Chapter 56: War Council - Let it Burn (1/2)

”Welcome,” Oswin stated, his aura surrounded with a royal charisma making everyone in the room want to bow. Unfortunately for the young king, there was a large faceprint of a hand on his cheek.

A deep-seated rage was clear as day as he glared down at everyone, especially me...bro, it's fine... it happens, and it was not my fault your wife wanted me. She assaulted me.

Along with me, everyone in the room cuffed their arms towards the king, ”Your grace,” we stated with reverence.

With a permanent scowl on his face, a man by the name of Duke Wybert Vargis stepped forward. His grey hair hanging loose, while a vicious scar ran down his right eye, adding to his dominating appearance.

”Your Grace is best we kill that boy,” He brazenly claimed a point at me with indifference.

Lightly coughing, I smiled with sorrow, ”Wybert, how you can be so cruel? Was it not your clan that protected me today from Marquess Dra.” I asked with a pitiful tone.

Sneering, Wybert shot Salazar a disgusted look, ”When did you allow such trash to speak out, are you not the patriarch?” He coldly reprimanded, ”And you boy. I was defending the honour of the tournament. You just happen to be on my side at the time.”

Shrugging my shoulder, I nodded, ”but of course, Wybert, I will remember that when I battle against your grandson. Although the second born, I believe he will last longer than the second prince.” I said, not caring if the King heard.

”Stop it, you two,” Grandmaster Selma coldly warned, ”We are in a crisis. There is no time for petty squabbles.”

”He is correct,” King Oswin declared,” Especially in light of the recent incident, Prince Dumar Godwin was killed today. There is evidence pointing towards Romga.”

Narrowing his eyes, Selma, along with Grey, eyed me coldly, causing me to sweat inwardly while displaying an indifferent appearance. ”Anything to say, Arsene” Selma thoroughly asked,

”Whatever do you mean, Grandmaster,” I innocently played while a smirk hung on my lips.

Selma grew colder, his square eyes glimmering with killing intent, as he eyed the king, ”Reports from the Order of Shadows claim that Young Arsene visited the Hassin residents this week.” He explained, throwing a letter towards the king.

Oswin's face began to twist as he arose from his throne, ”What is the meaning of this Arsene,” He roared as the void around me quivered. ”Did you hire these assassins?”

Trowing Selma a smile, I quickly nodded, ”of course, but does that change anything.” I asked as everyone's Aura became colder. ”the situation has not changed, much aside from Asterion gaining an ally.”

”You Tratours bastard,” Wybert howled as he clenched my throat tightly bring me off the ground, ”Do you really believe that no one would not know that you hired these assassins. Hassin is well known for only operating in Asterion.”

With a crushing feeling against my throat, a cold intent began to form within my heart as I openly smirked towards Wybert, ”W...Why...not let the intelligent men speak, fool.”

”Watch you mouth Arsene,” Grey fairly fired off, ”He is still a duke, why you an Inquisitor. Release him, Wybert. There are many things we need to know before he is dead.”

Clenching his teeth, Wybert begrudgingly released me. Falling back to my feet, I lightly fixed my collar. ”Now, is there anything you like to know?” I asked as Grey and Selma nodded.

”Why would you so foolishly kill the Godwins only child” Selma questioned, ”You made no attempt to hide your motives.”