1363 Sacrifice to the Sword Part 2 (2/2)

That teleportation needed the power of the God's Ring to initiate it back then.

That power came not from Sreeger Island mages but from Lex. If Lex was unwilling to help, the connection between Metatrin City and that interdimensional space would have been severed once that teleportation portal was broken.

”Who's in charge of Metatrin City now?”

”The mages. As for administration duties, we have called Grand Duke Renee back.”

Saleen thought for a moment before saying to Rafel, ”Wait here. I'll go get someone.” Saleen pivoted and headed back to the Floating City through the teleportation portal.

He brought back Daniel and the Winged Skull and left the others to Nailisi.

Daniel was well-versed in administration. Nothing would have turned into a mess for the time being with him taking care of Metatrin City.

A death mage's ability to monitor things far exceeded that of elemental mages unless they were like Saleen, who possessed a huge number of lightning warriors and star figures.

Saleen had Daniel look for Renee first. He specifically told him not to be too pushy. As for things in the temple, he left that to the Winged Skull.

Saleen could rest easy with those two around.

He then asked that mage, ”Did anything happen to Metatrin City?”

”An emissary from Holy Rock City came and was waiting for you in the palace.”

”The palace?” Saleen frowned. He was already married and the palace should not have been a place that just anyone could stay in. The mages paid no attention to such matters, however, and it wasn't right to berate them for that.

But then again, the same could not be said about that emissary from Holy Rock City. That just went too far.

”Tell the emissary to come to see me. If he refuses, kill him,” Saleen ordered.

”Yes, my lord,” That Sreeger Island mage did not ask about the reasons. It would have sufficed for him to just kill anyone Saleen asked him to. He did not need to know the reasons.

The emissary might have wanted to see Saleen very badly, so when the mage went to look for him, he came immediately to the temple.

Saleen looked at the emissary, a golden grand sword master. He was not that old, maybe a little over 30. He seemed well-equipped but looked too haughty. The arrogance on his face was unmistakable.

The emissary simply folded his hands when he saw Saleen without bothering to even lower his head as he said, ”Congratulations, prince.”

Saleen didn't respond to his greeting and immediately asked, ”Why are you staying in my palace?”

Puzzled, the emissary responded angrily, ”I'm an emissary from the Qin Empire. You might be a prince and this might be your country, but that doesn't give you the right to be rude!”

”I'm being rude?” Saleen chuckled and the hovering ring behind him appeared all of a sudden. A specter shot out from the ring and brought a sword down onto the golden grand sword master's head.

His crown was unable to block that weapon spirit's sword.

The attack split the emissary's head in half while keeping most of his neck intact. His blood and brains were all absorbed by the sword. After the weapon spirit finished killing its target, it flew back into the black ring that slowly disappeared as it was concealed again.

Saleen had no time to waste with people like that. Even at this juncture, that person actually thought Saleen's status and title were given by someone else. That guy must have had a death wish for daring to talk like that in front of a level-11 mage like Saleen.

Even though Saleen had his own nation that he needed to be concerned about, that did not mean he would allow someone like that to have his own way.

It seemed that the powers of Myers Mainland were severely loosened at that point: it wouldn't be long before he advanced again. That was because it had been much harder for silver grand sword masters to advance than mages.

Yet, a nobody emissary like him had been able to become a golden grand sword master.

That mage was dumbfounded to see Saleen kill that emissary. It wasn't because Saleen had killed someone. That emissary had been arrogant and even he would have considered killing him.

Saleen did not ask for that level-10 mage to run any more errands for him. He instead summoned a supreme demon and said, ”Go to my palace and slaughter every single one of the emissaries from Holy Rock City except one. Let the lone survivor bring the bodies of the others back home with him. Give him a large carriage, cut up the bodies and put them into a space box. Don't waste too much of my equipment.”

Saleen felt easier having that supreme demon get the job done.

That might not have been Lex's idea, but if Lex wanted to say anything, she could have easily come through the teleportation portal herself. Sending emissaries meant that there had been some problems with Golden Plains.

Lex probably didn't want to have a falling out with Golden Plains, so she had Saleen do it.

Saleen did not concern himself too much with Arbola. Falling out was hardly difficult for him. Backing Lex to ascend the throne did not mean she could have made Lex a puppet of Golden Plains.

The emissary was unlucky. Saleen's secret arts demanded that a finished weapon have some kind of sacrifice to initiate them.

It was said to be a tradition called ”sacrificing to the sword.”

After advancing to level-11, Saleen felt that his thoughts had never been clearer. Lex had done nothing, yet he could already tell how things were going at Holy Rock City.

She still needed her own power to keep the throne. Borrowing powers from outside wasn't such a bad idea after all.

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