Chapter 161: Chapter 161: The Invitation of the Godly Might Marquis
Early the next morning, as usual, Wyatt Barnes went to the Holy Martial Academy.
Everything seed very calm.
But Wyatt knew that all this was just the calm before the storm...
Right now, in the shadows, who knows how many undercurrents against him are surging.
At noon, as usual, Wyatt Barnes had lunch with Remi Sinclair and a few others in the cafeteria.
Suddenly.
From afar, a senior student ca over and handed Wyatt a invitation card, "Wyatt Barnes, on the tenth day from now, the Third Prince will hold a banquet in the mansion, inviting talented youths of the imperial city. This is the invitation he asked
to deliver to you."
Upon finishing his sentence, without waiting for Wyatt’s response, he placed down the invitation and turned to leave.
The Third Prince?
Wyatt opened the invitation, which consisted of so polite words.
The signature was ’Raise Truman’.
Wyatt has heard that the royalty of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom is of the surna ’Truman’.
"Haha... Wyatt Barnes, the Third Prince is known for his desire for talent. All the young talent he invites to his banquet are cream of the crop. This ti, he might have taken a liking to you."
Seeker Sinclair laughed.
"What kind of person is this Third Prince?"
Wyatt put away the invitation card, sowhat curious.
The invitation was personally written by the Third Prince ’Raise Truman’, his words were extrely casual, there was no tone of condescendence, but rather, he seed to be treating Wyatt as an equal...
This, in Wyatt’s view, is quite rare.
"The Third Prince is known for his easy-going nature within the Imperial City and is one of the foremost contenders for the throne... "
Seeker Sinclair slowly said, "In recent years, the emperor has beco old and has been bedridden. It’s ti for a royal succession... The several crown princes, including the Third Prince, are in underground competition! Wyatt, on the tenth day from now, at the banquet set up by the Third Prince, you need to think carefully because once you go, it ans you will beco a thorn in the eyes of the other princes... "
"Including the Fifth Prince! He is also a popular candidate for the next emperor. If you align with the Third Prince, even if he knows your identity as the direct lineage of the Barnes family, he might break his face with you... After all, your talent is too intimidating, he might see you as a potential threat and nip you in the bud."
Seeker Sinclair finished in a breath.
According to him, he hopes that Wyatt would find an excuse not to go to the banquet.
Sotis, so things should not be touched.
Once touched, it could bring disaster.
Even the three great families of the Imperial City usually do not let their direct descendants get involved in the disputes of the royal succession.
"The Fifth Prince?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Wyatt’s mouth, a flash of sharpness in his eyes, "Just for attending a banquet, he wants to nip
in the bud?"
"Wyatt, you’re not really planning on going to the banquet, are you? You need to think this through."
Seeker Sinclair originally thought that Wyatt would accept his suggestion and not go to the banquet. But from Wyatt’s current attitude, it seed he intended to go to the banquet.
"Why not? It’s just a al."
Wyatt casually said.
Just a al?
Seeker Sinclair’s mouth twitched, and he gave Remi Sinclair a look.
Unfortunately, even when Remi tried to persuade him, Wyatt only laughed it off and didn’t take it seriously.
That afternoon, Wyatt sat in the Martial Arts Performance Field by a big tree, took the ’Ascension Pill’, and quietly cultivated...
Right now, whenever he had free ti, he would spend it on cultivation. All he wants to do now is to make his cultivation breakthrough to the Original Pill Realm as soon as possible!
Once he reaches the Original Pill Realm, he can beco an ’8th-rank alchemist’ and refine an ’8th-rank Clear Spirit Pill’, which can restore Fill Bear’s cultivation to the ’Peep Naught Realm’.
By then, many of the difficulties he faces can easily be resolved.
Before he knew it, evening had arrived.
Wyatt ca back to his senses, jumped off the tree, and left the Holy Martial Academy with Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair.
"It’s the coach of Godly Might Marquis Mansion."
Seeker Sinclair, with sharp eyes, recognized a coach parked at the main entrance of the Holy Martial Academy. Now, besides a coachman, there were two people each riding a sweaty luxurious horse standing there.
One was a middle-aged general in light armor, and by his side was a young man in casual clothes.
The young man was in his early twenties, hanging the ’Student Token’ of the Holy Martial Academy around his waist, and now when he saw ’Wyatt’ coming out of the Holy Martial Academy, he spoke to the middle-aged general, "Dad, that young man in purple clothes is Wyatt."
As soon as Wyatt ca out, he noticed the two n by the side of the coach of Godly Might Marquis Mansion, coming towards him on horseback.
After a mont, both of them dismounted.
The middle-aged general nodded to Wyatt and asked politely, "Are you Young Master Wyatt?"
"Who are you?"
Wyatt had a confused look on his face, he didn’t recognize this person.
"I am ’Hassan Knight’, the deputy general under General Nigel, this is my son ’Stanley Knight’. I’m here today on the orders of the general, to invite Young Master Wyatt to the ’Godly Might Marquis Mansion’ for a gathering."
Hassan Knight spoke respectfully, not looking down on Wyatt just because he was a teenager.
"The general you speak of, is he the current Godly Might Marquis ’Atharv Nigel’?"
Wyatt raised his eyebrows, asking curiously.
"Exactly."
Hassan Knight imdiately nodded.
Wyatt’s heart jolted.
Could it be that Godly Might Marquis ’Atharv Nigel’ has found out his real identity?
No, his identity camouflage technique, by all rights, should be flawless.
Why would that be?
With a hint of confusion, Wyatt Barnes said goodbye to Seeker Sinclair and Remi Sinclair and boarded the carriage of the ’Godly Might Marquis’.
"Deputy General Knight, do you know why Lord Crawford sought
out?"
Wyatt Barnes lifted the carriage curtain and questioned Hassan Knight outside.
Unfortunately, Hassan was also ignorant. He was simply ordered to pick up Wyatt Barnes.
Coming once again to Crawford Mansion, Wyatt Barnes had different feelings.
This ti, he was here in his ’true identity’.
In the main hall of Crawford Mansion, Wyatt Barnes once again t Atharv Nigel, the ’Godly Might Marquis’...
"You...you are the son of my brother Lanni, Wyatt Barnes?"
Wyatt Barnes noticed that Atharv Nigel was quite emotional when he saw him.
Thinking of Atharv Nigel’s words, he was shocked inside. Could it be that the ’Godly Might Marquis’, Atharv Nigel, had an unusual relationship with his adoptive father?
"Greetings, Lord Crawford."
Wyatt Barnes gave a slight nod to Atharv Nigel as a form of greeting.
Atharv Nigel didn’t mind Wyatt Barnes’s lack of courtesy at all. He ca up to Wyatt Barnes in a few strides, reached out and grasped his shoulders, patted fondly and laughed heartily, "Lanni has a good son... Lanni has a great son..."
Atharv Nigel’s laughter was full of gratification, without any pretense.
A warmth filled Wyatt Barnes’s heart. It seed that his cheap old dad and the Godly Might Marquis were indeed close.
"Lord Crawford, were you friends with my father?"
Wyatt Barnes asked with a puzzled face.
"Co, sit down first, I’ll tell you slowly."
After inviting Wyatt Barnes to sit down, Atharv Nigel, still smiling, ntioned about the past with Lanni Barnes...
As he spoke, Atharv Nigel seed to recapture a few years of his youth.
Gradually, Wyatt Barnes ca to understand.
It turned out that his cheap old dad was once the best friend of Atharv Nigel.
Back then, they were of the sa class enrolled in the Sacred Martial Arts Academy. From the initial conflicts to eventually becoming good friends and brothers.
"Back then, if it weren’t for my service on the battlefield, you and your mother would not have been forced to leave... This, I have to say, it’s all my fault. I’ve failed Brother Lanni."
Atharv Nigel expressed his guilt.
"Lord Crawford, all of this has nothing to do with you, there’s no need to bla yourself."
Wyatt Barnes shook his head with a smile, sensing that Atharv Nigel truly cared about him.
"Wyatt, when you are in front of , there’s no need to stand on ceremony... Back when your father was there, we used to call each other brothers. From now on, just call
’Uncle Nigel’."
Atharv Nigel said. His eyes were brimming with affection.
"Uncle Nigel."
Wyatt Barnes nodded, smiling. His respect for Atharv Nigel was genuine.
His cheap old dad had disappeared for so many years, but Atharv Nigel could still extend his care and affection for him, which was indeed rare.
"Dad, I heard that Wyatt is here?"
At this mont, a young man slowly walked into the main hall from outside, his voice mixed with a bit of excitent.
It was Atharv Nigel’s son, Kanan Nigel!
"Wyatt, this is my son ’Kanan’. You should know that when you were just a baby, he held you."
Atharv Nigel introduced.
"No wonder he’s the son of Uncle Lanni and Aunt Rou, he’s grown up to be so handso, and he even bears so resemblance to Uncle Lanni in his youth."
Kanan Nigel looked at Wyatt Barnes and couldn’t help but admire.
"Brother Nigel flatters ."
Even with Wyatt Barnes’s thick skin, he was now sowhat blushing.
Kanan Nigel laughed: "You don’t know, Wyatt. When we first heard the news about you yesterday, my father was sowhat skeptical... But as soon as the news was confird, he imdiately asked Uncle Knight to fetch you."
As for Wyatt Barnes’s deeds in the Sacred Martial Arts Academy yesterday, he couldn’t help but admire.
An 18-year-old boy, but his cultivation has entered the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm!
As for the incident of Wyatt Barnes killing Avery Barnes, he didn’t find it surprising at all.
In his eyes, Avery Barnes was nothing.
"If Lanni knew he has a son like you, he would surely be gratified."
Now in front of Wyatt Barnes, Atharv Nigel, the once imposing general, showed the full warmth of an elder.
"From a distance, I could hear the voices of you two... Is this Lanni’s son?"
Suddenly, an old figure walked into the main hall from outside.
With one look, Wyatt Barnes recognized that the person who had just entered was ’Old Lord Crawford’.
But as soon as Old Lord Crawford saw Wyatt Barnes, he froze, "You..."
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Wyatt Barnes’s mouth. He knew that the old man had recognized him.
To be precise, the old man recognized him as the ’Wyatt’ who produced the antidote dicine that day!
Although the old man’s Origin Force was suppressed by the Black Nether Mink’s poison, his Peep Naught Realm ntal power was still there. With his sharp perception, he naturally realized that Wyatt Barnes’s breath was identical to the ’Wyatt’ from that day.
"Father, what’s wrong?"
Seeing the old man’s expression, Atharv Nigel looked puzzled.
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