A chaotic stench, accompanied by a raging blizzard, swept rapidly across the gloomy sky, billowing for thousands of meters.
Viktor remained expressionless, silently feeling the chaotic swirling snow.
The elves, huddled behind Victor, narrowed their eyes, as if they could see those auras surging towards them like waves.
The space was filled with thick, sticky ink, which transformed into frenzied demons crawling across the sky and the earth.
However, these auras seemed to have no effect on them.
They could only stare blankly as the aura gradually drifted past their eyes.
With a twist of its body, the small demons completely disintegrated and were sucked into the bodies of the human nobles as if they were air.
The second prince spoke coldly to Victor:
"Why don't you go and see for yourself the ugly state of those guys?"
Viktor did not react upon hearing this.
The knights, however, couldn't help but turn around and look behind them.
The nobles who had inhaled the evil aura huddled on the ground in agony.
They clutched their chests tightly with both hands, their eyes bloodshot.
Soon, the nobles' mouths curled up in wild smiles, almost twisting to their ears.
Saliva uncontrollably dribbled from the corners of his mouth as he went into a frenzy and completely lost consciousness.
At this moment, the second prince took out several bright, gleaming gold coins from his pocket and tossed them down in perfect cooperation.
Ding-dong—
Several gold coins fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The nobles felt all sounds abruptly cease, with only the crisp sound of gold coins exploding in their ears like bombs.
They were all on all fours, their former elegance completely gone.
They crawled toward the gold coins like ferocious wild beasts.
"Gio, the money!"
"That's mine! Mine!"
"None of you should take it!"
The nobles went berserk, scrambling to grab the loot and even fighting amongst themselves.
They were in complete chaos over a few gold coins that they could normally earn.
The chaos of the scene touched the depths of the knights' hearts, as if the high walls within them had completely collapsed.
As knights, they are instilled from a young age with the idea that they should dedicate themselves to protecting the people and the nobles.
But now, they suddenly realized that what they had been protecting were actually a bunch of beasts who were only influenced by their desires.
The swords in their hands were once a symbol of their glory.
But at this moment, it became unusually heavy.
However, the effects of this greed did not reach everyone.
The knights looked around and noticed that the elves showed no reaction to the gold coins.
And then there's Miss Lia, who is the only human besides the knight who was unaffected.
She was completely different from those nobles.
Although she was also a merchant, she did not fight tooth and nail over a few gold coins like those nobles.
At that moment, a tall and imposing figure emerged from the ruins of the banquet hall.
He clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile:
"They simply amplified their greed tenfold, yet the result has become so ugly."
Lipoult opened his eyes, and golden quicksand swirled rapidly beneath those noble and mysterious gazes.
Under his gaze, it seemed that no nobleman influenced by desire would have nowhere to hide.
Then he noticed Lia, who remained unmoved in the crowd.
It's understandable that elves are unaffected by greed, given their secluded lives and lack of worldly desires.
The Knights remained calm, which was expected.
After all, becoming a knight means having unwavering faith and noble character.
The Imperial Royal Knights, in particular, require rigorous selection processes.
But Lia, just an ordinary human, is immune to the corruption of greed.
This surprised Ripoulter.
Is it because you don't like money?
Or is there something more important than money that could arouse her greed?
Only Lia herself knows the answer.
She stood in the crowd, watching the ugly spectacle of the nobles scrambling for gold coins, a hint of disdain on her face.
To say she doesn't like money? That's definitely a lie.
However, compared to this amount of money... she thought about it for a moment.
If she were to transform into those nobles and rush forward, making a fool of herself in front of so many people and elves, that would be a huge embarrassment.
Gwen, Cocoy, and Victor are all here watching.
She didn't want to go up there and embarrass herself.
Ultimately, it was his own self-restraint and dignity that triumphed over this desire that had grown many times over.
And to be honest...
She started earning money for Victor from the very beginning.
Victor is not short of money now, and she has no need to tarnish the reputation of the Clavenna family for a few gold coins.
Suddenly, Lia felt a gaze leave her.
She looked up and followed the source of the disappearance, only to see Riboot's golden eyes casually shifting away from her.
Lipoultry turned his head and looked at Victor:
"Now do you understand? Just a few gold coins are enough to make them fight tooth and nail."
"Given the chance, they'll only be more insane than I am..."
Have you said enough?
As soon as he finished speaking, Lipoulter's elegant and composed smile stiffened slightly.
Victor lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the demon, and gradually settled on Riboot.
boom--
Waves of air suddenly appeared in the air, tearing apart the stuffy, greasy space as if they were a thunderous roar.
Several giant, azure-blue magic arrays were interconnected and twisted together like gears.
A dazzling azure light poured out from behind Viktor.
Countless patterns transformed into long, living snakes that swiftly darted around the formation.
Countless scattered runes were tightly embedded on the edge of the formation.
"If you've said enough, then get lost."
"If you get blown up, I'm not responsible."
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