Chapter 1474: Chapter 433: Old Acquaintances
Shortly after, the opulent hall doors, adorned with copper trim, were pushed open by the Beamon guards, and Fat Luo led Prince Similian and a dozen accompanying warriors to stride in.
The rmaid Prince’s posture was as straight as a lance, his eyes filled with the arrogance and superiority unique to conquerors.
Richard half-sat on the luxurious seat, a lit cigar clenched in his mouth, eyeing his great-uncle from the corners of his eyes. On either side of him, two Dunhuang nude figures stood, with Elise diligently kneading his shoulders.
Separated for over half a year, Prince Similian had matured, now sporting a thick and elegant beard that added a worldly weariness to his distinguished deanor—a weariness seemingly designed to deceive young won into believing it was a pretense of depth.
Richard enjoyed playing this ga too, but the endless warfare and killing had branded him, leaving behind nothing but fierce authority. Ti and experiences had been like great waves that washed away all unnecessary impurities from his being.
Upon seeing Richard, Prince Similian, who had walked in so briskly, suddenly beca rigid in his pace.
The Feilengcui Lord was no longer the Feilengcui Lord of the past; whether in appearance, deanor, or even his left arm, everything had undergone an earth-shaking transformation.
The power to look down upon the world had quietly transford this utterly naïve youngster into a supre warrior who could disdain the world.
“You are… Richard?” Prince Similian squinted his eyes, barely able to believe as he scrutinized the Feilengcui Lord sitting upon the throne.
It was him! Even without waiting for Piegel to respond in person, Prince Similian was certain!
Yes, Piegel’s once unspeakably ugly face had changed, his left arm was intact, and his eyes shimred with a strange silver cross starlight, but his gaze, Prince Similian would never forget until his dying breath!
It was a cot that sliced through the night sky, capable of illuminating the waning night!
It was an aurora, lonely and unyielding, blooming only for the sake of an eternal instant!
Previously, this gaze was rely a sharp knife, but today this knife had been tempered and reforged, even more intimidating to the onlooker!
“Yes, it’s .” Richard smiled nonchalantly, patted the tender hand that was massaging his shoulders, straightened his back, and gestured for the prince to take a seat.
After sitting down, Prince Similian took his ti to size up Richard thoroughly.
Richard was also looking at him, and neither man spoke a word.
The attire of the rmaid Prince had changed; he used to wear bright red lobster shell armor, but today he donned a fine Iron Armor set adorned with Night Pearls and gems, and the edges trimd with gold sand coral.
“Richard, long ti no see, you’ve beco quite handso.” Prince Similian, made uncomfortable by the way Richard stared, let out a laugh, striking a aningless small talk.
“Similian, you have an eye keen enough to spot pearls in the Desert! Sorry for being late; I had to run so errands. I hope you don’t mind the late reception,” Richard said as he took out flint to light the cigar in his mouth, exhaling a stream of smoke mingled with the cool scent of Snow Lotus, “May I ask, what exactly brings you here this ti?”
“Didn’t I already tell your chief elder? Why ask sothing you already know?” Prince Similian said with a light smile, glancing around the spacious hall filled with a dense array of silent and resolute Bimon warriors, all uniformly towering and strong.
“Freshwater rmaids?” Prince Similian’s gaze lingered on the several freshwater rmaids, sensing the familiar Water Elent almost imdiately.
“Correct!” Richard chuckled.
“Your strength isn’t too bad! It’s only been half a year, and you’ve grown so quickly?”
“diocre at best! Big nephew, aren’t you afraid I’ll slaughter you in a fit of rage for daring to co to Feilengcui?”
“If you lacked even that bit of generosity, would you really be worthy of my sister?” Prince Similian laughed heartily.
“I’m impressed you still rember Avril. In light of your comnt, my heart has indeed softened this instant; otherwise, I really might have contemplated slaughtering you,” Richard spoke truthfully.
“These n under your command are enough for that? But then again, such strong Giants are indeed rare!” Similian clicked his tongue in admiration, his glance shifting to the grotesquely tattooed stout giants surrounding them who, despite their size, could not compare to his own Banilou guards.
“You flatter , these warriors can only be considered as militia!” Richard humbly replied.
“How many Giants like this do you have? Do you have five hundred?” Prince Similian gave a gentlemanly nod to the Maid who handed him a cup of tea, fixing Richard with a steady gaze: “Richard, all of Seia Empire’s Banilou Warriors are royal attendants, and if totaled, the mature Orca warriors would amount to roughly that number as well!”
“What’s that got to do with ?”
“This ti, the Ares Ocean Kingdom will join forces with us to campaign against Aegean; once all border forces are combined, we will have thirty thousand Storm Splitter sorcerers at our disposal! I hope, with this number, you’ll drop your arrogance and pretense,” said the rmaid Prince casually, his smile confident, urging Richard for a decision, “Decide quickly! You know why I’m here!”
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