After hearing the full story, Prince Carter instantly flew into a rage.
Especially when he learned that Jonathan had used Purple River Fort as a bargaining chip to secure the Triune Church's intervention, he could not stop himself from cursing furiously.
Setting aside the influence of the [Rose Mark], what Prince Carter cared about most was fame, profit, and status.
In his heart, he had long regarded the great cities under the Duke's command as his own King's Land.
Although he could maintain his respect for Jonathan most of the time, whenever territory was involved, he could no longer suppress the rage in his heart.
On top of that, Jonathan's act of having the Triune Church forcibly take him away had triggered the [Rose Mark], making it even harder for Prince Carter to control his emotions.
No one dared respond to such treasonous words.
Kaji Mizte lowered his head in silence.
Zong Shen stood nearby, practically fading into the background.
Even Little Blackie, who had arrived at the prince's side earlier and was currently slinging an arm around his shoulders, quietly withdrew the hand resting on his shoulder.
Everyone knew that the prince's state of mind was far from normal.
The private room was silent as a grave. Only Carter, his face flushed red with fury, was breathing heavily.
"No!"
"I absolutely cannot leave Lentax Great City!"
"Purple River Fort is mine! No one can trade it to those damned heretical churches!"
Bloodshot veins appeared in Prince Carter's eyes as he roared in fury.
Fortunately, the private room was well soundproofed, and the commotion inside would not be noticed outside.
Otherwise, if these words got out, they would soon become a scandal.
And under the spread of those exceptionally gossipy traveling merchants, it would quickly sweep across the entire continent.