392 l will become a laughing stock!
“So you are telling me that my wife disappeared in the middle of the crowded speed, right in front of 3 Expert Stage Cultivators’ eyes, and not only were you not able to stop it, you even failed to see what had happened?”
King Ricardus, who right now was sitting on his throne questioned with a solemn look on his face.
Right now, he looked nothing like the lazy and carefree man that didn’t bother with anything his ministers said. Right now, he looked like a ferocious beast who is trying his best to hold his soaring anger.
In front of him, 2 men wearing black colored clothes were kneeling with expressionless looks on their faces.
“We failed you, your majesty. We are willing to give up on our life as compensation.”
Trent replied in a respectful tone.
“You think your pitiful like can pay for the damage that has been done to my reputation?”
The King spat in anger.
“My wife suddenly disappeared! Most probably killed or kidnapped by someone, right inside the capital of my Kingdom, in broad daylight!
I will become a laughing stock!”
“…”
Trent and Tim didn’t say anything.
They knew that the King is angry, and it was best not to say anything at this moment. Also, it was not the time to say anything right now, someone else would do it.
“Your Majesty, you need to calm down.”
Keeve, the Leader of the Shadow Unit stepped forward.
He was someone that even the King respected.
“Keeve, you better have a solution in your mind.”
This time, however, even Keeve wasn’t very sure.
“…I would need some more time to think about my plans, your Majesty.”
“…what?”
Ricardus frowned.
Keeve didn’t dare to look into his eyes.
Ricardus then turned towards his 4 Ministers,
“You guys must have some sort of plan in your mind, correct?”
“…”
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The Ministers, who always tried to impress the King and show off their intelligence stayed silent.
This King couldn’t believe this.
However, Keeve and the Ministers were not to blame.
This incident was too strange, to begin with.
How can an Expert Stage Cultivator just disappear in broad daylight, in the middle of a busy street when 3 more Expert Stage Cultivators were following her from behind?
This just does not make any sense.
There were many questions they all wanted to ask.
Why did Consort Allura order the Driver to stop the Carraige?
Who was the person that entered the carriage?
Why was Consort Allura so scared of him?
Did she try to fight him?
How strong was he?
Also, how just how did that person enter the carriage without being seen?
How did he leave?
Did he kill Consort Allura and then placed her body inside his storage ring?
Or did he take Consort Allura with him?
What does he want?
Why target Consort Allura?
Is it related to her getting stronger so quickly?
Also, who killed Stark, the Expert Stage Cultivator?
Was he the same person who attacked Consort Allura? Or was he someone else?
Did those two fight against each other?
Why didn’t Trent and Tim notice anything?
Just what the hell happened?
Their heads were filled with countless questions that they couldn’t find the answers to. The more they thought about it, the scarier this got.
*Bam*
Suddenly, the King slammed his hand on the armrest of the throne, breaking it in the process.
The King then stood up and glared at Trent and Tim.
“You two will receive your punishment once this case is solved.”
“We will give our all to solve this case and wash this shame.”
Trent bowed and Tim nodded.
“Keeve, follow me.”
Suddenly, the King ordered in a solemn tone.
Keeve wanted to ask where they were going, however, with how angry King was, he didn’t dare to ask anything and followed him quietly.
As for the rest of the ministers, well, since they were ordered, they didn’t follow the king and started talking with Trent and Tim, trying to get more information about the incident.
…
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
Hearing the knock on the doors, Kelton opened the door.
“Your Majesty?”
Kelton frowned.
“I want to talk to Amaya.”
Ricardus spoke with a solemn look on his face.
Seeing this, Kelton’s frown deepened, however, he didn’t dare to keep the King standing.
“Please, enter.”
Saying that, he stepped aside.
Ricardus entered the room and soon, his eyes fell on Amaya, who was lying on the bed, covered in that dangerous Black Mist.
Ricardus also noticed that the Black Mist looked more… lethal than before…
His eyes then fell on Amaya, who was ‘sleeping’ peacefully.
“Your condition is not getting any better, I see.”
Ricardus commented.
Hearing his words, Amaya finally opened her eyes, her deep black eyes met Ricardus’s purple eyes, and once again, Ricardus was taken back.
His consort really was beautiful.
It is a pity that she is cursed.
“So you are finally here, I was waiting for you.”
Amaya spoke with a small smile on her face.
“Hmm?” Hearing her words, Ricardus finally came out of his reverie and questioned.
“What do you mean by that?”
Amaya didn’t answer that question directly, she just turned her head towards Kelton and ordered.
“Leave, I would like to talk with his Majesty, alone.”
Kelton frowned, however, since he didn’t go against Amaya’s order and nodded.
It wasn’t like he could save Amaya if the King decided to harm her.
Once Kelton left, Amaya turned towards Ricardus and smiled,
“Allura was kidnapped, correct?
I was wondering when you would come here to seek my help.”
“How did you know about it? And why did you send him out?”
Ricardus questioned.
“You know who you are talking to right? I may be in a state where I can’t move very often, but I am still the leader of the Thousand Information Chamber.
As for sending him out, well, I didn’t know if you have made this news public or not.”
Amaya replied.
“Isn’t he the one who reports everything to you?”
King questioned with a curious look on his face.
“I can’t trust a single person, now can I?”
Amaya smiled.