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Chapter 10 No Government THE CELESTIAL IMPERIAL "As you already know that this world is full of supernatural species but the vampires and werewolves are mostly dominating the Imperial. The vampires especially are very wicked but the most cruel of them all is the Alpha King." Felicity responded this time. Kiara furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "The Alpha King? What’s does that mean? And who is he?"

Her back was toward me, but I saw the name Nicia above her head. I didn’t know much about the guilds in the game, but I did know that the Imperial Guard was the top guild. They were also the first guild created and they started off being the only guild. I heard that they had to split up the guild into different guilds because there had been a lot of issues between players.

He asked, giving me a pointed look. "There you go again with this crowned prince talk," I scoffed. "Are you not a crowned prince?" "I am but—" "There's no but Alex, you need to live up to the expectations of your name," he said defiantly, standing to his feet and approaching me. "What if the expectations are too heavy for me?" I asked, throwing my hands in the air. He nodded gently. "I understand that the burden can be great, but the least I can expect from you is to be on your best behavior on public occasions," he exclaimed.

"This is not a suggestion, Alpha Liam. This is an Imperial Mandate. You have twelve hours to pack their belongings. If the carriage leaves empty, the Imperial Fleet will arrive to 'assist' with the transition. And believe me, their method of assistance involves a lot of fire." ​The Choice of a King ​"We can't win." ​Liam was pacing the war room, his eyes wild. He had already smashed a chair against the wall. "The Imperial Pack has fifty thousand warriors. They have air-ships. They have mages. If I refuse, they’ll level the Silver Moon to the ground just to make a point."

Even those whom he had degraded, such as the latest lord’s granddaughter, they were blindly loyal to him, putting him high as if he was some holy savior! Pushing his disgust to the back of his mind, the fire lord leaned back in his chair as well as he stared at the shadows’ lord, two can play the game of haughtiness, he thought to himself, and soon, he would put the filthy half blooded lord back in his place, but now, while they both waited for the arrival of the third lord, who wasn’t a lord but a lady, Known as Rima, the ice queen, he decided to mess a little with the shadows’ lord.

The beefy Crotina boy’s shoulder were shaking and he soon bought up an interesting topic. “It’s not appropriate to mention here but I feel like since the Emperor is here it might be good to bring it up, but, Miss Jewel isn’t your families diamond mine currently invested with goblins and quite high level ones at that. Might his highness offer you some reassurance?” Alastair understood the scheming look behind the boys eyes and replied with full confidence.

"Why?" "The platform is dominated by the forces of the Immortals. Earth people are discriminated against. Sometimes, when we apply, we are not only abused but are also beaten by them." "Oh! Why? Why hasn't there been a powerful person of Earth?" "These bastards are simply targeting us. As long as someone from Earth kills 99 people, about to finish killing a hundred people, those bastards from the Immortals will send people to make trouble. As long as we lose once, we won't get the title of Defeating a Hundred People."

Aurora was utterly content. The receiving of gifts was went by uneventfully. The only novelty among the treasures sent from all parts of the globe was from Lord Turpilius. He had gifted the Empress a small painted portrait of himself. "Lord Turpilius thinks very highly of himself. What am I supposed to do with this?" She asked of no one in particular. Chief Zan, who was looking on the event with interest, smirked, "I suggest Emperor Devrim use it for target practice."

"Do you think they survived the collapse?" "The institution? Maybe pieces of it," Dominic said, his jaw tightening. "Without the Architect feeding them data and artificial influence, the high-born Lords are just men with too much pride and not enough resources. But that makes them dangerous. Desperate men don't care about simulations; they care about survival and power."

Lorenzo’s hand instantly flew to the holster beneath his jacket but I raised a hand stopping him. I looked at Luke, completely unbothered. I had been hearing his pathetic insults since I was a child. He was a weak spoiled child. He had the legacy, but I had the brains and the brutality. That’s why our father had passed him over to let me run the empire until I completely took over kicking my own father out of the board seat. "Keep drinking, Luke," I said smoothly, not even slowing my pace as I walked past the staircase. "Maybe one day you'll finally drink enough to forget that I own the roof over your head."