From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 430 Reward
The time that everyone spent together in the dream was not long. After a brief exchange, the four storks said goodbye and left, returning to the mortal world.

They still have some unfinished business, so naturally they won't stay in the spiritual kingdom for long.

However, everyone was still excited about the sudden infusion of power and the promotion to the Kyushu.

After everyone left, Jilan did not leave.

He strolled alone in his own spiritual kingdom, looking around him and feeling happy.

Compared to the original bare mud island, there is now a magnificent open-air stone temple on the island, which almost occupies half of the island.

Five stone pillars surround a central pit, inside which a cross-sword bonfire burns with an eternal flame, symbolizing Gillan's growing mind and consciousness.

All of this was achieved thanks to the imprints of the kingdoms that were devoured... They had all become nutrients for Jilan, adding bricks and tiles to this kingdom.

It also provides greater power to the king here, "Iros".

Gilan walked through the stone temple and reached the shore.

"Aurora and the others have been promoted to the rank of Long-lived Ones. I'm sure they will receive more attention and promotion in their respective organizations..."

Gilan looked at the black ocean under the night sky, murmured, and smiled.

“Everyone has a bright future.”

He suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

A small wooden boat emitting four-color light appeared out of nowhere, and with a splash, it landed on the sea surface near the shore, splashing water and swaying.

Gilan jumped onto the boat without hesitation.

He urged the spiritual boat and sailed straight towards the distance of the dream sea.

"Let's go to God's Land first and complete the last 'footprint'. It's time for me to advance to level 5..."

The boat gradually moved away and finally disappeared on the sea level.

However, Gillan returned disappointed on this trip.

Because after he arrived at the God's Hometown, Toyalan, he found that there was no guidance from his perception as to where the fire element gathered.

The "lower level" area of ​​God's Hometown is in a state of change at all times, so it can be said that whether you can encounter it really depends on your luck.

Having missed the opportunity last time, Jilan doesn’t know how long he will have to wait. He can only say that he was unlucky this time.

In the end, he could only wake up with regret.

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Late at night three days later, the Bremen delegation successfully returned to the imperial capital of Muscinti.

During these three days, Jilan went to the Land of God every night, but the gathering place of fire elements seemed to have completely disappeared and never appeared again.

After the initial depression, he gradually relaxed his mind. It would be the best if he could meet her, but if he couldn't, there was no need to worry... After all, this was not something that could be changed by human power.

All we have to do is wait for the right opportunity.

Rested for the night at home on Morales Street.

The next morning, Jilan got up at six o'clock.

After a routine of applying medicine, meditating, and exercising, he sat cross-legged on the wooden floor, feeling the changes in his body.

Observing himself through spiritual vision, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the spiritual light was extremely full, with a faint dazzling light.

He knew exactly what this meant.

"The improved version of 'Lava Balm' is really effective. It hasn't been long since my spiritual strength met the promotion requirements..."

Jilan opened his eyes and thought to himself.

"Hmm... the spirit and essence are in place, and now only the last "footprint" is left to complete the promotion."

He let out a long sigh, stood up and walked to the chair by the window and sat down. He forced himself to read some books on alchemy and mysticism to calm himself down, then washed up and had breakfast.

After finishing his meal, he dressed neatly, drove to Triumph Building, and went straight to the teacher's office.

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"Good job, Gillan."

Para Celsus was still sitting behind his curved desk, and when he saw the student come in, his first words were praise.

He smiled and his eyes were full of approval.

"I have learned about your mission to Stuttgart through the briefing... I didn't expect you to win over the Royal Court, but I didn't expect that despite so many obstacles, you could successfully reach a cooperation with them."

"I have annotated the documents compiled by the envoys and forwarded them to the Sifang Palace... The head of state is also aware of it."

Pala said, raising his hand to signal Jilan to take a seat.

After Jilan sat down, he said:

"The Head of State has been very busy these past two days, but he will most likely summon you and commend you later."

"I understand, teacher."

Gillan nodded.

Pala asked a few more specific questions, and Gillan answered them one by one. The white-haired old gentleman nodded with satisfaction.

"Although it is only technical cooperation and trade, it is also a rare feat... The three overlords of Sri Lanka, Bu and Austria have rarely cooperated in the past. The royal court has maintained a neutral attitude for hundreds of years, standing on the sidelines and allowing Bu and Austria to fight each other."

"During this sensitive period when Bu and Austria are at war, the royal court is still willing to cooperate with us. This is a good gesture, indicating that they have the intention to get close to us..."

The smile on Pala's face widened.

"Gilan, you have only been in office as foreign minister for a short time, but you have already accomplished two major things in succession... Especially this mission to the west, I am afraid it will change the world situation."

"Hmm?" Jilan raised his eyebrows and shook his head with a smile. "Teacher, isn't that a bit exaggerated..."

He never thought that what he did would have such an impact.

However, Pala looked serious.

"It's not an exaggeration." He knocked on the table and said, "You are still too young to understand what kind of waves this incident will cause..."

"I will inform the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to hold a large press conference this afternoon. You will speak on stage in person and inform the public about the cooperation between Stuttgart and Bremen."

"Time is running out. The counselors of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will prepare a speech for you in advance. Just read it... This will not only give the Imperials enough confidence, but also deter the Federation and make them suspicious, thus undermining the morale of the front line."

Para's deep, weathered eyes stared straight at Jilan and said in a deep voice:

"Most importantly, this can once again improve your reputation... If your previous successful mission to Fosaka made you a young and outstanding foreign minister in the eyes of the people."

"Then this time, you will become a very important figure in the history of Bremen."

Jilan took a deep breath and nodded:
"I understand, teacher."

Then, with a few words, he told the new information he had learned from the temple chief Xizar a few days ago in Stuttgart.

After listening, Pala frowned slightly.

"…The spirits of the soldiers from both sides who died on the front lines were led away by an unknown force?"

He did not question the accuracy of the source of the information because the information was given by Xizar Hakim.

Of course, Pala knew this man's true identity.

A person in a higher position would not joke like this.

This can also explain why the "Iron Blood Royal Court" is willing to cooperate with Bremen...it is because the superiors behind the Royal Court want to get close to them.

And the key person is Jilan!

"Do you know the chief of the temple?"

Pala looked at Jilan deeply and asked suddenly.

"I don't know you. It's our first time meeting."

Gilan shook his head.

Pala was silent for a while, looking thoughtful. "Anyway, it's not a bad thing for you..."

"But if this news is true, then it means that something went wrong on our front line... Such important information was not known even to our own people, but was instead revealed by an outsider."

"Either the mystics accompanying the army were blinded by their perception, or they were infiltrated."

Pala shook her head.

"I'll send someone to investigate this matter... Never mind, I'd better go to the front line myself. I have a feeling that there's something fishy going on behind this matter."

"Teacher, are you going to the front line yourself?"

Gillan was very surprised.

Pala glanced at him.

"I'm just going to investigate secretly. Do you expect me to fight the enemy with a gun?"

He smiled, but his eyes were calm.

"Besides, although I am old and my life is coming to an end, it is almost impossible for conventional troops and weapons to kill me..."

"If the Owena Federation sends out mysterious forces to try to assassinate me, I would actually be happy about it."

"Then I will let them see what kind of faith a dying person has."

Hearing this, Jilan's heart trembled.

With Teacher Pala's strength and his fearlessness of life and death, it is hard to say who will win when facing a superior.

After all, looking at the world, Pala is a ceiling-level strongman.

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In the afternoon.

A large press conference was held in the Sifang Palace, and reporters from all major newspapers in the empire gathered together.

The scale of this press conference was comparable to the last time the war was declared. Heads of various departments, including the military, foreign affairs, and administrative departments, were present.

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes and the flashing lights of cameras, Gillan walked onto the podium calmly.

Although he had a speech written by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, his facial expressions, micro-movements and tone during the speech were all very real and contagious thanks to his "perfect persona" ability.

Real-time, synchronized broadcasts are also broadcast on every household’s radio at the same time.

Countless people in the empire heard the voice of the young foreign minister and the good news again.

After the speech, there was thunderous applause.

The imperial people in various places also applauded and were all delighted.

The reporters took photos excitedly and even prepared drafts in their minds to publicize the deeds of Foreign Minister Gillan Ilos after returning.

It is unprecedented for two countries to cooperate.

Amid the tense situation on the front line, Stuttgart is willing to get close to Bremen, which will greatly boost the confidence of the domestic people.

Even though the Stuttgart Empire did not explicitly state that the two sides would form a strategic alliance, it did not mention that it would provide assistance in the war.

But it is good news.

After overnight fermentation.

The next day, excited cheers could be heard from newsstands, cafes, restaurants, even on trams and on the streets.

The men working were gathered in groups of three or five, holding newspapers, smoking cigarettes, and talking loudly about the impending death of the Owena Federation.

There were also many ladies who blushed and whispered to each other about how great the young foreign minister was.

Various media and newspapers rushed to report on the issue, putting the "Sri Lanka's non-cooperation" on the headlines. The photo of Foreign Minister Guillen Ilos standing on the podium was even placed on the side of the front page.

With his calm expression and upright posture, he seems to be the image ambassador of the Bremen Empire, declaring the confidence of a strong man to the world.

The newspaper boys carrying messenger bags and hawking along the way sold newspapers like crazy that day. In less than two hours, the first batch of newspapers they received from the newspaper office was sold out.

The radio was playing yesterday's speech on a loop.

Nearly more than half of the people in the empire learned about this in less than a day.

And Gilan's reputation also rose.

That evening.

A team of clerical workers from the Sifang Palace drove into Morales Street in three black cars and stopped in front of Apartment No. 9.

They brought a piece of news to Gillan who was taking a nap in the apartment.

The head of the empire, Caesar Jide, will hold a celebration banquet for Gilan tonight.

Members of the envoy delegation are also on the invitation list.

Gillan readily agreed and politely escorted the clerks out of the apartment.

"Master, you have made great contributions to the empire again!"

The butler Charles, who was following him, said with excitement.

"I'll go to East Muse later and order another dress for you... There will probably be many important people at the banquet tonight."

"No need." Ji Lan glanced at the housekeeper, shook his head and said with a smile: "For this kind of occasion, the logistics department of Sifang Palace will have someone to prepare for me."

"So that's how it is." Charles said, and suddenly sighed: "Your current status and position have surpassed the first Earl of Farhan..."

But before he could finish his words, Charles realized that he had said something wrong and quickly shut his mouth.

But the young man with purple eyes didn't care and just waved his hand.

"Have the maid prepare my travel supplies. I'll go to the bathroom to take a bath and get ready."

"Yes, sir." Old Charles said respectfully.

He raised his head only after Jilan turned around and went upstairs.

Old Charles looked full of emotion, and then he showed a look of great pride.

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The celebration banquet was also held in Sifang Palace.

All the high-ranking officials who had participated in the press conference changed into casual clothes or formal wear and attended the banquet.

As the "protagonist", Gillan actually doesn't like such lively occasions.

Fortunately, halfway through the banquet, he was called away by the clerk sent by the head of state and taken to a secret room behind the banquet hall for a confidential conversation.

Only the Führer and Teacher Pala were present at this meeting.

A handsome young man with long curly red hair, wearing a thin off-white robe, sat on the sofa in the middle, while Para Celsus sat beside him.

"Sit down." Caesar raised his hand and smiled.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Gillan took off his hat and bowed to the two of them, then sat respectfully on the sofa opposite the coffee table.

As soon as he sat down, he heard the Führer say:
"...Gilan, I plan to promote you to Secretary of State of the House of Lords."

"Huh?" Ji Lan was startled.

"Don't worry about being busy with official duties. Someone will help you with the actual work. It's just a name on the list."

Caesar picked up the coffee cup, took a sip and said.

At this point, Paracelsus added:
"Before I became the chairman of the mysterious investigative committee, I was the Secretary General of State."

Looking at the teacher's smile, Jilan suddenly understood.

The leader is planning to train him as the next chairman...

(End of this chapter)