The High Priest couldn't help but lean forward.
"Please enlighten us, Sage."
Frederick also showed an expression of deep interest. They had just been discussing the Crossbridge Empire when Lucio suddenly mentioned it, drawing their full attention.
Lucio flipped the Judgment card between his fingers, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable authority.
"The rise of the Crossbridge Empire is no accident; it is the inevitable result of the surging river of destiny."
"Since the cataclysm at Godfall Gorge, the Eastern Region has been in turmoil and division for hundreds of thousands of years. It is time for someone to restore order to this land."
Frederick and the priests fell into deep thought upon hearing this.
Lucio's meaning couldn't be clearer—the Crossbridge Empire was the product of fate.
Frederick furrowed his brow and asked, "Sage, are you saying that the Eastern Region is destined to be ruled by the Crossbridge Empire?"
