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WHAZOOM!
A phenonon unlike any other materialized in the skies above the massive Doxing Mansion, as sothing beyond splendorous shattered the gap between the void. It caused dark purple sparks to shoot out into the violent winds.
"!!!" "!!!" "!!!"
The strongest of the nobles gathered inside the mansion were imdiately alerted by this grand, majestical aura. Even though they possessed no cultivation bases, they could feel the fluctuations in the very essence of the world from many miles away!
"Who the hell is that!?" A Count exclaid, his astonished figure standing outside the mansion's doors, looking up at sothing that could only be described as otherworldly.
"To have a ship so large and dazzling… Just which household does he co from…?" Marquis Bing inquired with a look of disbelief etched across his horse-shaped face.
As a multitude of nobles chatted among themselves while staring at the hull of a Star Stone adorned Star Ship, a bulky, stone-faced man wearing clothing befitting of a Duke pushed away the crowd of people at his doorsteps.
"Move out of the way for the Duke!" Soone among the crowd announced. Everyone else quickly dashed away from the centerline.
"Did he co for my daughter's birthday party…? That bastard…" Duke Doxing muttered to himself with an expression that was becoming increasingly reddened.
He had only invited that stupid Marquis Amonroth because it would be rude to ignore an up-and-coming rising Marquis as rich as he was. But never in the Duke's wildest imagination would he have expected the man rumored to be 'The most handso in the Azura Kingdom' to co to his daughter's birthday party!
I cannot allow my beloved daughter to catch a glimpse of…
His thoughts paused for a mont as he tried to find the man in question. But they resud in vehent annoyance the mont he saw the godlike crimson-haired man standing atop his ship's bow like a divine deity who ca down from the Heavens to grace the common folk!
Never in my lifeti will I allow my precious daughter's to fall into the grubby clutches of this bastard!!
Duke Doxing practically fud from the top, as all the surrounding nobles could visibly see the fury waves emitting from his stalwart figure.
While the nobles were distracted by the livid deanor of the highest-ranked among them, the dragon-thed ship of Marquis Amonroth touched land with the grassy fields. These fields served as the landing area for the various nobles.
After which, a man of unparalleled beauty leaped off the tip of his ship's bow with both his arms crossed behind his back.
"I see that you all are doing quite well," he remarked while passing all the Nobles who used to be of a higher rank than him.
However, over the course of half a century, many things could change, and with Azmodeus's borderline psychopathic tactics, nothing was impossible.
Add in a few 'unorthadox' tactics, and a once thought to be insane task was made possible...
"!!!" "!!!" "!!!"
Everyone stared at the beautiful man leisurely strolling past them with their mouths agape.
Not even a few dozen years ago, this man was nothing more than a Baron with far above average looks. But upon looking at the golden dragon emblem embroidered on his slick red suit, they all realized that he had beco a Marquis!
"How was I unaware of this!? A Baron becoming a Marquis in 50 years!? And so young as well!"
"Impossible! There is absolutely no way that soone could skyrocket straight from a newly dubbed Baron to a Marquis only using 'Slayer Achievents' within 50 years!"
"I must surely be dreaming… There was even a ti that I insulted Amonroth at a gathering in my Count Mansion…"
Many people had varying reactions as they watched the Marquis walk past them like they didn't exist. However, the consensus among them was that it was absolutely impossible for Amonroth to beco a Marquis!
But when the elephant in the room reached the higher-ranking Marquis's, their doubtful thoughts were dashed away in an instant…
"It's so very nice to et you after your private coronation ceremony in the King's Castle, Marquis Amonroth!"
"!!!" "!!!"
The friendly, boisterous voice of Marquis Danish took all the Counts, Barons, and Baronesses out of their stupors as they collectively shot their heads in the direction of a tall man.
This man had his black hair tied into a bun and his attire suiting the one titled the 'General of the Northern Straights'—soone who was predicted to have killed more n than seconds that one had in a lifeti.
"It is very nice to et you as well, Marquis Danish." Azmodeus gave a cordial nod before his crimson eyes caught sight of a rather corpulent Marquis toward the back of the group. "I see you are doing quite well for yourself, Marquis Marco."
An imperceptible smirk erged on his chiseled features as he looked toward a middle-aged man with a belly rounder than a dumpling—a man who was one of the pri reasons why he wasn't able to beco a Marquis sooner.
"!!!" Marquis Marco started profusely sweating as his absurd amount of jewelry jingled a little before he responded, "Y-Yes, I was doing alright… But that 'alright' beca amazing the mont you showed up, Marquis Amonroth!"
Azmodeus observed the sweating pig for a few monts before eventually losing interest as he shook hands with the rough palms of Marquis Danish.
After which, he spoke to a few more of the Marquis's before ultimately finding himself face-to-face with the smiling expression of Duke Doxing.
"It truly is my utmost honor to et the one rumored to be the worst terror that the Vermillion Phoenix Providence has ever known. All of us have heard of the one who fought alongside Marquis Danish at the Battle of Riverpass Edge."
The Duke's words ca out with twitching eyelids. He hated that Marquis Amonroth was even more handso in person!
This bastard must never be allowed to go near my daughters!! Never ever ever!!!
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