Chapter 1371: Chapter 1371
This time, by using the Thunderbolt method to discipline King Asher and Rock George, the rule was established so that they and the others in the Seventh Realm would understand not to overstep their boundaries!
Owen Bertram, playing with his dagger, said coldly, "Since that’s the case, I’m penalizing you to assist General Harrison at the Bottleneck Pass for three years. Are you willing?"
"Willing!" Rock George said righteously, "I’ve long wanted to use my cultivation to serve the Imperial Court, but I never had the chance to serve my country despite waiting for hundreds of years. Thank you, sir, for giving me this opportunity."
Owen Bertram scoffed and with a flick of his finger, the Gourd Vine Immortal Rope retracted with a whoosh, disappearing into his sleeve. Turning to leave, he instructed, "Go to the Bottleneck Pass and report to General Harrison. For the next three years, follow his commands in all your actions."
"I obey," said the old general.
Foster Martinez secretly calculated the time it took Owen Bertram to leave and return, which totaled to half a Shichen (two hours). Therefore, Foster Martinez became even more complacent: If I hadn’t come, Owen Bertram would have needed to deal with three Seventh Level practitioners tonight. Hmm, perhaps it would take an extra incense stick worth of time.
It’s a good thing I considered the bigger picture and attended the banquet personally, saving Owen Bertram some time!
And saving face for both me and the Martinez Clan!
Before I came, some fools in the Martinez Clan advised against attending the banquet to pressure Adonis Dunn’s Boss in order to gain political benefits.
Short-sighted! We, the Martinez Clan, value loyalty and would never betray our allies.
After Owen Bertram returned, everyone dispersed, leaving only Harrison stating that he had no place to stay in the capital. He thick-skinnedly settled down in a room within Owen Bertram’s courtyard.
The common people in the capital slept well that night, as Owen Bertram held back during his first intervention and used his own mini-world to cover the second so as not to disturb the peace.
However, for the nobles, hardly anyone slept well that night. Many underachieving members of the Imperial Family had gathered around King Asher, forming a new power faction. Now, they were all on edge.
Owen Bertram’s words were undoubtedly spoken on His Majesty’s behalf... From now on, it’s better not to associate with King Asher; he doesn’t have the ability, and we don’t have the luck, so it’s better to live honestly and await death.
After Owen Bertram left, the nobles behind Rock George rushed to the Wansheng Escort Agency, sneaking in through the back door. Although Rock George was a bit embarrassed, he couldn’t avoid it and had to earnestly warn everyone, "Don’t be too greedy; cooperate with Owen Bertram... Anyway, in this lifetime, I never want to go against Owen Bertram again."
He, a magnificent Seventh Level practitioner and the one who had a say in escort agencies, had been humiliated . Wouldn’t one harbor resentment? However, after Owen Bertram left, Rock George reflected on his own words and realized that what he had thought was persuasion then now made sense. Could he possibly surpass Owen Bertram if he devoted himself to diligent cultivation? The beard on his chin alone was proof that it was out of the question!
Owen Bertram merely humiliated Rock George without actually injuring him, demonstrating his willingness to give the nobles another chance.
By dawn, the events of the night in the Capital had been relayed to the Crown Prince and others through Communication Talismans.
When King Asher submitted his petition, the Crown Prince had certainly held expectations. But now, those expectations had been crushed. The Crown Prince shivered, his mindset quickly shifting from gratitude towards King Asher to resentment, "That fool, I shouldn’t have given him that precious Spiritual Pill back then. If he had died, there would have been fewer problems. He himself is a waste yet wants to drag me down with him..."
In the afternoon, one of his subordinates came to report, "The Horizon Bureau’s spies near the Royal Palace have suddenly increased..." The Crown Prince shuddered, sitting heavily down in his chair, taking some time to recover before saying, "Hurry, prepare the brush and ink. I need to write a letter to His Majesty to clear myself of the charges. I have never colluded with King Asher. He acted on his own accord, and I have always been loyal to His Majesty!"