In the living room, Wright met the 'Third Prince of the Empire'.

The Third Prince of the Empire was a big fat man with silver-gray hair. That's right, not strong but fat! His gorgeous clothes seem to be a little unable to support the fat of his whole body, and his face is fat, but he looks very kind.

And as far as Wright knows, the personal strength of the third prince seems to be very average.

A sixth-level warrior is a good master among ordinary people, but for the royal family with great resources, it is really a little worse, and the Nine Emperors of the Empire, who were much younger last time, have a seventh-level warrior in strength!

However, although the strength is low, the three princes of the empire are an important role in the external affairs of the imperial family.

Compared with the Nine Emperor Princes who met Wright last time, this Third Prince is much older, almost two hundred years old, and with his strength, even if he has a very high status and has many treasures to maintain, he can live for thirty or forty years at most.

But it is precisely because he is old and can't live too long that His Majesty the current Emperor is relieved enough, and even out of the psychology of compensation, he is given a lot of power and affairs to deal with, after all, he is most likely not able to survive the current Emperor His Majesty with the strength of that ninth-level warrior.

On the contrary, I think that the 'Nine Emperor Princes' that Wright saw last time are much younger in grade, stronger in strength, and have the possibility of inheriting the throne, but the actual status and authority are much lower than him!

"Your Highness, I don't know what you came to me for?" Lyte asked knowingly.

"Lord Wright!" The third prince of the empire was very polite, "You can call me 'Ron', this is my real name." "After all, the third prince is a core member of the royal family, and he naturally knows Wright's strength, and he can be said to be the pinnacle of the Holy Domain.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and this Highness Ron cut to the chase.

"Your Excellency, your strength is extraordinary, I don't know if you intend to join our empire!"

"If you are interested, the commander of the 'Fierce Shark Legion' in the province of Ksley has recently been very old and plans to return to the imperial capital to retire, we are very much in need of a strong man who can be controlled!"

"Of course, the 'legion commanders' of the eight legions of the past dynasties are at least nobles with counts or even above who have actual fiefs!"

"In addition, some cultivation materials and goods will definitely be replenished!"

"Well, if you don't want to be disturbed by mundane things, our royal family's worship hall is also willing to accept a genius like you."

"Of course, if you worship the temple, you may have much less materials and goods, but this position is also much more leisurely, and there is nothing to do in normal times, but in the 'Fierce Shark Legion', it is to guard against pirates and sea monsters!"

Wright's eyes lit up, these two positions are good, the worship hall is at least a ninth-level powerhouse, although the authority is weaker, but the status is high enough, enough to ask the imperial intelligence department for help!

And the position of 'army commander', commonly known as 'general', is one of the most powerful positions in the imperial military, and it is the real leader of an elite army of 100,000 people, entrenched in one side can be called the emperor of the soil.

And more importantly, the 'Shark Legion' is stationed in the 'Nexley Province', and the territory of the Salom family is in the Nexley Province! If you become the general of the 'Fierce Shark Legion', it will be very helpful for revenge!

Although Wright has already decided in his heart, he still has to think about it again.

"Your Highness Ron, this is too sudden, can't you give me some time to think about it!" Wright thought for a moment and said.

"That's nature!" The third prince, Ron, was very polite, "If Your Excellency wants to serve as the leader of the 'Fierce Shark Legion', please notify me within a month, after all, the supreme leader of a legion cannot be vacant for too long, and as for the positions such as the Offering Hall or the Magician Advisory Group, the door will be open to Your Excellency at any time!" ”

"Then how do I inform His Highness Ron that you should go directly to the palace?"

"That's not necessary, just go to... Just come to me here! Ron reported an address, which was still close to Wright's current location.

"If Your Excellency Wright is interested in serving as the general of the 'Fierce Shark Legion', please let me know as soon as possible, after all, whether it is the knighthood ceremony or some other things, it will take time!"

After sending off the three princes of the empire, Wright thought about it for a while, although he had already decided in his heart to serve as the general of the 'Fierce Shark Legion'. But what to do after becoming the commander of the legion, how to use this power to take revenge, whether to take your family to the Kuril Province, these are all things that need to be considered.

Three days later, a grand knighthood ceremony took place in the palace of Sistan.

The colorful glass illuminates the moving light and shadow, and the murals depict the figures and stories of the eight founding dukes of the empire and the first emperor himself. The seats on both sides were filled with aristocrats who had come to watch the ceremony. And in the places where these nobles could not see, there were three people in the holy area who came to watch the ceremony.

"Old man, you really let this Wright kid jump into the Vanity Fair of this empire!" Baruch, the originator of the Dragon-Blood Warriors of the Magnolia Continent, Wright's quasi-father-in-law is a little displeased, in his opinion, the strong should be based on cultivation, like he does not have any titles, but even the founding emperor of the Sistan family, don't you have to respect him quite a lot! Isn't it because he's a dragon-blooded warrior!

Wright was rashly appointed to the Empire, and he was very dissatisfied.

The number two person in the Sistan family, Charlie Sistan, who called the 'Vanity Fair' opened by his family, and he himself was far from being the opponent of the one next to him.

"That kid has his own ideas, not to mention to temper one or two, it is also good for him." Cromwell Holy Magister was very indifferent, after all, Wright could get such a title and position, or he exercised one or two.

Wright, dressed in a full dress of a continental aristocracy, knelt on one knee in front of the current Emperor Percy Sistan.

An attendant walked in with a new earl's gown, a dark blue fur garment, trimmed with gold and silver threads, and a high top hat decorated with a light silver ring.

"Wright O'Connor!"

"With your courage, your glory, your faith, you have proved your worth to the Empire."

"Here, in the capacity of the current Emperor of the Puon Empire, West Sistan, on behalf of the Imperial Family, I canonize Wright O'Connor, a ninth-level warrior and an eighth-level magistur, as the Marquis of O'Connor, hoping that you will prove your worth with your loyalty, your strength, and your life."

After saying that, the strong man emperor, who was fatter than his third son, tapped Ryan on his left shoulder with the accessory of the Sword Saint Sistan back then.

"I, Wright O'Connor, am willing to dedicate my loyalty to the Empire, defend my people with my life, and lead my soldiers with glory, and live up to Your Majesty's request." Wright pronounced the oath.

What followed was a grand ceremony, with the help of the attendants, Wright put on a dress representing the status of an earl, and then symbolically 'chosen' his own territory on the map, generally speaking, ordinary canonized nobles are not eligible to obtain territory, let alone choose themselves! However, with Wright's strength and the potential of the Sanctuary, and the position he will hold next, it is very normal to seal the territory.

The ceremony lasted for half a day.

At the ceremony, Wright had to make acquaintances and salutes with all kinds of nobles who knew and didn't know each other with a hypocritical smirk! If it weren't for Cecilia, Carl, and Maui on his side, I'm afraid he would have even had the heart to kill a few nobles who came up to toast with a wine glass.

Of course, Wright also knew that if he wanted to gain power, he had to abide by the rules of the aristocratic circle, but fortunately, most of the nobles had some eyesight, and it could be seen that this super genius was not so willing to deal with them. And the vast majority of nobles are still more afraid of Wright's prestige, and they will not be easily disturbed after getting to know him.

Of course, even so, Wright also felt that socializing at this ceremony was more tiring than fighting with ten ninth-level warriors.

Three days after the ceremony, Wright was in his mansion. With an official letter of appointment, the third prince Ron announced Wright's order to serve as the captain of the 'Shark Legion', and gave the Earl and the Legion Commander the corresponding mansions, attire, and corresponding ceremonial items.

After conveying the appointment of the royal family, the third prince chatted with Wright very politely, compared to the hypocritical nobles at the ceremony, Wright also had a good impression of this chubby, seemingly harmless third prince.