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Alicia paused, her gaze fixed on Soren's eyes, as if trying to forcibly instill her thoughts into him. Then, she continued, "The ownership of these three labyrinths may seem like a minor matter, but in reality, it has far-reaching implications. If the Temple can securely control them, it can utilize the resources within to better assist the front lines.

Whether it's forging excellent weapons and equipment or training more powerful clergy to rush to the battlefield, it can add to our strength in resisting the Allied Kings' forces. Your Highness, if you are willing to step forward and coordinate at this moment, it would be a good start to the close cooperation between the royal family and the Temple. In the future, no matter what difficulties and obstacles we face, we can work together to overcome them."

Alicia's words were reasonable, pointing out the current grim situation and cleverly linking the labyrinth matter to resisting foreign enemies, attempting to make it difficult for Soren to refuse from the perspective of righteousness.

However, Soren knew very well that this was just a grandiose excuse she had woven to achieve her goals. What she truly cared about was whether her ambition could be realized and whether she could expand her power within the Temple through this matter.

A meaningful smile curled up at the corner of Soren's lips as he gently played with the wine glass in his hand, responding unhurriedly, "What the Holy Maiden says is indeed reasonable, but the situation of these three labyrinths is inherently complex, with the interests of all parties involved. It is not something that I alone can easily decide. Furthermore, resisting the Allied Kings' forces is of utmost importance.

The royal family has never been negligent and has been actively preparing. As for the labyrinth matter, it still needs to be considered carefully and weighed before a proper arrangement can be made."

Prince Class was listening to the back-and-forth between the two, feeling secretly anxious in his heart.

He didn't want to offend Alicia and the Radiant Temple, after all, he had just returned from there and had many connections with the Temple;

But he didn't want to see his royal brother Soren in a dilemma, being pressed by Alicia step by step.

Alicia rose with a heart full of displeasure. She had thought that with her words, even if she couldn't get Soren to agree on the spot, she could at least get an ambiguous answer, which would leave room for further pressure or negotiation.

But she didn't expect Soren's attitude to be so firm, refusing to budge, which thwarted her wishful thinking.

When she left, her face was gloomy, and the gentle and holy appearance she usually wore was long gone.

Replaced by a face full of haze, her eyes revealed an unconcealable annoyance and unwillingness. The sound of her high heels on the ground seemed to carry her suppressed anger, echoing in the silent palace corridor.

Prince Class sighed helplessly. He knew that tonight's banquet was a complete failure. Neither side achieved a satisfactory result, and it only added a bit of estrangement to their relationship.

He looked at Soren and then back in the direction of Imperial Consort Mia's palace, his heart full of helplessness. Then, he left with Soren.

On the way back to the palace, Prince Class couldn't help but whisper to Soren, "Royal Brother, you were too persistent this time. Alicia's prestige in the Temple is very high. You may not know that more than 70% of the younger generation are her followers. She is now so actively fighting for control of those three labyrinths,

There must be many plans behind it. It's probably not appropriate for us to be so stiffly deadlocked with her."

Prince Class frowned slightly, his face full of worry. He was really afraid that this matter would create an irreparable rift between the royal family and the Radiant Temple, after all, in this situation of internal and external troubles, the unity of the two sides is crucial for the entire country.

Soren frowned slightly, but his face still showed some composure and calmness. He patted Prince Class on the shoulder and replied softly, "Class, how could I not know her influence in the Temple? It's just that this Alicia is ambitious, and what she seeks is more than just those three labyrinths. If I easily agree to her today, she will probably become more and more difficult to restrain in the future. The relationship between the royal family and the Temple is certainly important,

But we can't let her take this opportunity to expand her power and put our royal family in a passive position."

Prince Class nodded slightly after hearing Soren's words. He understood that his royal brother's concerns were reasonable,

It's just that the interests involved are too complicated, and it's really not easy to handle it properly.

"The younger generation supports her, but the older generation doesn't!" Soren smiled mysteriously, the smile revealing a kind of confidence in understanding everything, as if he already held the trump card to deal with Alicia, not afraid of the prestige she had accumulated among the younger generation.

Class blinked subconsciously, carefully pondering the meaning of Soren's words in his heart, as if he understood something instantly, and his eyes gradually brightened. He knew that behind the seemingly monolithic power of the Radiant Temple, there were actually undercurrents. Between the younger generation and the older generation, due to many factors such as ideas and interests, they were not completely united.

"And you should also show your talents in the Temple."

Soren's next words made Class look at him in disbelief.

Class never expected that his royal brother would have such expectations for him, asking him to stir up trouble in the Temple and compete with Alicia.

Soren looked at Class's surprised appearance, but laughed loudly, and did not explain much. He just returned to the Crown Prince's palace alone with that confident look.

In the deep night, the imperial palace was silent, and the moonlight sprinkled on the glazed tiles of the palace like water, emitting a clear and cold luster.

In front of the Crown Prince's palace, the guards on duty stood tall and guarded vigilantly.

Suddenly, a slight but steady footstep broke the silence, and High Priest Subaire appeared quietly like a dark night ghost.

Subaire was wearing a bright red robe, which was as conspicuous as a burning flame in the night, and like flowing blood, exuding majesty and mystery.