Thinking of all this, then looking down at his body, now withered and aged, Fisher Doge could not help throwing back his head and letting out a long howl.
What neither of them knew, however, was that Samlet had learned the truth years ago.
That time, in the City of Sin, Samlet had lost by a hair's breadth and nearly died. He had also come close to killing Smog.
Now that they had reached the Present World, one of Samlet's chief reasons for coming to the Grand Council was Smog. Only here would he have a real chance to kill him.
He would cut away the greatest military threat to Chen Cheng, who had already seized the entire Northern Frontier.
Samlet had told no one about this, not even after Chen Cheng told him he had ascended to godhood. He could not let Chen Cheng take that risk.
In the Como Royal Capital, Samlet led Chen Cheng, Wisdom Shield, and the others to the tavern the Sixth Prince, Bulos, often visited.
As soon as the bartender saw Samlet, he stepped forward and said:
"Lord Sam, His Highness is waiting for you in the private room."
Samlet merely grunted, then nodded to Chen Cheng and Wisdom Shield.
"Wait here a moment."
When Samlet entered the private room, Bulos immediately rose to greet him.
"Sam, you're here. Come, take a seat."
Bulos was not alone in the room. Several other men and women were there, each with a different manner and temperament. Judging by the auras they made no effort to conceal, they were clearly the prodigies the Kingdom of Como had kept hidden for so long before the Grand Council Tournament.
"No need, Your Highness. I've done what you asked. I've brought the princes of the Hazy Kingdom and the Kingdom