My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 200 - 134: White King, Devouring, Black Plague (Requ

If Ji Minghuan wants to devour the Legendary Whale, he would have to contend with an entire nation.

Even assuming Li Qingping is on his side, defeating the six Anecdote Envoys of the Royal Court Team with just a Shark and a Red Dragon would be extrely difficult.

Not to ntion, the Whale Terrarium has cultivated many Anecdote Envoy soldiers, who are the backbone of this nation.

However, if he can successfully guide the "White Crow Travel Brigade" into the Whale Terrarium, Ji Minghuan’s side would gain significant combat power, and they might stand a chance in a battle.

"If the leader knows about this, there’s no way he would pass up such a great opportunity. This is a treasure of a nation, a hundred tis more valuable than any auction item," Ji Minghuan thought, "But the problem is... how do I let Urushibara Osamu know this piece of information and convince him of my words?"

Thinking of this, the Shark turned over in the Crystal Ball, "It seems I can only try to contact him through Black Cocoon. If he brings the White Crow Travel Brigade to the Whale Terrarium, the odds of success for Li Qingping and will significantly increase."

Cezar lay quietly on the bed, his arm resting across his forehead, his white hair spreading under the moonlight.

After a long silence, he suddenly said, "Yaguba, I’m really worried about Father."

"Why?" the Shark asked.

"Father is ill, with a severe illness."

"What illness does he have?"

"I don’t know what it is, but I’ve heard people say it was caused by a bad man nad ’Bernardo’."

"Bernardo?"

Ji Minghuan’s heart gave a slight jolt as he suddenly rembered that during the character creation phase, the background of the first character ntioned soone nad "Bernardo Edward."

That is the holder of the Generational-level Anecdote Fragnt—"Black Death".

"So it seems the King has contracted a strengthened version of the ’Black Death’?" he thought, "No wonder... I was originally wondering if the King was still well, how the Eldest Prince and Second Prince would dare to act against the Third Prince, who is favored by him. It turns out that because the King is bedridden, they found the opportunity."

"What should we do then..." the little Shark asked, "If the King dies of illness, won’t this nation fall into chaos?"

"The Holy Grail."

"The Holy Grail?"

Cezar paused, "It’s very likely that only the Generational-level Anecdote Fragnt, the ’Holy Grail’, can cure Father’s illness. I think Li Qingping has been staying outside all this ti to help Father search for that Anecdote Fragnt."

"So that’s how it is..." the Shark mused.

"I’m really worried that Father might be targeted by villains; many people want the scepter in Father’s hand."

"The scepter?"

"The White King’s Scepter, which can disarm the power of Anecdote Fragnts below ’legendary-level’."

"Even Generational-level Anecdote Fragnts beco ineffective before that scepter?" the Shark asked curiously.

"Father said only a few Generational-levels can forcibly overco the scepter’s suppression, but they still beco much weaker. Apart from that, most Generational-levels would be disard; not to ntion anything below Generational-level, all mundane-level and common-level Anecdotes would instantly be nullified by the scepter," Cezar said, "Obtaining the King’s Scepter... is equivalent to standing at the apex of the Whale Terrarium."

He paused: "So, many people covet the scepter in Father’s hand."

"Don’t worry. I’ll eat the White King’s Scepter, so the villains can’t find it," the Shark said indignantly.

"There you go again."

"I’m just joking." The Shark imdiately stopped feigning indignation.

Cezar said, "Father usually treats very well, but he’s in poor health, and I can’t leave here. Actually, I really want to help Father find the ’Holy Grail,’ so he doesn’t have to lie in bed every day."

"Will the ’White King’s Scepter’ be stolen while the King is ill?"

Cezar shook his head and lowered his voice: "Father has hidden the scepter in a special treasury, which can only be opened by ’the sovereign of a nation’."

"Alright," the Shark said, "By the way, with your talent, won’t anyone teach you the knowledge of the Anecdote Envoys even if you don’t practice?"

Cezar got up from bed, holding the Crystal Ball, and went to the terrace.

"Do you see those pointed buildings?" Cezar leaned on the railing, pointing at the high and towering structures on the sea island.

"What are those?" The Shark followed his gaze.

"Those are Anecdote Academies. Children with the talent of Annecdote Envoys all go to school there; their curriculum is different from ordinary children," Cezar said, "I really want to go there to study and learn Anecdote knowledge with other kids."

He paused for a while: "But Father said Princes shouldn’t study with commoners, as it would cause a breach in status."

"Then who will teach you?"

"The steward," Cezar said, "The steward cos every week to give lessons, and he’s also in charge of my food."

Ji Minghuan thought, the steward... could he have been bought off by the Eldest Prince and Second Prince? Not every steward is as dedicated as Oda Takashige.

"Next ti your steward cos, can you share the food he makes for you with ?" the Shark said.

"Of course, I have a very small appetite."

In the darkness, man and shark chatted quietly, with swimming fish sweeping above them like a breeze.

Soon after, an old man in a black steward’s attire and white gloves opened the bedroom door, entered, and bowed slightly.

"Ti to rest, Your Highness the Third Prince."

"Okay, I’m going to sleep now."

Cezar returned to bed with the Crystal Ball in his arms and closed his eyes. Seeing this, the steward quickly turned and left, closing the bedroom door.