Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 1169 1169: Hysterical Councilors

The next chapter will be out in two days.

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Saint Luo Mary Empire Capital - Wisteria

Inside the Parliament Hall at the center of the capital, the once prosperous and solemn venue now lay in utter ruin. A crowd of councilors from various races, who usually spent their time in heated debates and verbal sparring, now huddled together in a corner of the hall while trembling.

With faces covered in dust and dirt, they had lost all of their former elegance. With eyes full of fear and anxiety, every person there looked around nervously.

However, while they felt fear, their eyes were also filled with intense anger. With murderous looks, they stared fixedly at the figure standing on the chairman's rostrum. If looks could kill, the being on that stage would have undoubtedly been hacked into a thousand pieces by now. Although these councilors did not dare to take action, their curses never stopped for a single moment.

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"Sigh..."

With a helpless sigh, the red-haired man on the stage listened to the vicious curses from the crowd below.

"Seriously, how did things end up like this?"

With a look of utter confusion, the red-haired man muttered to himself.

In truth, after arriving in Saint Luo Mary, the red-haired man had done exactly what he did before: he went looking for beings possessing dragon blood, specifically the Dragon-kin within the empire. He was quite interested in the trope of an Old Ancestor returning to lead his fallen clansmen back to glory.

Unfortunately, for some reason, those Dragon-kin youngsters refused to believe him. They even turned their weapons against him, which had left the red-haired man feeling rather disappointed.

But this time?

The members of the Dragon-kin had actually recognized him! Even though he had been in a bad mood at the time and kept a stiff, unfriendly face, they had still accepted him. Under those circumstances? To be recognized like that?

This left the red-haired man feeling quite bewildered, but he was also incredibly excited. Finally, he could begin the plot he had been looking forward to.

Consequently, after learning that the status of the dragon-kin within the Saint Luo Mary Empire was less than ideal, the red-haired man followed a dragon-kin councilor right into the Imperial Parliament Hall. He intended to use his powerful strength to fight for a bright future for the dragon-kin.

However, as a polite gentleman, the red-haired man intended to communicate civilly first. Therefore, when the meeting began, he took the initiative to step onto the podium as the representative of the dragon-kin. He offered a friendly greeting to everyone with a bow and a smile.

Yet, for some reason, the scene spiraled out of control immediately.

The councilors, who had seemed kind and approachable a moment ago, transformed into fierce Malicious Ghosts in an instant. With full power and aggressive momentum, they charged at him to kill. This left the red-haired man completely baffled.

"What? Is all this really necessary?"

With no other choice, the red-haired man had to use a bit of force to teach these fellows a lesson.

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"Strange..."

With his legs crossed while sitting on the rostrum, the red-haired man scanned the councilors of Saint Luo Mary with a complicated expression. Well, he could understand why they were hostile. After all, he was here to back the dragon-kin. They probably thought he was going to help the dragon-kin seize their power and wealth.

So, he could overlook the other councilors.

"Mephit, you guy, what is the meaning of this?"

With a puzzled look, the red-haired man turned to the dragon-kin man with dragon horns who was kneeling in the middle of the councilors. That man was the dragon-kin councilor, Mephit Kose.

However, Mephit did not reply to the red-haired man's question. With a fierce stare fixed on the red-haired man's face, he remained silent, which only confused the red-haired man further.

Seriously, it was one thing for the others to attack him. Why was a dragon-kin councilor acting like this too? Hadn't he been the one to bring him in?

Sigh, the mortal heart is truly unpredictable.

Hmm?

While the red-haired man was grumbling to himself, he seemed to notice something. With a slight twitch of his brow, he turned his head to the right. In that direction, a silver-haired girl wielding a massive blood-red sickle suddenly charged through a cluster of white mist.

This girl was the Speaker of the Saint Luo Mary Parliament, a vampire elder named Silver who possessed Lv8 strength. Silver's plan was simple: she would take advantage of the moment the red-haired man was distracted to launch a sneak attack and eliminate this insect who dared to offend the authority of the Parliament!

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"!!!"

With a sudden shiver, Silver realized her silent attack had been discovered. But the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired! With a deep breath, Silver released all her strength and swung her sickle toward the red-haired man's neck.

However, in the next instant, before Silver could even figure out what happened, she found herself sitting on the rostrum for some mysterious reason. The sickle in her hand had shattered into pieces across the floor, and the dense magic power surrounding her body vanished in an instant.

"What... what happened?"

With trembling pupils, the vampire girl's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Right then, a thick and powerful hand was slowly placed on Silver's head, giving it a gentle pat.

"Hahaha! Little child, don't play with sickles. It's too dangerous, hahahaha!"

The red-haired man laughed in a simple, honest manner.

"You!! I... I am not a child!"

With a roar of fury from the immense humiliation, Silver tried to summon her power again to reform her sickle and kill this arrogant man.

However, when Silver tried to move her power, she discovered to her horror that her body and all the magic within her seemed to be suppressed by an immovable force. Her body could not move, and her magic was pinned deep inside her.

?!!!

How... how could this be?

At this moment, Silver's heart sank into an unprecedented state of anxiety. As the red-haired man continued to stroke her head, Silver felt a strange sensation. She felt like a weak, powerless little bird being held firmly in the palm of a dragon that blotted out the sun.

This... this man is a monster...

Faced with a being who could erase her at any moment, even an elder vampire like Silver could not help but shake all over. With fear taking hold, she tremblingly lowered her head.

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With a satisfied nod at how well she was behaving, the red-haired man looked toward a beautiful figure dressed in white among the councilors.

"But seriously, you people here... why are you all so short-tempered? Can't you just listen to someone speak?"

"Listen to someone speak?"

As those words reached her ears, the woman in white dress, Aya, the current leader of Saint Luo Mary, slowly raised her head. With a murderous look, she stared intensely at the red-haired man's face.

"Are you joking?"

"Hmm?"

"The moment you entered, you released a provocative aura and insulted every councilor in our nation! How could we possibly speak with you civilly under those conditions!"

"Huh? When did I insult or mock anyone? Don't just say whatever you want, little one."

With a helpless tone, the red-haired man spoke.

"I just came over to give a friendly greeting. I have no ill intentions. At most, I just wanted to learn about your country's system and how you managed to integrate so many different races."

"You call that a friendly greeting? Don't make me laugh!"

"How was it not?"

With an innocent wave of his hands, the red-haired man continued.

"I just gave a friendly smile. Was that really necessary?"

As he spoke, seemingly wanting to prove how friendly his smile was, the red-haired man gave Aya another smile while feeling quite good about himself.

And then...

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With a sudden burst of cold killing intent in her eyes, Aya, who had finally managed to calm down, lost control again. The magic power in her body surged wildly, and she looked as if she were about to rush forward and risk her life against the red-haired man.

Seeing this familiar scene, the red-haired man frowned. With a sudden flash, he appeared in front of Aya and gently touched her forehead.

Following a ripple of dark red energy, Aya, who was about to go berserk, suddenly shuddered and collapsed unconscious to the ground.

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"Mmm, maybe Maya was right. I should probably smile less."

With his hand on his chin, the red-haired man fell into a brief state of self-doubt.

"Whatever, forget it..."

With a slow turn of his head, the red-haired man looked at the surrounding councilors who were still radiating killing intent and spoke helplessly.

"Don't worry, I really have no malicious intent. I can guarantee that... with my reputation."

"Reputation? You don't have a damn bit of reputation! Who do you think you are?!" an old councilor shouted fiercely.

Hearing this, the red-haired man folded his arms across his chest. With his head held high and a wicked arch of his brow, he looked down at them.

"Heh, reputation? I actually have quite a lot of it. You juniors might not know... I am the famous first Primal One, the Dragon Sovereign Jin."