260 Strange Reques (1/2)

Once the suggestion was raised, all eyes fell on the inner disciple, silently urging him to elaborate.

Not expecting such great attention, the inner disciple scratched his head awkwardly. His suggestion was not anything great, given the options they had. It was not a do or die, but more like a do and die suggestion.

”Ahem, we can secretly contact the prince and lay everything on the table. We are no longer part of the Illusory Butterfly Sect, not to mention we have saved and raised the prince in the past. If he learns everything, I'm sure he will be more understanding and permit us citizenship.”

”That is an extremely stupid idea. Don't forget we also selfishly took the prince away from the Queen during his best years of growing up. The prince would spare us, but would the Queen? If we were brave enough help openly back then, perhaps we would not have wasted so many years in hiding.”

The suggestion was immediately rejected. They all knew why they didn't. Exposing themselves openly would have subjected them to being hunted furiously by the Illusory Butterfly Sect.

It was easy to dodge a dagger in the open than a dagger in the dark. Likewise, being in the open was disadvantageous compared to being in the dark, especially when their opponent was the Illusory Butterfly Sect which specializes in disguise and covert killing with poison.

Having grown up in such a sect, they might not necessarily die without knowing why but it would be exhausting to be wary every day. Thus, they had chosen what they believed to be a safer choice.

They had the courage to leave the sect, but chickened out in opposing their ways, ultimately landing themselves in their current awkward predicament.

Fortune favored the bold.

Unfortunately, there was no what if and they could not go back in time to change their choice.

”Then do you have a better suggestion?” The inner disciple argued.

They were at the end of their road. They have nowhere else to hide and run once their hideout was discovered.

Rather than being misunderstood and waiting for their deaths, wasn't it better to be proactive even if it means handing their life to the other party to decide?

They were not the enemy, but they could be seen as the enemy. In the end, it all comes down to one word, trust.

If their words are trusted, they live. If not, they die. It was as simple as that.

No one had an answer when the question was raised, and silence filled the secret chamber with deep frowns and thoughts.

Helen crouched down to face Mia and smiled. ”Mia, do you want to see your big brother Leon again?”

”Yeah!”

The adorable response made Helen rub her cheeks against the little thing.

…

Royal Palace.

Leon sat cross-legged within his bedroom with his eyes closed. Heavy perspiration could be seen on his face as his brows locked together.

Ravenous Black laid beside him as his left arm dripped with glowing blood.

Originally, he thought might be some problems with carving through his skin after it had been tempered by [Black Turtle Heavenly Guard], but his skin was still split apart easily like a hot knife through butter.

One could see that the sharpness of Ravenous Black was unparalleled, designed to be able to carve through anything, and also capable of being a great weapon.

He was in the middle of fusing the liquid energy with his blood before forming the Body Rune in his left arm, which demanded great focus and mental energy. It was both exhausting and enduring.

In a way, the process was like alchemy, except the body was his cauldron, and blood was his fire.

By the time, Leon completed the Body Rune, the sun had already risen high in the sky. The process had taken him an entire night.

After getting a maid to prepare the warm water, Leon took a bath and cleaned himself before taking out a bottle of Golden Ointment to rub the medicine on his left arm to close the wound left behind from last night.

Once he was finished, he was dressed in a set of royal attire and headed out to find his father. He rarely wears his royal attire, but today was a formal occasion.

…

In the king's study, Heinrich was already up early and working through some documents that covered a wide range of subjects and concerns within the kingdom.

Apart from the few documents in Heinrich's hand, there were two tall stacks of similar documents to the side.

Just looking at the stack of documents gave the king a headache, but it cannot be helped. If he did not sort them out, who would?

To ease his workload, he had already begun assigning new ministers and officials to work for him.