Chapter 1867


    "Haha...!" Fane chuckled and exined," I''m here to talk with your fortress master."


    "Alright, then. I''ll have someone to lead you." As Fane had a horrifyingbat power, the people of


    the Nine Armies respected him. The elder immediately ordered a young person to lead Fane to their


    fortress master.


    As Fane left them, the elder could not help but mumble, ''That''s very strange. That guy has been


    busy training in retreat every day. Why is he suddenly visiting our fortress master? We''re building a


    new pavilion and choosing a new pavilion master. Is this young man here to convince our fortress


    master and our members to vote for him?"


    However, the old man soon shook his head and smiled coldly. "This young man truly is naive to


    have such thoughts. How could we choose him to be pavilion master instead of our fortress master


    when we''re members of the Nine Armies?”


    Fane soon arrived before Fortress Master Whittemore and asked him to have everyone else leave


    them both in the yard.


    "Brother Fane, please just speak straightforwardly with me. I know why you came here even if you


    hadn’t said anything, just by looking at how cautious you''re acting." Fortress Master Whittemore


    smiled softly.


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    Fane raised his eyebrows and smiled yfully. "Really? Enlighten me, and see if you made a


    correct assumption.” "Haha... That''s very simple. You came to me with hopes that I and the


    members of my fortress, who’ve already achieved Fifthgrade ultimate god level, would choose you


    during the voting process so that you can be our pavilion master, right?" Fortress Master


    Whittemore smiled coldly before he added, ''To be honest, Brother Fane, you have an impressive


    highbat power, and you''re a strong fighter. Our First Fortress Master might not even be able to


    defeat you.


    “Everybody knows that this election is to choose one person between the two of you, but you should


    understand that you''re not at the soul-prating level. On top of that, the First Fortress Master is a


    member of our Nine Armies, and we''ve known him for so many years."


    Fortress Master Whittemore nced at Fane before he continued, "Of course, this doesn''t mean


    that we have to choose him.


    The main issue is that we won’t be able to exin ourselves should we not choose him, and I fear


    he''d take it to heart as well.’ "Haha!" Fane suddenly chuckled. "What’s there to be unhappy about? I


    think there''s another reason that you don''t want to choose me, and it’s because you don''t know my


    other identity.”


    "Another identity? What identity?" Fortress Master Whittemore frowned when he


    heard what Fane said and looked at him, bewildered.


    "Alchemist," enunciated Fane.


    "Alchemist?" The other party was surprised and quickly said, "No wonder... That exins how your


    fighting prowess increased so quickly. It looks like you''re not only an alchemist, but you must be at


    least a third-grade elementary alchemist, no? Such pills are extremely suitable to be used by people


    in the ultimate god level. That''s really rare-so rare!"


    "What if I told you that I''m a third-grade premium alchemist instead of a third-grade elementary


    alchemist?" Fane''s voice was once again heard.