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They were so busy watching out for those among the nobility that she forgot that the people had the numbers. "And does the imperial family know about this?" Trix asked. "I don't think so. From what I learned from living with Lord Felix their attention is focused on other nobles. They don't see the people as a threat. I mean honestly with the crowds that adore the empress its difficult to think that a treat could come from there." "Do they support anyone to take the empress' place? Someone must be funding-" Trix suddenly shoved Jacob into a dark nook as the sound of heavy boots echoed in the halls. They waited as shadows of men passed through the hall.

“It exists a thousand years ahead of your time. Here, it is 2021. There, it is 3021. The geography mirrors Earth’s, but its population is smaller, tightly controlled. Resources are abundant. Our technology far surpasses anything here.” Mauve rolled her eyes. “And what does that have to do with me?” “I said, questions later.” His tone snapped like a whip. He continued, “It began with the First One—Arnold Dein. Descendant of Earth. No one knows why he was chosen, but when his gifts manifested, he opened the portal to Elite. From him, the monarchy began. Each ruler is a descendant of Earth, marked by abilities. There have been seventeen so far, Mauve. You are to be the eighteenth.”

“What are we going to do about him?” The archangel remained silent, his lips pursed in contemplation. Lisa really wished her boss would just tell her to forget about the prerogative and go back to her regular work. Things had been going so well for her; she did not need a blot on her immaculate record. If only reapers could actually kill humans, she mused darkly. Dropping the pesky human from the clouds would solve the problem in a second. Reapers weren’t actually death itself like most humans assumed in their stories, they didn’t cause it, they only came for the souls. She could almost picture herself following the problematic prerogative and yanking his soul…Her reverie was interrupted by

"That's impossible." Yugi frowned, the light that made him appear divine slowly fading, making him appear more humanly. "It has never occurred in our world where one person would decide they won't be Lord, you have been initiated, it has to remain that way!" He was raising his voice, gesturing as he spoke.. Ash stood up his feet with a frown still plastered on his face, I'm sorry, but you want to get rid of the woman I love because of thet stupid status, so maybe I really don't want to be the Lord anymore." He stood firm on his words.

A war between online public opinion and keyboard warriors. He was not going to lose! “I want to see if the people behind this are humans or gods. How capable are they to play this game with me? Okay, you want to put money against me, right? I’ll smash you with cash!” Robbie was angry, his eyes burning. He had to defend his throne as one of the 12 Emperors of Entertainment! The 12 Emperors of Entertainment was the collective name for the 12 big shots in the entertainment industry.

Channing asked, “Have you guys seen Ancestor Miller? What is his cultivation level?” “Immortal Monarch!” “...” This was too terrifying. Even Immortals were no longer visible in modern society, so how could there be any Immortal Monarch? The immediate appearance of an Immortal Monarch would cause a significant social upheaval. After pondering for a while, Alex said, “As long as we don’t leave Rockefeller Manor, Ancestor Miller shouldn’t have a chance to give us a hard time even if he wants to.”

When dealing with the unknown, it’s best to overestimate than underestimate. The man looked in the direction of Prince Huizhong. This prince is the third in line and is competing with his two brothers to get the position of crown prince. The reason why he’s here is that he needs to accumulate his prestige and power base along with the achievement, and the greatest achievement one could get is to win a war. But in this day and age, there’s no open war anymore. At most, there would be a few skirmishes a year on the border between the Qin Empire and the Romans. Unlike here at this special department, which deals with supernatural beings and the power user. There's a war wage nearly every month.

a dwarf with a height of less than four feet, acquiesced before him. An orgy? Wait, she knew that word. Was it not a party full of drinking and wild sexual activity? "How many times have I told you to never interrupt my meetings Elzar?" Waylon thundered annoyed. "I am sorry my lord, but you sounded eager when you gave instructions to invite them over," he explained. Waylon swung his gaze to Drac "Why is he talking to me? How many times do I have to demand that hierarchy should be observed? Do you look down on me because this is not a real dynasty?"

"I want what belongs to me." "Nothing belongs to you," Liam said. "You were cut out." "I was exiled," Julian corrected. "By a man who is now dead. And now... the throne is occupied by a man who seems to have lost his nerve." He looked at Aurora. "I've been reading the press, Liam. The 'Truce'. The 'Boring Family'. The 'Redemption'. It's very... touching. Very Hallmark." He leaned forward. "But shareholders don't want Hallmark. They want returns. And Cross Empire... it's looking soft."

Chapter 30: The Shadow of the Spire The outer rings of the Eastern Imperial capital, known across the continent as the Obsidian Spire, did not resemble a standard settlement. The city was a geometric marvel of black basalt and polished white marble, built in three concentric, heavily fortified circles around a central mountain peak. For centuries, the Pureblood Dynasties had lived within these walls, insulated from the rest of the world, believing their wealth, their military sophistication, and their segregated lineages made them completely invincible.