Chapter 580 - 579: The Gathering Storm

Chapter 580: Chapter 579: The Gathering Storm

"Welcome the Black Shade Envoy!"

"Welcome the Ginor Kingdom Envoy!"

"Welcome the Elders of the Naroso Family!"

"Welcome the Leaders of the Xinocha Organization!"

One by one, a loud voice announced the arrival of the new experts who had come to the Ynvashi Kingdom.

At the forefront, the aristocrats welcomed them as the royal castle gradually filled with guests who had traveled from far and wide.

Some of the strongest families, organizations, and kingdoms had gathered here.

The three princes welcomed them warmly as they dined on the various dishes and delicacies prepared for the occasion.

Friends chatted, while former enemies made alliances.

After all, they would all become partners.

So why bother with old grudges?

"I greet the princes. The Black Shade Organization wishes to express its willingness to join the princes’ righteous march to eliminate the uprising threat within the Mortal Realm."

"We only hope the princes can assist us in reclaiming some of our territories outside the kingdom."

The envoy spoke with a smile as he raised his wine cup.

"Ah, Princes. The Ynvashi Kingdom and the Ginor Kingdom have always been friends. We will definitely support the princes in the upcoming war."

"But we hope the princes will consider our terms regarding cooperation over certain resources."

The envoy from the Ginor Kingdom spoke with a polite smile.

Then another representative stood.

Then another.

One after another, they voiced their willingness to support the Ynvashi Kingdom in the upcoming war.

But there was no doubt about their true intentions.

Everyone wanted something.

Some wanted stronger cooperation.

Others wanted territories.

Most wanted resources, influence, or important positions within the Ynvashi Kingdom.

The First Prince couldn’t help but sneer as he listened.

He wasn’t surprised that they wanted rewards for their assistance.

What surprised him was their greed.

If he agreed to all their demands...

Then by the end of the war, there might not even be a Ynvashi Kingdom left for them to rule.

Their greed had truly changed the way he viewed them.

He looked at each representative one after another before finally speaking.

"Thank you all for coming here."

The First Prince smiled.

"But alas, we will have to discuss some of these benefits later."

"Haha. Friends, if we agreed to everything you’ve asked for, there might not even be a kingdom left for us to rule after the war."

His words caused the expressions of the envoys to change sharply.

"Apologies, Prince."

"But I hope you don’t expect us to do this for free."

"Our armies will be sent here to fight for you. Their lives and deaths are not guaranteed."

"Is it truly wrong for us to ask for some benefits in return?"

The leader of the Xinocha Organization spoke calmly.

The First Prince frowned.

Xinocha had once been an enemy of the Ynvashi Kingdom.

But because of that mysterious organization, they were now forced to work together.

"Sorry, but some of you aren’t merely asking for benefits."

"You’re trying to take over my kingdom."

The First Prince spoke coldly.

The warm atmosphere immediately disappeared.

Sparks seemed to fly between the two sides.

Everyone exchanged glances.

It was no secret that the Ynvashi Kingdom and the Xinocha Organization had once been enemies.

In fact, most of the forces gathered here had either clashed with the Ynvashi Kingdom in the past or remained neutral toward it.

The only reason they were now gathered together was because they had all fallen under the same mysterious organization.

Otherwise...

Most of them would have preferred to sit back and watch the Molak Family and the Ynvashi Kingdom tear each other apart while they reaped the benefits.

Just as the atmosphere grew tense...

A terrifying presence suddenly descended upon the room.

Everyone’s attention was immediately drawn toward it.

Even Caesar, who was hidden among the crowd, turned his gaze toward the source.

"What are you all doing?"

A figure dressed in a dark cloak appeared.

His voice was deep and questioning.

Everyone in the room felt a chill run through them.

There was no doubt.

He was one of the mysterious envoys.

That strange aura was enough to identify him.

Some people had even encountered this particular envoy before.

The Envoy of the Lord of Darkness.

"Envoy..."

The First Prince called out in shock.

He wasn’t the only one.

The other representatives were equally stunned.

They had assumed the envoys had already given them their respective tasks and that all they had to do was carry them out.

So why had an envoy personally appeared here?

"Stop the chit-chat."

"I can’t believe you fools are still arguing about resources."

The envoy sounded annoyed.

How anxious had everyone been when the Lord of Darkness informed them that the six-month deadline was approaching?

And yet...

These people, whom they had entrusted with their respective tasks, were standing here arguing over resources and benefits.

What the hell was wrong with them?

"Listen."

"I don’t give a damn about what all this is about."

"As we speak, the Molak Family is heading this way with the sole purpose of taking the throne."

"Unless you’re discussing traps or battle plans, I don’t want to hear any more arguments."

The room immediately fell silent.

"All the resources and benefits can be discussed afterward."

"I’m sure you’re all aware of the recent changes."

"It is practically certain that the Mortal Realm is undergoing a transformation."

"Only those who seize the initiative will be able to evolve alongside it."

"Unless you want to be left behind, I suggest you start planning."

The envoy finished speaking.

No one dared to respond.

They simply stared at him in silence.

The envoy slowly merged into the surrounding shadows.

Then...

He disappeared.

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Along the Road to the Ynvashi Kingdom

The massive movement of the Molak Family had attracted the attention of the entire Mortal Realm.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy.

Autumn was slowly coming to an end as winter approached.

Temperatures dropped rapidly.

At the same time, food scarcity continued to worsen.

For ordinary mortals, this could mean death.