343. Activation

Going back a little bit in time.

In the Northern Territory, at a military camp.

"Her Queen is truly..."

Shackle looked at the letter the Raven had delivered in his hand and rubbed his temples. "Too hasty... still just a child."

"In reality, even if our army of several thousand reaches the outskirts of Dragon City, we might not be allowed to enter, so it's essentially the same..."

Silver Eye, standing beside him, said, "If the Duke of Black Castle is truly loyal, then there's nothing more to say. If he harbors ulterior motives, then we can only hope that some of our arrangements will work..."

"It's unbelievable... that group of southerners would actually Dominator the future kingdom."

Shackle sighed.

When the situation escalated to the point where the strongest forces in the North, the Royal Family, and the West were mutually attrition, and the Southern Duke had annexed the East Sea Fleet, everything was already a foregone conclusion.

Given the tacit understanding among the various nobles on this continent, as long as the Duke of Black Castle shows enough tolerance, even if he merely elevates the Queen to a puppet position and acknowledges the ownership of the fiefdoms by the various nobles, he can easily take over the highest power in the country.

The armed conflict has come to an end; what remains is merely a power struggle within the court and a redistribution of power.

Everyone believed that the Duke of Black Castle would not act irrationally or disregard the bigger picture.

But things often happen in unexpected ways!

Puff!

A black line emerged from the ground and passed through Shackle's body.

"I... hehe..."

Shackle collapsed to the ground, black blood spilling from his mouth, and died just like that.

"Um?"

A silver ring composed of mysterious symbols appeared in his Silver Eye. He retreated rapidly, a layer of mercury armor now covering his body. "Get out here...!"

Sizzle!

Silver arrows landed on Shackle's corpse, turning into liquid metal that flowed into the wounds, forcing out a small black snake.

Hiss!

This little snake is incredibly fast; it moves like a streak of Black Light!

It suddenly sprang backward and landed on the earlobe of a bald man who had entered the tent, turning into a piece of jewelry.

"It's you... Lucas the Black Snake of the Black Ring School?"

Silver Eye' expression grew even more wary. "Is Eamon preparing for war with the West Territory?"

"It's not about the West Territory, it's just about the Arrogant School!"

Lucas chuckled, "Otherwise, why do you think the military camp outside is so quiet? Because they're loyal to Duke Bard!"

"Mr. Lucas, please act quickly!"

An old man carrying books appeared beside Lucas: "Our men have already taken down Shackle's confidants, and controlling the entire camp is no problem. We will also honor our agreement and form an alliance with Blackburg afterwards."

Faced with the choice between family and power, the young duke ultimately made his own choice!

Silver Eye paused, realizing that he had underestimated the Grand Duke of the West Territory and this scholar.

These two are overshadowed by the Queen and Shackle, and usually keep a low profile, but no one can deny Bard's monarchical power over the West Territory!

Shackle's close relationship with Messiah has completely threatened the young duke's position.

After Eamon sent his messenger, he agreed to the proposal almost without much consideration!

"Heh heh... Last time, it was your sect leader who saved you. Now, I'd like to see who can save you now?"

Lucas licked his lips, a glint of madness in his eyes.

"Call..."

At this point, saying anything is useless.

Silver Eye took a deep breath, and one after another, the Arrogant Rune on his body lit up.

Lordship Territory.

"Do it!"

With Laf and Yorn's uprising, a rebellion immediately ensued.

"Why?"

Runes lit up one after another on Ham's body; this was the tattooing technique he had learned from Silver Eye.

It was through this technique, along with some guidance from Sulu and diligent practice, that he reached the level of the Arrogant Wizard's ' Chanter,' which is the second tier!

Furthermore, Laf and Yorn did not want to kill him, but rather to capture him alive, which is why he was not taken down at the beginning.

Even so, the situation is far from good.

The entire territory seemed to have been infiltrated. At Laf and Yorn's command, those still loyal to Ham were imprisoned or killed, leaving only Ham to resist.

"Why? Because it is Grand Duke Eamon's order!"

Laf sneered and took a step closer, "If we succeed, we can become hereditary nobles. This is our dream, haven't you forgotten?"

"Dream?"

Ham gave a wry smile, glanced at the silent Yorn, and his voice turned somber. "So, you've chosen to become traitors, betraying the school, betraying your mentors?"

"Come on, that guy only sees you as a student, so what are we?"

Laf seemed to want to vent all his frustrations.

Immediately, his roar was laced with terrifyingly Words of Arrogance.

After being 'trained' by Duke Eamon and equipped with a Curio, Laf's strength is now considerable!

"So, in the end, they've broken up?"

Ham felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and with a complex look of worry, he gazed toward Dragon City.

It's certain that it has become a trap!

'I hope my mentor is alright!'

The next moment, enormous flames appeared around him.

Dragon City.

Royal Palace, Square.

They were surrounded by a dense array of Soldier, led by powerful knights.

Duke of Black Castle Eamon of Blackburg stood at the head of the procession, giving Messiah a slight bow. "Welcome, Your Queen!"

"Thank you for everything you have done for this country, Grand Duke Eamon!"

Messiah seemed oblivious to the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, making an elegant, dizzy gesture. "I'm just very tired from the journey, may I rest for a while?"

"Of course, Your Majesty, please go and rest well with your maid."

Eamon smiled and stepped aside, "But Sir Sulu Potter, please stay."

"No!"

Messiah immediately refused, his expression agitated, and he transformed back into a little lion.

"It's alright, you can go down now, Messiah."

Sulu smiled, dismissed Messiah and the knights, and gazed at the square.

"Hmm, thousands of Soldier, a large number of knights... and you, Edward?"

"Sir Potter!"

Edward stepped forward, his fighting spirit now completely golden. "Last time, I accepted my defeat wholeheartedly, but this time, I still challenge you."

"A Gold Knight, working with the Wizard King, are they trying to kill me here?"

Sulu looked at Grand Duke Eamon he had never met before, and asked, "Why is this?"

"Of course, it's because our existence is too unfair..."

Eamon sighed, "And you have no scruples, you're not bound by the rules... The assassination attempt on Gran is proof of that. Someone like you is a threat to the continent!"

"Ha ha..."

Sulu laughed loudly, "What a joke. What I've done is far less than what you've done."

His face turned cold. "Fine... very well, it seems we have to have a big battle today?"