and Uncle Felix might scold me, the others won’t say anything.”

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In the grand and majestic hall adorned with ancient murals and dazzling chandeliers, a family meeting fraught with tension was unfolding. Under the towering ceiling, the gentle lighting couldn’t dispel the heavy unease permeating the air.

At the long conference table, direct members of the Fischer family, along with many core members of the Dawn Church, were gathered. The nearly one hundred attendees wore serious, worried expressions, each revealing a profound concern for the future fate of the family.

Exquisite teaware was set on the table but untouched, steam rising slowly in the cool air, then quietly dissipating—much like the subtle emotions in everyone’s hearts at the moment.

At the head of the table sat the family head, Christine, still at the 5th Rank, her gaze slowly passing over each relative present. Her eyes, which have seen much of the world’s vicissitudes, contained both determination and helplessness.

She began to speak, her voice filled with calm, though the person she referred to was one of the most important to Christine.

“Something has happened to Karno.”

“He has suddenly gone missing in the Lorne Empire, and… the Divine Oracle of the Lord of the Lost—High Priest Archer relayed it to me… Karno has gone missing in the Lorne Empire, falling into some strange state between life and death.”

As Christine spoke, the atmosphere in the hall grew even tenser, with family members beginning to whisper among themselves, the sounds of discussion mingling with sighs.

It was then that Darren spoke up, his brow furrowed.

“What exactly has happened? As long as there is danger, we can pray to the great Lord of the Lost, and we all can be there to rescue him, can’t we?”

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The High Priest of the Dawn Church, Archer, explained:

“Karno now is in a half-alive, half-dead state, unable to make any prayers. It’s very likely that he has encountered some danger… As for why he didn’t pray in the face of danger.”

He paused for a moment then continued:

“It could be because the enemy was too powerful and defeated him instantly, leaving no chance for prayer. There’s another possibility… perhaps, the enemy’s power is so great that all members of the Fischer family would struggle to defeat it!”

At that, the expressions of the Fischer family members changed in an instant!

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Heavenly Enlightenment!

They realized that Karno had most likely encountered an enemy of the Heavenly Enlightenment Level, after all, that guy had always been wandering the world. As for going missing in the Lorne Empire… Could it be that Karno encountered Heavenly Enlightenment in the Lorne Empire?

Christine sighed, unable to stop missing her important twin brother.

Legends of the Heavenly Enlightenment Level could even destroy souls. If one died facing Heavenly Enlightenment, then even in death, one couldn’t convert to the great Lord of the Lost…

In the corner, however, Chris, who had always been the center of attention, also pondered over his son’s issues.

His expression was very serious.

Lady Elena followed the lively youth with a light, curious step, entering the Holy Land that few could reach on a normal day.

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and anticipation for the unknown world, as if each step she took was on an expedition into the ranks of a High Position Family.

Under the towering ceiling, Elena saw the dignified members of the Fischer family and the Dawn Church’s dignitaries–some gray-haired, their eyes reflecting the wisdom of the ages; others in their prime, their brows brimming with the bearing of leaders. They conversed in low tones, lost in thought and contemplation.

She felt an unprecedented shock, as if she could touch the pulse of the Fischer family’s legacy through this scene.

Finally, Elena excitedly saw the Chris Fischer, who looked as young as any other man.

“Death God”!

He actually existed in the real world, not just in operas!

It was so exciting, she felt a bit dizzy, her cheeks flushing red, not with romantic affection, but with the thrill of seeing the idol she had worshipped since she was a little girl.

If it weren’t for the occasion, the excited Elena would definitely have rushed forward to interact with the legendary “Death God” Chris.

The youth had already noticed her amazement, a smug smile curling on his lips, a natural expression of pride in his family.

How should one put it, such situations were not at all uncommon, the appearance and personality of Chris’s great-grandfather, together with his unyielding views on love and his legendary experiences and extraordinary power… Within the eastern reach of the Ouden Continent, there were nearly ten thousand, if not eight or nine thousand girls who worshipped him.

Chris’s popularity among the common folk was staggeringly high. Even some opera performers who were skilled at dressing up as Chris and performing could make a fortune, and among the operas in which Elena performed, two were about the legends of Chris, one with Byrne and the other with Vanessa.

In fact, those operas were also promoted with the support of the Fischer family, with the goal of completing the next step of the Path of Tranquility ritual…

“Elena, listen to me…”

He gently introduced the story of each family member to Elena, from the ancestors who had expanded the territory to the scholars of great wisdom, and then to those warriors renowned for their courage and righteousness.

The stories of the Fischer family members were like a string of dazzling pearls, threading together the family’s long and illustrious history, captivating the young girl.

Christine continued, “He previously wrote a letter, describing his encounters, it sounds like he’s being hunted by the Saint of Sun.”

Uncle Felix suddenly spoke up, “The Saint of Sun you mentioned, is it the one from the Terrara Church State?”

“Yes,” Christine nodded.

Uncle Felix analyzed very seriously, “That’s a difficult situation. He is not only a Heavenly Enlightenment Level legend, he may have even reached the Apocalypse Middle Rank. Even if all of the Fischer family combined forces, they would be no match for him.”

“Regardless, we must rescue Karno,” Darren suddenly interrupted his son.

Darren had always disapproved of Karno’s character, yet he could still suggest such an idea at this moment, making everyone turn to look at him.

“It’s not just because he is a member of the Fischer family, but also because Karno has made significant contributions to the resurrection of the Lord of the Lost.”

“The Fischer family will not abandon any family member nor any believer who has contributed to the Lord of the Lost, no matter what the cost, we must bring Karno back.”

Christine nodded gently, “Yes, this is the reason why the family exists.”

“However, let’s first gather some intelligence. We need to find out who our enemy is in the Lorne Empire. If it’s truly a Heavenly Enlightenment Level existence… We can’t confront such an enemy head-on for now; maybe we can ask the Lorne citizens to take action. We don’t necessarily have to be adversarial towards Heavenly Enlightenment, we can negotiate.”

The Fischer family has deep ties with the interests of the Lorne Empire. The Lorne citizens could definitely negotiate for them with those of the Heavenly Enlightenment on the continent.

High Priest Archer continued, “Besides, we can also request the great Lord of the Lost to send a Divine Envoy.”

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