Chapter 347: Battle of Words (2/2)

Bang.

As if multiple explosions had taken place, the four that came along with Vanadir were at a loss for words as they knew very well what ten thousand platinum coins amounted to. With each platinum coin being equivalent to a thousand gold coins, even two thousand gold coins in the black market, ten thousand of them would already be equivalent to at most twenty million gold.

To the four, twenty million gold was already tens to hundreds of times more than the amount of gold coins that they've earned so far in their lives. Even for Dane and Erea, who relied quite a lot on gold coins in order for their classes to continue progressing, would see no hindrance in the path to becoming strong with a capital of twenty million gold.

As for Valentia and Griselle, a sum like that would be enough for them live lavishly for the rest of their lives while still having extra to spare to give to others. Even Vanadir could not help but be swayed by such an amount, already thinking of how to spend that huge sum after distributing the amount equally.

Fortunately, his delusions did not last for long as he hastily shook his head, though Arshe looked at him with an expression as if he had won. Feeling that now was the best chance to force Vanadir to agree, Arshe went ahead and said, ”So, how about it? Are you willing to accept my offer?”

”I…” Although the offer was incredibly tempting, the goal he had in mind would become useless once he did. Though, just as he was about to say that he was not going to accept the offer, a thought surfaced in his mind, prompting him to lightly smile not long after, which brought a hint of curiosity to Arshe's face.

”How about we change the offer?” Vanadir said before continuing, ”If you obtain an item for me, then let's just say I'll help you out in this alliance of yours.”

In an instant, Valentia and Griselle hastily sent out strands of energy towards Vanadir. Unsurprisingly, the messages their strands of energy contained were the same, asking him, ”What do you think you're doing, Vanadir?”

Even Dane, who believed that the Ninth Prince was doing the right thing, could not help but send a strand of energy of his own as he asked, ”Your Highness, are you sure that you can uphold what you're saying?”

In response, the smile on his face became a bit bigger as he sent a reply to Dane, saying, ”Well, the question you should ask yourself for now, Dane, is whether or not Arshe could obtain the item I want or not.”

After quelling the panic that Valentia and Griselle were feeling from Vanadir's words, the Ninth Prince then went ahead and looked at Arshe, who now had a smile that gave off the feeling that he had seemingly won. With a confident tone, he then said to Vanadir, ”Sure, I can do that. What item would you like me to obtain?”

”How about…the grand prize for winning the war for the throne,” Vanadir said in response, prompting the other four to lightly chuckle as they realized that the Vanadir they knew was still there. As for Arshe, he did not take the response kindly as he felt that Vanadir was mocking him. Without hesitation, Arshe was about to grab Vanadir by the neck once more, but before he could do so, quite a few armed people had arrived at the area, ready to resolve the situation that was going on.

”Are you alright, Ninth Prince?” one of the people that had just arrived could not help but ask out of concern. In response, a light yet grateful smile appeared on his face as he replied, ”I'm fine, thank you. Nothing too bad has happened to me, fortunately.”

”Tch.” As for Arshe, he could not help but click his tongue once more, this time slightly louder than before as he felt that this brother of his was a harder nut to crack compared to his other brothers. Feeling that not much would happen even if he tried to force his way into it, Arshe decided to give up his attempt on wooing Vanadir over for now, listing him as a possible competitor for the war for the throne.

Before he left, he sent a strand of energy to Vanadir, saying, ”This isn't over, Vanadir. I'm going to make sure that trying to form your team would become a living hell. I'll make sure you either lose the war for the throne…”

”…or die before even getting the chance to try.”

”I'd like to try and see you do that. While you do that, we'll be strengthening ourselves as much as possible,” Vanadir's response to Arshe's words were as harsh as his, not giving him the chance to back down. In the end, Arshe let out a light snort before turning around and leaving the royal training grounds, leaving the armed people that had to come to save Vanadir with slightly confused expressions. Fortunately, Vanadir explained what had happened to him before they were able to arrive, allowing them to let out sighs of relief.

Not long after, the armed people soon left the premises, leaving the five on their own like before.

With all of the people now gone, the five of them could not help but let out large sighs of relief as they did not expect one of their main competitors to come for them all of a sudden. Even Vanadir, who seemed to have taken everything with a great amount of confidence and intelligence, was currently letting out an awkward chuckle as he madly shook his hands, saying, ”Man, that was scary. Even though it's just a battle of words, who knew he could be so terrifying.”

”What do you think we felt while we were watching you two duke it out?” Valentia could not help but say, with Griselle nodding not long after.

As for Dane, he asked Vanadir, ”Your Highness, wouldn't this strain the relationship that you two have?”

”What relationship? Even before this war for the throne thing, our relationship was already non-existent,” Vanadir could not help but say in response, only to notice that Erea seemed to be thinking about something.

Noticing this, Vanadir went ahead and asked her, ”Is there something on your mind, Erea?”

”Well…” Erea scratched her neck in contemplation for a bit before replying, ”Since you told the Third Prince that we'll be strengthening ourselves before he could even get the chance of doing something harmful to you…shouldn't we be continuing our training?”

At that moment, Valentia, Griselle, Dane, and Vanadir looked at each other for a bit in slight surprise before smiles appeared on their faces. Taking in a deep breath, Vanadir then went ahead and said, ”The day is still young for the five of us. Let us continue our training and pick up the pace!”

”Yes!”