166 089. Church of Caiolium -2 Part Two

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The victory celebration was in full swing in the city.

The subjects were cheering on and flower petals were being scattered in every direction.

I have to say, the overall vibe here was on another realm when compared to Aslan’s dreary atmosphere filled with basically nothing but sand and depressed slaves.

Here was a city brimming full with vitality and humanity. The vibes that I hadn’t felt for a long time put my mind at ease. I might not be all that keen to see the Imperial Family itself, but it was another story altogether for this city’s vitality. I really adored it.

“…”

That’s what I thought. Right up until I witnessed the spectacle waiting for us.

“Pant, pant…! Pant… just, just kill me already-!”

“Ohh, Allen! It’s been a while. Thank goodness that you’re alright!”

It was First Imperial Prince Luan. He was standing in the middle of the blood-stained plaza and waving his hand at me, all the while smiling so brightly and innocently.

I somehow got the impression that he was already used to this kind of spectacle. I could only roughly massage my temples at the same sight, though.

Humanity, my ass! I’ve always thought this, but the people in this goddamn place are all freaking nuts!

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Luan was about to address me again, but his expression hardened immediately as his gaze shifted to my side.

His eyes were filled with murderous contempt when glaring at Third Imperial Prince Ruppel, and with complicated emotions when looking at White Olfolse.

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“It’s been a long time, son! Luan, you’ve really grown up a lot, haven’t you? I’ve heard the news, but it’s still a relief to see you all healthy and strong. You’re now a full-fledged man, aren’t you? Ah, hang on. You already reached adulthood a while ago, right? Hahaha…”

White blabbed on before laughing awkwardly.

However, Luan was unable to say anything, and simply chose to stare at his father. But then again, his reaction didn’t come as a surprise to me, since he ran into the son of Rose Darina, the murderer of his mother, and the father who had abandoned him and his mother then for some reason left the imperial court altogether.

At that very moment, there was a sudden flash of light and White’s head crashed straight into the floor.

“…?!”

I jumped up in shock and belatedly turned my head to look.

Incredibly powerful divinity was gushing out of Kelt Olfolse’s whole body like some kind of lightning bolt. I caught the sight of him grabbing White’s head and slamming it down to the pristine floor.

As a result, the stone floor exploded and White screamed in pain, accompanied by the deafeningly loud thunderclap shortly afterwards.

“Uwaaaahk?!”

“It really has been a while, White Olfolse. My dear son!”

The muscles around Kelt’s eyes were twitching ominously. He didn’t let go of White’s head and simply lifted the latter off the ground.