Chapter 162: Epilogue
“Let’s go!” Kareyang’s face remained gloomy. He messed things up this time. Although the unexpected situation arose in the end, it was understandable. However, he couldn’t escape being nagged by those old guys. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but feel a headache and discomfort. With a loud shout, the people below immediately panicked.
“Let them go,” Duke Falexis said with a relaxed attitude. After giving the order, the mercenaries released all the captured Daven soldiers as if relieved of a burden. They even lifted the barrier, and all those who were originally ambushed were safely sent back.
The Empty Emperor sighed quietly and came to the center of all the armies, speaking softly.
“Van!”
The void gradually distorted, and in the next moment, tens of thousands of troops vanished from everyone’s sight, while the originally vast army of ninety thousand also departed under the command of the wounded leaders.
In the end, only the dignitaries who had attended the Duke’s banquet and the common servants who had been knocked unconscious by the fighting remained. The various collateral branches living in the Duke’s mansion also breathed a sigh of relief. Despite the twists and turns, the Duke’s mansion had not been attacked. As for the stolen Book of Prophecy, it didn’t belong to these collateral branches anyway. As long as it didn’t affect their own interests, they wouldn’t care too much even if the Duke died.
Proxis also breathed a sigh of relief. Whether it was Kareyang’s dominance or Lajess’s mystery, it had put invisible pressure on this newly ascended deity. However, he was the only deity guarding the kingdom, so he had to remain calm at all times. Otherwise, any slight flaw could lead to irreparable consequences! At this moment, he teleported from the sky to Duke Falexis’s side, and everyone immediately bowed deeply, saying in unison to Proxis.
“We pay homage to the Supreme Deity!”
Indeed, in the eyes of mortals, deities are the supreme beings, and Proxis deserved the homage.
Duke Falexis naturally returned a deep bow and then smiled, saying.
“My ancestor, it was quite thrilling.”
“Hehe, you’re quite cunning, aren’t you?” Proxis initially wanted to reach out and ruffle Duke Falexis’s head playfully, but immediately dismissed the idea. After all, the duke was now a ruler of the country. Though Proxis was a deity, it wouldn’t be appropriate to treat the duke in such a manner. If it were him, he would probably feel upset for quite some time if he were to be playfully treated by someone like Daven, the Dragon Slayer, back then.
“It’s a pity the Book of Prophecy was taken, and we don’t know where this Seventh Disciple came from.”
“In fact…” Duke Falexis chuckled awkwardly, then continued.
“In fact, we knew about Lajess’s arrival in the kingdom long ago. She didn’t deliberately conceal herself at the time, so we found out.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yes, actually, my ancestor, this outcome is exactly what I expected.”
“Hmm? What do you mean?” Proxis raised an eyebrow, wondering when this kid had schemed up to this point.
Duke Falexis glanced at the nobles around him, first apologizing with a glance at Proxis, then addressing everyone.
“There have been quite a few unexpected events today, and I’m sure everyone has been quite frightened. The banquet was scheduled for three days. Today, all of you will stay at my duke’s mansion. We will resume the banquet tomorrow. What do you think?”
“Of course, we will follow the Duke’s wishes.”
“Yes.”
Several elderly dukes tactfully expressed their agreement, and other nobles with quick reactions nodded in agreement one by one. Those who were unsure of the situation also didn’t dare to voice objections when they saw the consensus.
Tyr sighed softly. He was tired too, and beside him, Arena, who had already been knocked unconscious by the aftermath of the demigod’s battle, was breathing steadily. Tyr picked her up as if she were a sack of rice and placed her over his shoulder. Beside him, Diaz finally reacted and, shaken, said to Tyr.
“I’ll go with you.”
“Alright.” Tyr didn’t mind. He hadn’t known Diaz for long, but he seemed like a decent guy, worth making friends with. Besides, they had gone through a trial together, which had fostered a bit of initial trust between them.
Claude, on the other hand, helped Xuelian leave. As for himself, being the Yuehai, he first instructed someone to take the unconscious Leia away before running towards the place where Daven had fallen earlier.
Catching a glimpse from the corner of his eye, Yuehai noticed that Mo Qingting, who was holding Jinlisi, nodded slightly in his direction. This gesture made Yuehai pause and say calmly.
“I’m sorry for alarming you.”
“It’s nothing. I should be grateful for witnessing such a magnificent battle,” Mo Qingting replied. Yuehai found her perspective hard to understand. What’s so entertaining about watching others fight? As an old saying in the East goes, when immortals fight, mortals suffer. They should be glad they weren’t harmed. Did she want more of this kind of battle to happen?
