In a large stone cathedral, a large gathering was being held. The large cathedral had the flag of a large, red western dragon spewing flames of each side of the main door.

Inside the cathedral was a meeting for the Dragonheart Empire. This was a gathering for their South American conquest.

"First it was the Scotts of House of Stuart that took away our throne." Said a blonde young man. His face was the epitome of perfection, without a flaw to be seen. He was so handsome it was bordering beauty. His deep blue eyes pulled the souls of all who gazed upon them. He was wearing a simple Knights Armour. The seemingly simple silver armor was a representative of his demeanor. Without flaw, without excess. By his side was a sheathed blade, in nothing more than a simple black sheath.

"Then it was the Germans of House Hannover and who ruled our lands!" The young man raised his hands with glorious purpose as his words rung out in the ears of the others.

"Before the system came, the House of Windsor, or the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha as it should be called! Those cowards were also of German descent but pretended to be English and changed their name due to German hatred in 1917!"

The young man spoke with a vigor that made the hearts of all listening.

"Now, we of House Tudor, neigh, we of House Pendragon, as we should be known as from now on, have taken back Wales and Britain as a whole!

We are the chosen ones, and we accept any and all willing to come under our banner! Our empire is the true orthodoxy of power in this world, and as such it is our duty to protect it!"

The young man stood still and clasped his hands to his back.

"But there are still those who would not yield to our banner! There are still weaklings who ware preventing us from achieving true unity. It is only as a united people can we resist the incoming threat as a people. Cywir?"

The entire crowd, of wizards, warriors and other rare classes all stood at the same time and banged their right fists on their chests

"Cywir!"

"It is only after we destroy those opposing us can we unite our peoples and further our development! Cywir?"

The crowd once more banged their chests.

"Cywir!"

"On the Welsh flag there is a dragon, and the system granted me draconic powers. This is not a coincidence! Cywir?"

"Cywir!"

The young man had the people in the hall on the palm of his hands.

"Is there any Welshman who is more worthy of carrying the weight and burden of the Crown than I, Arthur Dragonheart Bale? No! Cywir?"

"Cywir!"

Large booms echoed out in the hall as qi and mana mixed in with the people's cheers. Every man and woman in this room was either above level 100 or just about to reach it. It was a true gathering of powerhouses There was no doubt that among the four major factions of the world, The experts of the Dragonheart empire had the highest levels.

"My father was no fool by naming me, Arthur! He knew I could live up to our ancestors! Of all the branches left of the Pendragons, only those of House Bale have the blood of the Tudors. We have the fate of two dynasties!"

After saying this, the young man pointed southeast.

"Go my servants! Serve me well! Show the world that the House of Pendragon was not taken by the sands of time! Show them that our persistent cultivation for hundreds of years is worth it! Show them that the world of cultivators no longer has to bow to the world of technology and hide its face! Show them that we not foolish by not abandoning cultivation like the other clans of the world for wealth or technology! Show them it will only take less than a decade for us to rule the world. Show them that the system came for us! Break these walls and brace for battle. Honor our ancestors and continue to unite the world. Cywir?"

"Cywir!"

With one last salute, everyone activated their immense energy and blasted out of the cathedral, all headed in one direction. Only Dragonheart and a few of his trusted aides remained. The enitire cathedral had been blasted to smithereens, leaving only debris and dust in its wake.

"Your speeches are as impressive as always your majesty! I am not part of the house but my blood was blowing." said a dark-skinned middle-aged man as the chaotic dust cleared away.

Dragonheart smiled wryly and said, "Surely you jest Andreas. If you were in my position you would have done a better job. I'm not suited to this sort of thing."

Andreas shook his head and pointed at those behind him, "Is there anyone who believes they can raise morale better than his Majesty?"

The reply was widespread laughter, with many shaking their heads. Arthur coughed and tried to change the subject, "How are the kids doing? I don't know why you won't let them become Supreme candidates, especially Jane. She is a beast. Her Martial talents alone are as good as mine. Not to even mention the twins."

Andreas frowned, "Those kids are nothing but trouble, they are unworthy of being Supremes. Its a shame Michael doesn't have a combat type class, just like me. He is level headed and humble. He would have made a perfect Supreme."

Arthur raised a brow and said, "Utter nonsense! It's only thanks to you and Michael's administrative abilities that the empire runs so smoothly. Speaking of running smoothly, how is the search for Peerless going?"

"Yes, I've managed to narrow the list down, but I'm not sure how to narrow it down further. All we know about Peerless is what he said last time. I have intel that suggests that the Samsara Sect knows since they have frequent contact with multiple worlds. Their understanding of the system and immortals is above ours. All we know is that the immortals in charge of the System on earth are communicating with them somehow."

Arthur grew a somber expression and said, "This is bad. If Genesis reveals that he is in contact with the Immortals of the system…"

"Then our claim to orthodoxy will be challenged." Andreas finished off what Arthur was thinking.

"Hence I had an idea, your Majesty.'

Arthur sulked and said, "Don't tell me its the rights information nonsense??"

Andreas clasped his hands behind his back and said, "If we make public how one uses rights, we can also push Peerless to make a move with them. Making it easier for us to track him.

I understand that we went to great lengths to learn the information and that this would also make things easier for Peerless, but we are on the brink of war! And Peerless is still seen as…well… peerless! We need all the hope we can get. By publicizing this information, we will give earth one more weapon, besides, considering his abilities, he will probably learn in time, since he has contact with Immortals. Rumor has it that the immortal in charge of the earth is in contact with Peerless himself."

Arthur thought for a moment, "If Peerless really has such backing then he should know already, if he doesn't then even better, he will fall into my trap."

Andreas frowned even more. He knew about this trap, as it was originally his idea. But this was before the looming invasion of Eridium.

The plan was simple. They would smoothly circulate info among high-level guides and brokers about 'a certain broker who knows about the system of rights!' The person in the rumor is actually a powerful expert of the empire, waiting to lure Peerless himself. Although it was a longshot, Arthur still prepared such a card and many others to trap Peerless.

Truth be told, Arthur didn't have much confidence in this as he really thought Peerless had this information, little did he know that the trap he had lain would be sprung, yet it would not benefit him at all!

"Sigh, if your Majesty insists then we will keep the information secret for now."

Andreas understood the ramifications of letting the information go public. For now, to the majority of the world, being a King, Emperor or Sovereign had no benefits except glory. Once the rights were understood, people would cultivate with more vigor and the Kings and Emperor's lists would change more frequently.

If a nut case became a King, or even worse, an Emperor, who knows what chaos they would cause? So far no one had used their rights outside Genesis, as he had publicized the information, but no one knew which mandate he had used and when.

Andreas coughed and said, "Your Majesty I have some more important information to share."

Arthur had drawn his sword and was now admiring it, planning many things in his head, with his back to Andreas he spoke, "Hhm go on."

"Yes, your Majesty. One of the 50 candidates has revealed his class to be Water Meister!"