Wizard: My Skills Can Infinitely Break Through

That aura was too terrifying. Just its lingering, unintentional pressure made their Souls tremble.

Latour stood by the window, quietly taking it all in.

He knew that starting tonight, the status of the Ratu Empire would be completely different.

The surrounding Kingdoms and duchies that watched them like hungry tigers, the nobles who had once plotted against them in the shadows... they would all soon understand that the Marcus Clan did not rise through sheer luck.

Behind them... stood a true sun.

”Ainoya, starting tomorrow, you will be in charge of maintaining stability within the royal family.”

Latour turned to look at his wife.

”While Vincent is away, Lillian will study how to handle political affairs with you. As for Andrei...”

He paused, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.

”Just keep a casual eye on him. He’s always been simple-minded and poses no threat to Vincent...”

Latour didn’t finish, but Ainoya understood.

The family’s bloodline had now undergone a qualitative change.

The status of those in branch families and illegitimate children who had not obtained the Sun Bloodline... would plummet.

This was the reality of the Extraordinary world: bloodline was everything.

”I understand,” Ainoya replied softly, a flash of pity in her own eyes.

As long as they didn’t harm the family or the Empire, they could still live out the rest of their lives in peace.

Lillian stood beside her mother, her small hands clenched into fists. There was no fear in the young girl’s eyes, only determination and longing.

She knew that from this night on, her own life would also change completely.

No longer would she be a little princess protected within the Imperial Palace, but... one of the heirs to the Sun Bloodline.

Outside the window, the night grew deeper.

Deep within the Imperial Palace, the scorching Rule Fluctuation gradually dissipated.

「In a hidden valley somewhere.」

An Elder Wizard with stark white hair was startled from his Meditation.

He rushed out of his stone house and gazed toward the distant west, his voice trembling.

”This fluctuation... Someone has advanced to a Level Four Morning Star! The bloodline resonance has crossed the world barrier!”

He trembled all over, unable to contain his excitement.

As a Level Three Wizard who had lived for nearly a thousand years, he knew exactly what this meant.

On the Anoroya Continent, aside from His Majesty ”Endless Holy Light” of the Silver Ring, how many tens of thousands of years had it been since a Morning Star Wizard appeared?

The Elder Wizard’s pupils suddenly constricted as a thought struck him.

”Could it be... a blood descendant of His Majesty? Or... has a new Morning Star been born?”

His own perspective was too limited to see the truth clearly, but he was certain of one thing.

The Magic Power-barren west could no longer be viewed with ordinary eyes.

A power backed by a Morning Star Wizard, even one with a distant connection, was enough to force a reshuffling of the entire continent’s political landscape.

The Elder Wizard took a deep breath, turned back into his stone house, and quickly packed his bags.

He decided to set out at dawn to see what had happened there.

The same scene was playing out in various places across the Anoroya Continent.

Those reclusive old Level Three masters, one after another, awoke from their slumber, sensed the fluctuation, and made the same decision.

「A few days later, in the Imperial Palace of the Capital City.」

Latour stood motionless by his study window. He could feel the auras converging from all directions.

’They’re finally here...’ he murmured to himself, the corners of his mouth slowly turning up.

For all these years, he had managed to prop up this Empire through his own cunning, military strength, and the resources left behind by Ian.

But deep down, a string had always been pulled taut. He knew that without a truly powerful figurehead, an Empire, no matter how vast, was just a house of cards.

But now, things were different. The news of the bloodline’s leap in power had already spread.

This was a silent declaration to the entire continent that the Marcus Clan was worthy of standing at the very top.

”Ian...” Latour gazed into the depths of the night sky, a profound sense of pride flashing in his eyes.

”You’ve done well. The Marcus Clan... will forever be proud of you.”

Behind him, Ainoya walked softly to his side and took his hand.

The husband and wife shared a smile, everything understood without a word.

Outside the window, the morning light pierced the darkness. Dawn had arrived.

And the new era of the Marcus Clan had only just begun.