The departure of the two Blood Race guests put many people at ease and allowed Tales to breathe a sigh of relief. At least the Kingdom Secret Bureau had not set its sights on those strange beings. Otherwise, "Vampires Attack the Contention Banquet, Empty Palace's Terrifying Massacre"—just hearing that headline was enough to make people frown.
But the problem was...
Tales surveyed the guests from various countries coming and going. The king intended to end Duke Jann's career and destroy the foundations of the Cavendish Family, but Southbank Territory was vast and Emerald City was complicated. What would ruining a banquet accomplish?
Yet this thought did not put him at ease. Instead, it made the Prince even more uneasy.
That was right.
The voice deep in his heart told him that there had to be another method.
The damage it could cause was far beyond anything this banquet could inflict.
"I've heard that Your Highness Tales is wise beyond his years and possessed of an elegant bearing. Seeing you today, I find the rumors were true..."
"Our merchant guild has always cooperated well with our friends in Central Territory. They provide the materials, and we process them. I wonder if Your Highness might be interested..."
"I heard Your Highness came here to seek a good match. How have you been getting along with Miss Hilaire?"
After the host of the banquet, Duke Jann, departed, Tales quickly became the new focus of attention for guests from every side. Those who approached him included envoys from foreign lands, local tycoons and merchants, vassals under Emerald City, and senior officials...
Tales could only pray that Jann would return to the banquet soon. At least the head of the Cavendil Family could draw away most of the attention, while those seeking to approach the