Horlaika left Silent Night Town.
When he came out from the secret passage and returned to Aïtantin Castle, he circled around the castle a few times and made sure no one followed him. The Undying couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart anymore.
He saw the rise of Snake school!
The Silent Night Secret Order would surely perish!
As a member of Snake school, he really wanted to announce his identity.
But he knew he couldn't.
Now wasn't the time!
He had to wait!
He had to wait until everything was settled!
After a few deep breaths, Horlaika calmed himself down and prepared to head to the slums of Lower Seventh Ring. It was the place where he could contact his men directly.
However, before he even took a step forward, a dagger silently appeared at his neck.
Before the dagger was pressed against his neck, Horlaika didn't even notice the dagger was there. It was only when the cold sensation appeared that Horlaika was shocked.
'There's someone behind me!
When? '
Horlaika thought he was vigilant enough. Even when he was excited, he still paid attention to his surroundings.
However, the person approached him without him noticing.
The person was very strong!
That was Horlaika's first impression of the person.
Then, Horlaika thought about where the person came from.
The War Shrine?
Or the inner circle of the Silent Night Secret Order?
Or the Aïtantin royal court?
The thoughts in his heart didn't make Horlaika hesitate. He raised his hands and surrendered.
Since the person had the ability to kill him but didn't do so, it meant there was room for negotiation.
As long as there was room for negotiation, it would be easy.
After all …
He was the Undying!
Although enduring death would bring him a lot of hidden troubles, it was better than real death, right?
"What do you want?"
"My money pouch is on the right side of my waist.
If you want to know anything, just ask. "
Horlaika said.
"Heh, has Silent Night Secret Society become so benevolent now?"
A sneer came from behind.
Horlaika could clearly feel a chilling aura appearing behind him. When the other party opened his mouth, the aura seemed to materialize and ruthlessly pressed against his back like a sword.
Strong!
He was much stronger than he had imagined!
At the very least, he was a member of parliament!
Horlaika evaluated in his heart and tried his best to make himself as relaxed as possible and as harmless as possible.
He knew his resistance was futile against a councilman level opponent.
Even if he was very confident in his own abilities, the difference in strength could not be ignored.
The hostage-taker could sense Horlaika's attitude.
The other party sneered again.
"Take me to Silent Night Town!"
As he spoke, he raised his dagger.
Immediately, blood flowed down from Horlaika's neck.
"Okay, okay!"
"I will do as you say."
"But …"
"Do you think I can bring you in with me like this?"
Horlaika turned his back to the hostage-taker and opened his hands. He actually wanted to shrug but the dagger was pressed against his neck and the movement would only enlarge the wound. Horlaika wisely chose to give up.
There was no answer.
The dagger was pulled away from Horlaika's neck.
On top of that, Horlaika saw the hostage-taker.
The hostage-taker appeared in front of Kieran just like that.
Under the dark gray mantle was a leather armor of the same color, and other than the dagger in his hand, a row of daggers were sheathed at his belt. The row of daggers was emanating a cold glare under the night sky.
The hood wasn't on, revealing the face that had gone through the vicissitudes of life.
Edersen!
Horlaika instantly recognized the hostage-taker's identity.
He had never really met the hostage-taker before.
However, because of the hostage-taker's identity as a member of Wolf Sect, Kieran knew him well.
Because of that, Horlaika knew what Edersen wanted to do.
Wolf Sect Monster Hunters wouldn't just sit back and wait.
Since the Silent Night Secret Order had appeared in the slums of the Lower Seventh Ring, Kieran must let the members of Silent Night Secret Order know what price they would have to pay for what they did.
It was a very direct way of thinking.
It was also very stubborn.
Similarly, it wasn't likeable.
A lot of higher-ups would hate this kind of method that wasn't tactful enough.
However, Horlaika wasn't one of them.
Kieran was also a Monster Hunter.
Even though he hid his identity, he liked this method.
However, he also knew that he had to give the hostage-taker a hint.
Otherwise, he would be the first Snake school member to be killed by his own people.
According to Wolf Sect's style, they wouldn't show mercy to their enemies.
So, at the next moment …
Horlaika quickly made a wolf hand silhouette, and a hissing sound came from his mouth.
The hostage-taker was from Snake school?
Edersen was stunned.
The Old Demon Hunter didn't expect the hostage-taker he kidnapped would be one of his own.
Of course, the Old Demon Hunter wouldn't believe it that easily.
He looked at Horlaika with a suspicious gaze.
"Let's talk somewhere else.
You choose the place. "
Horlaika said.
The Old Demon Hunter thought for a while and nodded.
"Okay."
…
The Old Demon Hunter didn't expect the situation before him.
Just like what Horlaika thought, he was here to teach the Silent Night Secret Order a lesson by killing one or two councilmen and creating chaos in the Silent Night Secret Order.
He knew how the Silent Night Secret Order operated.
When the southern councilmen couldn't really break free from their shackles, assassinations were the best way for them.
Whether it was the Mist religious sect or Snake school, it was the same.
At least, it was like that before.
But now?
He had to change his strategy.
The Old Demon Hunter really didn't expect Snake school to not only enter the Silent Night Secret Order, but also obtain a certain status.
At first, he thought that even if Snake school was a secret, it would be amazing if they could enter the Silent Night Secret Order and become an official member. He didn't even dare to think about being sent out as an elite. After all, these elites in the Silent Night Secret Order, other than the councilmen, were second only to one and above all.
Of course, he needed to confirm the authenticity of the information.
So, the Old Demon Hunter brought Horlaika to the palace of Aïtantin Castle.
He needed Corin to help him confirm Horlaika's identity.
But …
The moment the Old Demon Hunter snuck into the palace of Aïtantin Castle, he was shocked by a piece of news.
Corin was the heir of Aïtantin VI!!!
How was this possible?!
That was the first thought that popped up in the Old Demon Hunter's mind.
As for Horlaika?
As expected of my Snake school!
This is what Snake school should be like!
Horlaika couldn't help but show a sense of pride on his face.
The Old Demon Hunter saw the pride. At that moment, he kind of believed that Horlaika was the real Snake school. This kind of pride that came from the heart would never appear on the face of a member of the Silent Night Secret Order.
"I think we need to meet Sir Corin in a more formal way."
Horlaika suggested.
As for the title 'sir', it wasn't because he was a prince, but because Sir Corin's identity in Snake school was very special.
If there were no accidents, Corin would become the leader of Snake school.
It was what his teacher told him.
Horlaika didn't have any intention to argue. As a student, his teacher's thoughts were something that he could never understand. All he needed to do was to learn and complete his teacher's tasks.
Just like now.
Horlaika suddenly understood why Corin would become the leader of Snake school in the future.
Because there was nothing better than a king who came with his own people.
Horlaika's eyes shone brightly when he thought about Corin becoming the king and the leader of Snake school.
The rise of Snake school was not as simple as he thought.
Silent Night Secret Order would surely be replaced.
And of course …
War Shrine!
Fight!
I want to fight!
I want to help Snake school return to its peak!
I want the world to know the greatness of Snake school!
Horlaika was excited when he thought about the future.
Looking at how excited Horlaika was, Old Demon Hunter was once again convinced that Horlaika was a member of Snake school.
He was one of the core members of the school.
Old Demon Hunter could even guess what Horlaika was thinking.
Because he was young once!
He knew that young people would always awaken to some very unreliable ideas at some special time. They would think that they were right and others were wrong. Of course, as they grew older, such ideas would change. Then, they would feel ashamed because of their own ideas.
But, so what if that was a big deal?
A young man without dreams was no different from a salted fish.
Even if he wanted to be a salted fish, he wanted to be the saltiest one!
Old Demon Hunter understood Horlaika's thoughts very well, so he nodded and agreed to Horlaika's suggestion.
…
Monte strode towards the kitchen.
He knew His Highness' whereabouts very well, and he also knew why His Highness and Kurt Horton went from the garden to the kitchen. Among the higher-ups of Aïtantin Castle, the young noble's hobby was not a secret.
In fact, it was hard for any secrets to be kept in the eyes of the higher-ups.
With enough spies and think-tanks, they could deduce some things.
But A Close Official was more concerned about his Highness.
"His Highness likes food."
A Close Official muttered. He was already thinking about how to please Kieran.
A Close Official had no objection to sucking up to Kieran.
This was what he was best at.
Of course, he also knew that he had to complete his own job.
The kitchen of the palace was in the corridor on the side of the garden.
The vassal who was moving forward quickly arrived at this place.
Then, he was stunned on the spot.
What did he see?
Twenty chefs were busy, sweating profusely.
But even so, it was not as fast as His Highness' eating speed.
Meat slices the size of a palm were folded into the shape of a meat roll from one side and stuffed directly into his mouth.
He dipped some cumin into the small ribs and tossed them into his mouth, chewing them until even the bones were crushed and swallowed them.
The whole lamb was flipped on the oven, the golden skin was very tempting. His Highness raised his hand and tore off a piece. The skin was crispy and the inside was juicy, the grease dripping down from the corner of his mouth.
But before it fell to the ground, His Highness sucked and all the grease went into his mouth.
Then, his palm brought up layers of illusions.
In a blink of an eye, the whole lamb was gone.
The same thing happened to the cow.
The roast cow required five people to operate, and when His Highness got closer, all that was left was the thick iron skewer.
Not even the bones were left.
There was no table manners.
Not to mention elegance.
But A Close Official did not feel any rudeness, he only felt an inexplicable sense of joy, a kind of joy in front of food bloomed in his heart.
Gulp.
A Close Official involuntarily swallowed his saliva.
He suddenly felt hungry.
He wanted to pick up a piece of roast meat, roll it up like His Highness and put it into his mouth.
But his intuition told him that it was better not to do so.
A Close Official, who trusted his intuition, swallowed his saliva and walked over.
After he walked in, he realized that Kool Horton was already hugging his stomach, leaning against the wall and panting heavily.
Obviously, he ate too much.
"Your Highness, Edersen Demon Hunter is looking for you."
After just a quick glance, the vassal wisely retracted his gaze and continued his report.
Although the two of them had not confirmed their relationship yet.
But who knew what would happen in the future?
He could not offend the future king.
The future queen?
He could not offend him either.
"Let them in."
Kieran said after he swallowed a piece of crispy meat wrapped in egg.
Kieran knew everything through Bloody Mary, so he wasn't surprised.
It was time for the Demon Hunters from Wolf Sect to join his war chariot.
Kieran thought in his heart.
He then quickly swept the food on the plate clean.
He stood up and walked out.
The kitchen was a sacred place, not a place for discussion.
A sacred place must maintain its purity.
The chefs heaved a breath of relief when they saw Kieran walk out.
It was too scary.
They had never seen a person with such a huge appetite.
That kind of bottomless stomach was never mentioned in any myths or legends.
It was scary.
Suddenly, Kieran paused his steps as he walked out of the room.
The chefs who just heaved a breath of relief were on tenterhooks again.
Kieran stopped, turned around, and said seriously, "Thank you for the food, it's delicious."
After that, Kieran bowed slightly and left.
The chefs were stunned.
They only came back to their senses when Kieran completely disappeared from their sight.
It seemed like …
His Highness wasn't scary.
His Highness just had a bigger appetite.
What was so strange about a person with a bigger appetite?
Who didn't have a time when they could eat?
The nervousness on the chefs vanished completely.
Kuer Horton felt the change in him.
Her eyes shone with a dazzling radiance.
She felt that she had found the moment she had been looking forward to the most in her life. Holding onto the dining table, Kool Horton stood up carefully. She tried to bend down and said softly, "Thank you for your hospitality."
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