"So, Du You is going to establish a kingdom? No, that's absolutely unacceptable, it's against the procedure, he is just a duke now," a senior noble exclaimed loudly, expressing firm opposition.
"Are you an idiot? A tier-five is qualified to establish a kingdom, not to mention that he has so many tier-five under him. Though they are all Alchemy products, a thousand tier-five Flame Giants, even if a tier-six master from the empire were to go there, might not necessarily win. If those Flame Giants could be controlled, what level do you think their territory would be at?"
Upon hearing this, the elderly noble shut his mouth. Indeed, strength is what's most important.
Having been a noble for so many years, his thinking had become extremely rigid, but that didn't mean he was an idiot; naturally, he understood what was going on. It's just that the thought of a commoner-born noble, someone they looked down upon, suddenly establishing a kingdom...
