Of course, they knew why His Highness the Prince was acting like this.
That bastard ‘Night Watcher’!
The followers of Prince Ruitai cursed inwardly.
As followers of Prince Ruitai, they knew about the ‘Mystical Side’, and so of them even possessed ‘Extraordinary Power’, becoming ‘people of the Mystical Side’.
Of course, there were no ‘Professionals’.
Once soone beca a ‘Professional’, they would be exceptionally promoted.
They would enter the organization secretly established by His Highness the Prince.
In the past, the greatest hope of these followers was to join this organization.
But today?
They felt fortunate from the bottom of their hearts.
If they had joined, they might have been killed by that Jason along with those people, right?
Harsh!
Too harsh!
As people of the ‘Mystical Side’, they had t ‘Night Watchers’ before.
Most ‘Night Watchers’ were easy to get along with.
So were unrestrained and carefree.
So were silent and reserved.
In general, they were the kind of existence that wouldn’t bother you unless you provoked them.
Even if there was a conflict, there was room to make ands.
As long as you showed sincerity, it was fine.
However, Jason’s appearance broke everyone’s impression of ‘Night Watchers’.
Not only was there no room to turn back,
He would repay every injury with vengeance!
He was the kind who wanted to destroy your whole family if you rely bumped into him.
How could such a person be a ‘Night Watcher’?
He was exactly like those ‘Demon Sorcerers’!
No!
Even ‘Demon Sorcerers’ weren’t so ruthless, it had to be so ‘Evil God followers’ who could do such things.
Bang!
As these followers speculated, there was another dull thud.
Everyone shivered, and then saw Prince Ruitai smash another desk in front of him.
This was the fifth one today.
The followers bowed their heads, not daring to speak.
Prince Ruitai was panting heavily, clearly enraged to the max. .
And when it reached a peak, Prince Ruitai raised his hand to grasp the long sword beside him, but in the end, did not draw it out.
He spoke in a voice filled with extre restraint.
"Everyone out, and don’t let anyone co near!”
Imdiately, the people around felt relieved and left one after another.
At this mont, no one wanted to run into trouble.
And after everyone left, with no one around, the previously furious Prince Ruitai beca incredibly calm.
Not only was there no trace of anger on his face, but his eyes showed a hint of serenity.
He stood up and walked towards the secret chamber behind him.
The chamber stored many items.
However, these things were rely disguises.
The chamber itself was also a disguise.
Prince Ruitai pressed a spot on the wall, and a narrow space appeared.
A young man, tightly bound and gagged, appeared inside.
The young man’s eyes were wide open, staring at Prince Ruitai in front of him.
His eyes were full of panic and fear.
The young man desperately wanted to control his panic and fear.
But it was to no avail.
No matter how many tis he imagined eting this man alone,
In his imagination, he was incredibly brave.
But in reality?
He was left only with panic and fear.
He couldn’t even compose himself a little bit.
The young man’s body kept trembling.
Because, the young man was…
Emperor Sewock VII!
The sworn enemy of Ruitai, the man in front of him, Emperor Sewock VII!
Prince Ruitai lowered his head to look at his nephew, with a trace of serenity fading slightly from his eyes.
Not disappointed.
Nor was there any anger.
Instead, there was an unusual warmth not often seen.
Not a cordial warmth.
But the warmth of an elder towards a younger generation.
Emperor Sewock VII sensed this warmth.
The young emperor was taken aback.
What further perplexed the young emperor was that Prince Ruitai raised his hand and patted his head.
Warm.
Strong.
Large.
A familiar feeling, as if soone had been patting his head like this when he was little.
Was it… him?
Emperor Sewock VII looked up at this ‘father’s murderer’ in front of him!
The man who opposed him at every turn, made things difficult for him at every mont, and wanted to see him dead!
Emperor Sewock VII, the young emperor, was in a daze.
Then, the door closed again.
Prince Ruitai left the secret chamber.
He resud his stern expression.
He rang the bell.
"Your Highness!”
The leader of the followers imdiately appeared in the study.
"Change the desk.”
Prince Ruitai said.
"Yes, Your Highness!”
The leader of the followers promptly began to act.
In less than ten minutes, a desk identical to the previous one appeared in the study. The leader of the followers bowed to Prince Ruitai, who gestured slightly with his hand. ℝάŊȫΒƐs
Imdiately, the leader of the followers bowed again and left the study.
At the sa ti, the study’s door was closed again.
When Prince Ruitai was alone in the study once more,
The sternness on his face quickly faded, returning to calmness, serenity.
Then, he raised his hand and began to draw on the desk in front of him.
A simple ritual array quickly took shape.
As this simple array ford, the peace and serenity of His Highness quickly hid and turned into anxiety and unease — the hint of unease was well concealed, but if you looked closely, you could always find it.
A flash of light.
A shadow as vast as a mountain appeared within.
Even though it was a phantom, it carried a suffocating pressure.
"What’s wrong, Ruitai?”
A thunderous voice ca from the shadow.
Then, the shadow as vast as a mountain slightly moved.
Imdiately, an enormous dragon head appeared.
Scales as red as blood.
Teeth as sharp as spears.
Golden vertical pupils, carrying an indescribable chill.
Looking at it made people involuntarily want to evade.
Dragon!
Red Giant Dragon!
Dou’er!
Looking at his ‘partner’, Prince Ruitai hurriedly said—
"The plan encountered an unforeseen event!”
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