??Chapter 563: Chapter 559 Can’t Afford to Lose This Face
Chapter 563: Chapter 559 Can’t Afford to Lose This Face
“Where’s little Muria? Can anyone of you tell
where he is now?” A stunningly beautiful blonde girl sat on the crystal throne, gazing lazily at the manager of Xena Pus below, her face devoid of any discernible emotion.
“Archmage Atris, young master Muria is not in Xena Pus at the mont. He left us a ssage saying he needed to leave for a while to handle so very important business, without ntioning where he’s going,” Mia stepped forward, answering sowhat nervously.
For Mia, the chief steward of Xena Pus, Muria’s sudden disappearance was sowhat disconcerting. It would be tolerable if the young master didn’t interfere as usual; sufficing by reigning from the throne could have been good, but she didn’t expect Muria to vanish without even giving a hint, leaving only a single ssage.
This distressed Mia greatly. Although she theoretically could intervene and oversee all affairs in Xena Pus, her authority was superficial, with no concrete power. Her rights were bestowed by Muria and if Muria was gone for too long, she might be marginalized, reduced to a re decoration.
After all, she’s rely a Dragonkin, with almost no advantage compared to other leaders in Xena Pus. These individuals indeed pledged their loyalty to Muria, but they would not obey the Chief Steward without Muria’s backing.
“Having to leave for a while?” Atris revealed a charming smile, mischief flickering in her eyes. She turned to Ansol at her side, “What did you say to Muria? Scaring him into leaving this big responsibility behind and taking off?”
“I just inford him.” Ansol furrowed his brow, appearing displeased. “What’s there to dodge in this matter?”
“And what are you planning on doing now?” Atris asked her husband with interest, “If you want to find Muria, I can find him with so ti. After all, I’m his real mother.”
Regarding Muria’s actions, Dragon mother Atris felt that her foolish son was truly silly. She’s a legendary mage and the direct relative of Muria. With his current power, where can he possibly hide from her? Finding him is simply a matter of ti.
“Nevermind, his attitude is already clear. Since he’s unwilling, forcing him is pointless.” Ansol contemplated for a mont, the creases on his forehead slowly faded. He was startled by Muria’s extre reaction.
“Just let him be?” Atris asked with laughter, having clarified her position of refusing to search for Muria. If she were genuinely committed to the idea, she wouldn’t consult with Ansol in the first place.
“Otherwise, should we forcibly drag him back, find him a partner and then what? Even if we subdued him, could we resort to drugging?” Ansol counter-questioned.
“There’s no need for drugs, there are many other ways. I can specifically develop a spell or create a Magic Array for Muria. Even if he’s unwilling, I can force him to give
a lovely granddaughter.” Atris was stroking her chin, speaking enthusiastically. “What do you think? I can start right now on your command.”
“Hmph, I can’t afford to lose such face.” Ansol huffed, “If he remains unwilling, then don’t bla
for gifting him a brother or sister once I attain the body of an Epic.”
“Tsk, pretty confident, aren’t you? But I want to have a daughter. One son is enough.” Atris suggested.
“As you wish.” Ansol glanced at Mia and with a lift of his hand, sent a thunderbolt into the palm of the blonde maid. Seeing Mia’s puzzled expression, he explained:
“This is a ssage imprint. If the egg beneath the castle shows any abnormalities, you can contact
at any ti through it.”
After saying that, the Titan departed by tearing open a space. Seeing her husband’s toughness, Atris couldn’t help but chuckle softly, “My cold but warm-hearted man, Mia. If Xena Pus encounters an invincible enemy when Muria isn’t around, you can use this Thunder Imprint to contact Ansol.”
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“It still needs so ti.” In a manor at the headquarters of the Deep Blue Comrce Association in the Uranos Empire, Muria was looking at the twenty-four Black Armored Warriors in front of him, rubbing his chin.
He had already negotiated with the Seventh Princess Gladys. After she returned, she imdiately sent soone to deliver an invitation to the Dragon Princess, inviting her to a feast.
However, Gladys couldn’t guarantee a tiline. She was a princess of the empire with plenty of matters to handle, so she wouldn’t have much free ti. Of course, she wouldn’t delay the matter for too long. After all, the Dragon Princess also needed to give face to the heir to the throne of the Uranos Empire.
In this indefinite waiting period, Muria basically had nothing to do. He was absolutely not returning to Xena Pus at the current juncture, so he had to find so fun to kill ti.
At present, Muria chose to study the twenty-four Apocalyptic Black Knights that Gladys had given him.
“Judging by their external aura, they seem sowhat similar to natural creatures, but they are indeed constructed beings… this armor is seamlessly integrated with the flesh… Hmm, interesting… they don’t have a reproductive system… so they can’t reproduce… these internal organs, seem to be designed solely for battle, but that ans they wear out rather quickly… in terms of lifespan, they can’t compare to normal creatures.”
As Muria analyzed the Black Knights, using his ntal power to probe every part of their bodies, he was certain that at the present stage, his alchemists could not create such constructed beings, where flesh and tal cooperated seamlessly.
“You have a sharp eye, Your Majesty. These Apocalyptic Black Knights are only manufactured by the royal family. Gold rank knights can survive for ten years, while Soul Intent Level ones can survive for thirty. Legends can last a hundred years.”
“That’s rather short.” A surprised expression crossed Muria’s face. Even the constructed beings of Legend level could only exist for a hundred years, less than an ordinary mortal lifespan.
“It’s already long enough, Your Majesty. The sole purpose of these constructed creatures is war and slaughter. As such, most Black Knights are destroyed and shattered in battle before their expiration date,” Andrew explained from the side.
“So, if there’s no war for a long ti, these constructed beings can only be left to slowly decay?”
“Your Majesty, beyond the world, the Empires waging of wars for conquest has never stopped,” Andrew revealed sothing that greatly surprised Muria. “All Black Knights nearing their expiration date will be sent to the fiercest battlefields. Within a month, they’ll be thoroughly spent.”
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