Chapter 1397: Chapter 429 What Exactly is the God-Sealing Jar_2 Chapter 1397: Chapter 429 What Exactly is the God-Sealing Jar_2 If he could reap the benefits alone, even without the recognition from the Great Priest lineage, he would have accepted it.
However, upon seeing a sister of the sa Augustus Bloodline appear in the Imperial City, Arthur sensed a great looming crisis.
Although he was the king, he didn’t want to admit that soone more in line with the ancestral teachings was suited to the throne.
But he knew better than anyone that Camilla, who had rged with the “White Queen” Demon Mark, possessed a stronger Royal Destiny than he did.
That ant, what he could obtain in the Imperial Capital Behemoth, she could too.
Even more so!
This was sothing Arthur could not tolerate.
For the throne, there could only be one.
As the king, everything should belong to him!
At that mont, his Killing Intention was unmistakable.
Bun-Haired Miss next to Leonard Churchill slightly pursed her lips, clearly disliking this arrogant hostility.
Camilla, however, remained expressionless, her aura growing increasingly colder.
Her mother had died in a sche by Arthur and Queen Catherine, and she herself had survived several assassination attempts… this enmity was incomprehensible.
It was almost a fight to the death.
The atmosphere intensified in the mont their gazes t.
Fighting was not an option, and after taking it all in, Leonard found the situation rather dull.
But monts later, he chuckled lightly, completely disregarding the people opposite him, breaking the standoff: “Let’s go, let’s check out so other shops.”
Tracy Garcia, who had long wanted to escape this awkward situation, took his arm: “Sure.”
Camilla, hearing this, said nothing but followed Leonard away.
Their dismissive attitude darkened Arthur’s face further.
While commoners might spit at their enemies, kings could not.
Those who dared to offend him like that couldn’t live.
Yet here were three, all alive and well.
Watching them leave, Arthur’s eyes twitched with rage, and he said in a low voice, “Inform our n outside, once they go out, have the Holy Church’s experts intercept and kill them!”
Hogan responded, “Yes, Your Majesty!”
anwhile, on the other side.
As Leonard switched shops, although he hadn’t heard what the others were saying, he chuckled and murmured, “Hehe, things are heating up.”
A Tyrant, after all, wouldn’t hold back his temper—that’s just not in the nature of a Tyrant.
His murderous intent was expected.
As Leonard encountered these people, an excellent plan suddenly ford in his mind.
Those from the Orlan Royal Court dared to co into the Alternate Dinsion, but probably wouldn’t dare show themselves outside.
Yet they surely didn’t want Leonard and his companions to leave alive.
Hence, assassination had to be carried out by soone from the Holy Church.
Conveniently, the leader of the Dragon Army, Griffith, had recovered from his injuries and was looking to challenge the Holy Church’s Red Robed Archbishop.
The opportunity to lure the enemy had not arisen until now.
Now, it seed there was one.
….
Whether it really triggered so city defense rule or the Spatial Will did not allow this kind of “unearned” sweeping, it remained unclear.
Nevertheless, it wasn’t long before a group of city defense guards, citing their special identities, escorted them back to the post station.
Unable to shop anymore, Leonard and his companions could only wait.
But the haul had already been plenty, their Storage Space now filled with nurous outputs unique to the Alternate Dinsion.
In the post station, Leonard and his comrades each engaged in their routine training and study.
Having just acquired so much information, including many lost spells and secret skills, Leonard eagerly began to go through them.
Hours passed unnoticed when suddenly, the city was abuzz.
Listening to the excited chatter of residents on the streets, Leonard roughly understood that a battle outside the city had ended.
The King had personally led the fight, and the Taron side had erged completely victorious, even successfully sealing an Outer God.
Laughing to himself, Leonard mused about war propaganda…
The Mad King had simply stord out of the city to vent, which had turned into a heroic surprise attack on the Rebels.
But it was good news nonetheless.
At least they had won; there was no risk of the city being breached, so Leonard and his companions didn’t worry about having to settle and leave prematurely.
The three of them waited in their room at the post station when suddenly, without warning, a Nine-pointed Star Array lit up.
Leonard recognized the array and Curse – it was Spirit Communication.
Looking again, a beautiful woman clad in a court robe stepped out from the Magic Array.
It was the Taron Grand Priest, Elder Garcia, whom they had seen before.
This Elder Garcia treated Spirit Communication Skill as though it were a thod of Void Displacent.
Elder Garcia looked a little tired, obviously just back from the battlefield, and was not without her wear.
She looked at Leonard and his companions, then her gaze settled on Tracy Garcia.
This bloodline connection dissipated any strangeness imdiately.
Bun-Haired Miss respectfully greeted, “Ancestor.”
Elder Garcia smiled gently, reaching out to touch Tracy’s forehead, “What a lovely girl.”
This contact felt as if two civilizations separated by three thousand years had touched.
Then, she turned to Camilla, as if rembering sothing, and said, “The ‘White Queen’… You managed to rge with this Mark, a very special Destiny indeed. I said it shouldn’t be his. Soone claiming inheritance from the King of Augustus ca before but didn’t show our Garcia family’s token, so I didn’t pay much attention.”
Palace coups were not uncommon in Taron’s history.
From the first glance at Camilla, she had guessed what had happened.
Camilla also nodded, respectfully greeting, “Greetings, Elder Garcia.”
All three understood it seed Arthur had already approached this elder.
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