Chapter 372 - Chapter 372: 352 (2/2)

They had clearly suffered a crushing defeat, yet there was still a grand celebration being held in the back!

A distinguished guest from Carnia, the brother of the King of Carnia —

Prince Konrad.

He was invited into a separate room.

Aside from Prince Konrad, the room also housed the King of Cyart, Noah with his golden blond hair and cold eyes, as well as Noah’s uncle, who was nearly a hundred years old.

The white-haired, cane-leaning uncle might only be a high-level Transmutation Extraordinary Exponent, but he was the palace steward, the chief steward of the Adley Royal Family, and his words always carried great weight.

The palace steward slowly said, “Prince Konrad, welcome and thank you deeply for Carnia’s assistance.”

Prince Konrad suddenly scoffed and said, “Aren’t you all a bit too incompetent?”

Facing these words, King Noah remained indifferent, while the old man’s face instantly changed.

“Please show some respect towards our emperor, Prince Konrad! Do not presume this is still Carnia!”

Prince Konrad looked at the new King of Cyart, Noah, and said calmly,

“What exactly about you Cyart people is worthy of our respect? If he were the Emperor of the Seven Stars, I would kneel and kiss his boots, begging for forgiveness. But clearly, the king of the Cyart people does not deserve such respect from me.”

He did not hide his anger as he spoke,

“You lost that most important battle puppet, which belongs to the people of the Seven Suns Empire, and Carnia will have to pay a huge price if it isn’t returned by the lease deadline!”

For the people of Carnia, the Seven Stars Empire was indeed an untouchable backbone that they had to retrieve the undersea battle puppet by any means necessary!

Noah said indifferently, “Konrad, you are not a prince of the Seven Stars either, do not overstep. Remember, we and Carnia are equals.”

A terrifying aura suddenly enveloped Konrad, causing him to be stunned for a long time as he gazed at the new king of Cyart.

Had he already advanced to a mid-level Monarch?

Prince Konrad frowned and took a deep breath, “Are you really cooperating with the Words of Tranquility?”

Noah shook his head in denial, “Of course not.”

Prince Konrad nodded lightly and continued to ask, “Alright, another question, do you know why those lightning strikes occurred? They were even able to destroy such a strong battle puppet.”

“I do not know.”

Noah analyzed calmly, “But it was capable of penetrating the defense of a Calamity-class war machine, so it’s likely from a high-level Monarch hiding within the clouds at the time.”

Prince Konrad tightly furrowed his brows, puzzled, “But among the high-level Monarch Extraordinary Exponents in the eastern part of the Ouden Continent, there have always been few, who could it be?”

High-level Monarch top fighters were even rare in Lorne and Seven Stars, indeed each of them could change the current situation.

The people in the room sat in a circle, the air heavy and suffocating; the face of Prince Konrad was filled with worry, his brows tightly knitted and his eyes deeply contemplative.

The palace steward’s lips were tightly pursed, and it seemed even his breathing became exceptionally heavy; his gaze occasionally met with that of Prince Konrad, only to quickly shift away, as if seeking answers yet fearing to see the same confusion and anxiety in the other’s eyes.

The room was pervaded with an oppressive atmosphere, yet Noah looked as composed as ever.

Night fell, and the party outside gradually reached its peak, with people dancing elegantly to the music, thoroughly enjoying the delightful evening.

In the interplay of shadows and lights at the party, Chris was like a leopard lurking in the dark, calm and deadly.

Through his extraordinary power, he easily altered his appearance, dressed in a proper evening suit, adorned with exquisite accessories, perfectly blending into the apparently calm but turbulent party.

Chris’s gaze was deep and sharp, occasionally sweeping over the surrounding crowd, searching for his target this time.</p>

This assassination was highly risky, but the profits if successful would be even greater.

His fingers gently stroked the sharp dagger hidden in his sleeve cuff, the emotions in his eyes increasingly fading until his heart had completely turned cold and ruthless.