boom--!
Dust rose and snow danced in the wind.
Beneath the shattered sky, tiny ice crystals still drifted.
But apart from the howling wind and the sound of sand and gravel hitting each other, there was complete silence.
The light had dissipated, leaving only faint glimmers in the air as they slowly faded away.
The star-filled sky reappeared, and the once thick, inky clouds had been completely dispelled.
A huge red hole appeared on the body of the demon standing in front of the banquet hall.
Through this hole, you can even see the dilapidated golden banquet hall behind it.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
The nobles slowly rose from the dust and brushed the dust off their bodies.
Looking down, I was surprised to find myself covered in mud and black footprints.
The nobles were furious and began blaming each other:
"Which bastard dared to kick me twice?"
"These clothes were personally made by the best fashion designer in the capital. Can you afford to pay for them?"
"You bastard! You bastard! Show yourself if you dare!"
But when they all looked down, they found several Geo scattered on the ground.
call!
etc!
At that moment, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their bodies stiffened.
They all remembered.
Just now, for some unknown reason, they fought for so long over just a few gold coins.
Were those the people from just now?
Realizing they had lost face so badly during the banquet, the nobles all fell silent.
He dared not utter another word.
Not far away, the eldest prince watched the demon amidst the swirling snow and swirling dust, and coughed softly a few times.
Is it over?
The nobles seemed to have returned to normal, and everything appeared to have calmed down.
But then, his eyes widened suddenly.
As the intense malevolence gradually enveloped his body, Albany trembled slightly.
He could clearly sense it.
It's not over yet—
Even the nobles raised their heads one by one, gradually looking in the direction where the smoke and dust in the sky were dissipating.
Amidst their shocked and terrified gazes, the craving demon's wrinkled, ink-like body gradually revealed itself.
Just seconds later, black ink rose from the vortex below its pierced and mangled body.
It miraculously filled the void left by its trauma.
The second prince, standing atop the demon's head, burst into laughter at the sight before him.
He was so arrogant that he seemed to regard everyone in front of him as nothing.
“Count Victor, it seems your magic isn’t all that powerful after all.”
The second prince lowered his head, his eyes flashing with an insane glint of madness, and looked at Victor with disdain:
"Do you still naively believe that it is the same demon you defeated before?"
Victor stood expressionless with his hands in his pockets, quietly waiting for the Second Prince's explanation.
He knew that at this point, the other party would definitely feel compelled to explain again.
As expected.
In front of everyone, Owesser jumped down from the head of the Demon of Greed.
He simply stood around Albany, his hands behind his back.
His bloodshot eyes casually surveyed his elder brother, the emperor.
"Do you know, Your Majesty?"
"I want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to make a deal with my uncle."
Upon hearing this, the eldest prince's eyes widened suddenly.
“I still remember the few things you said to me back then.”
Owesser took a deep breath, as if enjoying the attention he was receiving.
He raised his head, his gaze arrogant as he looked at Albany, and his angry voice rang out:
"It's all because of you, Albany!"
"It was you who made me make up my mind. It was your attitude that made me tear open the crack in the South!"
The roars caused Albany to lose consciousness and silenced countless nobles present.
Finally, Owesser gradually recovered, and he elegantly straightened his collar, his voice calm.
"The monster tide in the south is not because of anyone else, but only because of you."
"You cannot guarantee the income balance of the southern adventurers by forcibly involving the army in the rift front."
"By doing this, you'll only make those guilds more and more money, while ordinary adventurers, despite their strength, can't even afford a decent meal."
"So how could they not be jealous? How could they not be greedy!"
Owesser grinned, looking at the First Prince who had been rendered speechless, and smiled with pleasure.
"So, I simply amplified their jealousy and greed, and easily stirred up this monster tide."
"I really have to thank you, Your Majesty."
The eldest prince's body began to tremble, while the nobles' eyes kept glancing at Albany and Owesser.
Their eyes gradually filled with boundless despair and loss.
If what the Second Prince said is true, then the First Prince cannot even manage a single city effectively.
Even his achievements were fabricated.
This almost definitively proves that he was a failed prince.
But who else has succeeded?
Compared to the Second Prince's collusion with demons, the First Prince was actually quite decent.
So right now, they can't do anything but feel despair and loss.
but……
Have you said enough?
The moment Viktor's voice rang out abruptly, everyone present couldn't help but look up.
Even Owesser was suddenly stunned, turned his head, and looked at Victor with a puzzled expression.
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