The Children of the Elements also number three: one of Earth, one of Storm, and one of Lightning.
Levi devised a small trial to select the best among the good, and chose some to take with him.
The rest would remain in Rune Land for development.
Of course, not being taken by Levi doesn’t mean lacking in talent.
Levi also needed to leave some good seeds for Rune Land.
Moreover, some people might lack talent but have great fortune.
Such people, Levi couldn’t take with him either.
After all, tests can only measure talent, not fortune.
...
The Ice Realm, one of the Three Realms.
"Have you heard? The Ultimate Saint has appeared again?"
"What? It’s a good thing we didn’t send out our troops. This Ultimate Saint is so cunning, pretending to disappear to lure us into a trap."
"Sigh, from now on, we can only keep a low profile. Our White Bear Tribe has never been this humiliated before."
A group of brawny White Bear Tribesmen draped in Frost Armor were discussing in the council hall.
The White Bear Tribe, with strong bodies, could also command the power of Frost and Snow.
They had bear heads and human bodies, with fierce appearances that were not to be trifled with.
This was a fierce people, with not so good relations with the Feathered People.
"What are we afraid of? No matter how strong the Ultimate Saint is, he’s only one person. Our White Bear Tribe has roamed the Saint Roland Continent for so long. There were once stronger races than us, and in the end, weren’t we the ones who laughed last?"
"At most, we could isolate ourselves for three thousand years. After three thousand years, that Ultimate Saint might not even be around unless he advances to the Ninth Level Realm!"
"That makes sense."
These White Bear Tribe powerhouses debated fiercely.
"Big... big trouble, the Ultimate Saint is here!"
"What?!"
A White Bear Tribe member, exuding an eighth-level aura and towering a hundred meters tall, widened his eyes.
His name was Aud, nicknamed the White King.
"Where has he reached?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud boom, and the grand doors of the council hall collapsed with a crash.
A black-armored swordsman arrived with sword in hand, countless shadows like evil spirits trailing behind him.
The menacing aura seemed to warp the void itself.
"Seems you all were discussing me."
Levi said with a smile.
In the council hall, the White Bears were silent as the grave.
"No... no."
"The Ultimate Saint has come from afar; please, take a seat."
Even the White King put on a smile.
"What brings the Ultimate Saint to our barren land?"
Levi replied:
"I’m here to demand compensation."
The White King asked:
"Why does the Saint say so?"
Levi stabbed Excalibur into the ground.
"Previously, what did you Ice Realm folks do in our Rune Land? Haven’t you forgotten? Don’t play dumb."
He tossed a contract and said:
"Check the contents above, and if there’s no issue, swear on my sword."
The White King forcefully held back his anger and picked up the contents of the contract.
After reading it, he felt his vitality surge, almost losing his temper on the spot.
Suddenly, a hand pulled him back.
It was a mother White Bear, with a child still in her arms.
She said:
"Fine, I’ll sign this treaty."