Hearing Harriet's direct refusal, Ulysses had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and helplessly say, "Alright then."

He then turned to Archbishop Saroyan and made another happy transaction with him.

Using the wings of light to exchange for Grover for the blade of slaughter that he wanted.

When Ulysses took out the white feather that was filled with a holy aura, Joelson's expression changed, but he quickly hid it.

"Although I know you might refuse, I still want to ask."

After settling everything, Ulysses' burning gaze fell on Joelson again. He asked, "Joelson, are you interested in joining the Dark Church? You can get much more than what you have now."

Joelson looked at him calmly and said, "I've killed many of you."

Ulysses laughed, shook his head and said, "Those dead trash are nothing compared to you."

Ulysses looked at Joelson, waiting for his answer.

Harriet Terrence's hand trembled slightly. He wanted to speak but quickly closed his mouth.

The others also stared at Joelson. They looked even more nervous than him as if they were the ones who needed to make a decision.

"I'm sorry, but I refuse," Joelson said.

A hint of heartfelt relief flashed across Harriet Terrence's face.

The others also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Joelson, the God of Light is also ready to embrace you at any time!" Archbishop Saroyan raised the scepter in his hand towards Joelson and shouted.

Joelson's performance was too eye-catching.

In this year's four-nation trial, everyone seemed to be very dim under his brilliant light.

Louis was the best example.

Saroyan had also heard of the Dark Church's Ernesto. It was said that it was a magic genius that might not appear once in a hundred years.

In the end, he even lost his life in it

Joelson still shook his head.

Saroyan looked away in disappointment.

"Alright, then."

Ulysses had already expected Joelson's response. He was about to say something when a voice suddenly sounded.

"Wait!"

Everyone looked back in surprise.

A figure quickly walked out from the two empire's trial-takers. He knelt down on one knee in front of Ulysses and said seriously, "Lord Ulysses, please allow me to go with you."

"It's him!" Someone cried out in surprise.

Hawthorne!

Hawthorne, who had obtained Fenrir's jawbone for a short period of time and was then as lost as a ghost, actually took the initiative to ask to join the Dark Church?!

Fred did not have any expression on his face. Instead, he quietly gripped the longsword in his hand tightly.

This was the humiliation of the eternal empire.

Everyone looked at Hawthorne with disdain and anger.

However, Hawthorne did not seem to notice it. He only knelt in front of Ulysses.

Ulysses revealed a wanton smile on his face.

"Looks like it's not like we didn't gain anything this time. Teacher, I look forward to our next meeting."

Ulysses bowed gracefully to everyone, as though it was the end of a drama.

Then, he grabbed Hawthorne and flew onto the back of the poison dragon, leaving with Grover quickly.

Before leaving, he seemed to take a deep look at Joelson.

The Trial of the Four Kingdoms had officially come to an end.

Other than Hawthorne's rebellion at the end, which made the knights of the Yheng Empire feel depressed, and even Fred's face was very cold, this was indeed an exciting victory.

Other than those who were hunted by the Dark Church and those who were unlucky enough to die at the hands of high-level magical beasts, the two empires had a total of fifty-seven participants who had passed the trial.

A 70% survival rate.

It was even higher than the number of people who had survived the previous trials.

The next day, the two empires returned.

At the border between the Alcott Empire and the Yheng Empire, the teams of knights and mages were separated.

Looking at the team of purple thorns flying further and further away, Stephanie asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you think we still have a chance to see Joelson and the others?"

Don Quixote shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know, but I guess he will soon go back to another place. The southern region is too small for him."

Stephanie's eyes flashed, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"You won this. It should be yours."

In the carriage, Harriet Terrence actually handed the magic stone to Joelson. His old face revealed a guilty expression.

Harriet Terrence recalled the bet he had with Ulysses during the four nations' trials. He regretted it very much.

He felt very ashamed to link his student's life to his own interests.

"It's still because of greed. When did you become someone like Ulysses?"

Harriet Terrence shook his head and sighed. He suddenly had an epiphany. His magic cultivation, which had not improved for hundreds of years, seemed to have loosened a little.

"Teacher."

Joelson rejected Harriet Terrence's good intentions. He pushed the magic stone back into Harriet Terrence's hands and said, "I don't have any talent in earth magic. He has the greatest value to you."

"When you become a saint, you can use it to exchange for precious fire or water magic materials with others."

As before, he had no choice but to take it back.

This teacher of his actually owed his student such a big favor.

"In that case, I might as well give this to you."

After thinking for a moment, he took out an item from his interspatial ring. It was a gray-black bead. There was nothing unusual about it.

"What is this?!"

Joelson could not help but be puzzled. He knew that Ulysses wanted the thing in Harriet's hand.

Harriet shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. This is a magic material I got when I was traveling. Ulysses saw it once. Maybe he knows it, and that's why he wants it so badly."

Joelson took the bead, and his body suddenly trembled.

Harriet asked curiously, "What happened Joelson?"

Joelson had a strange look on his face, and he shook his head silently.

When they returned to the capital of the Alcott Empire, the news of the four countries' great success in the trial quickly spread throughout the entire empire.

More than twenty magic stone elites actually survived the trial. It could be predicted that the empire's strength would be strengthened again after many years.

Charles III was extremely happy. That night, he announced that he would personally award these twenty over mages with medals. It could be considered an official recruitment.

At the same time, the news of Joelson shining in the trial and crushing the two great geniuses of the Holy See also spread.

The name Joelson Edward was the first time someone had discussed it with Harriet and saint-level mages.

Charles III even ordered people to build a new mansion on the ruins of Prince Antoine's mansion as soon as possible in order to reward Joelson as his marquis mansion.

Many nobles had to think carefully about this edict. Charles III's actions had other meanings from time to time.

From today onwards, Joelson Edward would replace Antoine's position in the Empire?!