A month passed by while the entire Rising Sun Continent was strangely calm, the people going about their lives even more silently, though gossip and rumors about Damien and the rulers of the four empires had been going around.
Nobody had forgotten what happened at the Great Hall. Even now, those who hadn't seen those events with their own eyes still were filled with disbelief that Damien forced the Rong Empress and the Gale Emperor to kneel and apologize.
If it was just the Rong Empire, it still wouldn't be this shocking. But the Gale Empire was no pushover, especially their emperor. It was still a mystery how Damien escaped from that hall of experts alive.
However, more soldiers were roaming outside, even in remote towns, to be on the lookout for Damien and the Forsaken. It seemed as if all the empires were cooperating with each other to catch these criminals.
Of course, it was impossible to cover every inch of the continent, but they seemed determined to not let Damien breathe and force him into making a mistake.
The emperors, especially the Xeton Emperor, had taken extra measures to make sure that nothing like what happened in the Great Hall would happen again.
The Gale Emperor seemed most enthusiastic about catching or killing Damien to the point he was offering twice the bounty for his head and even rewards for just information, no matter how insignificant.
Still, for some reason, the Gale Emperor felt that because of what Damien made him do in that Great Hall, his people and his most important ministers weren't looking at him in the same way.
At first, after returning from the Great Hall, things weren't like this, especially since he made a big speech in the Great Hall, apologized, and even offered a hefty reward for the bereaved noble families.
He thought it was all settled and done. But over time, even if his ministers and the palace elders weren't making it obvious, he could feel it…he could feel that these people weren't looking at him in the same way.
Before, he could see fear and respect for their emperor in their eyes. But now…why did it seem as if they held some contempt and dislike towards him? Why did this happen gradually and not on the first day he returned? That would have made even more sense.
What wrong move did he make to attract such a change?
He couldn't help but feel that something was brewing behind the scenes without his knowledge. But he just couldn't put his finger on what exactly.
At this time, only his son, Kale, was acting normal like before. In fact, Kale had been actively trying to restore his reputation and even gave him a number of solemn promises that he won't sleep till he caught Damien.
As for Tristen, the Gale Emperor was too busy to be bothered about him.
But if he knew that Tristen had turned the Rong Empress into his slut then even the Gale Emperor would feel astonished.
—
"Plop!~ Such a virile general you have here, my prince~ Mmmmnn~~" A naked woman with an alluring mature body was keenly sucking and kissing the hot cock of Tristen, who was sitting in a laid-back position.
The two of them were in the throne hall with Tristen sitting on Olivia's throne while she was busy sucking him off. Fortunately for Olivia, there was nobody else in the throne hall to see her embarrassing and disgraceful state.
Still, it seemed as if the only thing she cared about was this hot and tasty thing in her mouth.
Within a month, Tristen had made her a slave to his cock before Olivia even realized it. It was as if she couldn't skip a day without at least tasting his cum.
Tristen grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth out of his cock as he said, "That's enough, bitch. I will give you more of my love if you tell me what I need to know. You understand?"
Olivia Rong licked the cum on her lips as she said with a seductive expression, "O-Of course…I will tell you everything…But please don't go away after I tell you…" She beseeched.
Tristen laughed loudly as he patted her cheek, "Tsk, tsk, don't worry. How could this prince let go of such a pretty cum bag?"
—
Meanwhile, in the Xeton Empire, the Xeton Emperor was strangely absent for the past few days and was letting his Supreme Elders manage the empire on his behalf. Nobody had any idea what was going on with him or if he was in closed-door cultivation.
However, the crown prince, Arthur Xeton, seemed to be going through something and wasn't even showing his face in the Xeton Ethereal Foundation for the past week.
He was cooped up inside his palace, and right now, he was alone in his room, sitting on his bed, his face a bit pale, and his previously sky blue eyes seemed to be taking a darker shade.
His hands were constantly twitching while his head occasionally jerked, his expression glazed as if his mind was elsewhere or probably struggling with something inside him.
He looked at his hands as he wondered if he might ever regret accepting what his uncle, Sven, gave to him to get revenge on his father.
In his mind, only the notion of revenge existed now, and he was prepared to even put his life at risk to get vengeance.
Suddenly, the door of his room opened as Lina, his personal maid, entered. He didn't even notice this innocent beauty approaching him with concern and worry in her eyes. She was carrying a cup of medicinal tea in her hands, hoping that it would make him feel better.
"Your Highness, I prepared you some—Ahh!~" Lina was startled when Arthur suddenly grabbed her by her wrist, making the cup fall and shatter on the floor.
"Y-Your Highness…" Lina's heart was thudding, but before she could say anything, Arthur suddenly pulled her towards the bed and pinned her down below him.
A month passed by while the entire Rising Sun Continent was strangely calm, the people going about their lives even more silently, though gossip and rumors about Damien and the rulers of the four empires had been going around.
Nobody had forgotten what happened at the Great Hall. Even now, those who hadn't seen those events with their own eyes still were filled with disbelief that Damien forced the Rong Empress and the Gale Emperor to kneel and apologize.
If it was just the Rong Empire, it still wouldn't be this shocking. But the Gale Empire was no pushover, especially their emperor. It was still a mystery how Damien escaped from that hall of experts alive.
However, more soldiers were roaming outside, even in remote towns, to be on the lookout for Damien and the Forsaken. It seemed as if all the empires were cooperating with each other to catch these criminals.
Of course, it was impossible to cover every inch of the continent, but they seemed determined to not let Damien breathe and force him into making a mistake.
The emperors, especially the Xeton Emperor, had taken extra measures to make sure that nothing like what happened in the Great Hall would happen again.
The Gale Emperor seemed most enthusiastic about catching or killing Damien to the point he was offering twice the bounty for his head and even rewards for just information, no matter how insignificant.
Still, for some reason, the Gale Emperor felt that because of what Damien made him do in that Great Hall, his people and his most important ministers weren't looking at him in the same way.
At first, after returning from the Great Hall, things weren't like this, especially since he made a big speech in the Great Hall, apologized, and even offered a hefty reward for the bereaved noble families.
He thought it was all settled and done. But over time, even if his ministers and the palace elders weren't making it obvious, he could feel it…he could feel that these people weren't looking at him in the same way.
Before, he could see fear and respect for their emperor in their eyes. But now…why did it seem as if they held some contempt and dislike towards him? Why did this happen gradually and not on the first day he returned? That would have made even more sense.
What wrong move did he make to attract such a change?
He couldn't help but feel that something was brewing behind the scenes without his knowledge. But he just couldn't put his finger on what exactly.
At this time, only his son, Kale, was acting normal like before. In fact, Kale had been actively trying to restore his reputation and even gave him a number of solemn promises that he won't sleep till he caught Damien.
As for Tristen, the Gale Emperor was too busy to be bothered about him.
But if he knew that Tristen had turned the Rong Empress into his slut then even the Gale Emperor would feel astonished.
—
"Plop!~ Such a virile general you have here, my prince~ Mmmmnn~~" A naked woman with an alluring mature body was keenly sucking and kissing the hot cock of Tristen, who was sitting in a laid-back position.
The two of them were in the throne hall with Tristen sitting on Olivia's throne while she was busy sucking him off. Fortunately for Olivia, there was nobody else in the throne hall to see her embarrassing and disgraceful state.
Still, it seemed as if the only thing she cared about was this hot and tasty thing in her mouth.
Within a month, Tristen had made her a slave to his cock before Olivia even realized it. It was as if she couldn't skip a day without at least tasting his cum.
Tristen grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth out of his cock as he said, "That's enough, bitch. I will give you more of my love if you tell me what I need to know. You understand?"
Olivia Rong licked the cum on her lips as she said with a seductive expression, "O-Of course…I will tell you everything…But please don't go away after I tell you…" She beseeched.
Tristen laughed loudly as he patted her cheek, "Tsk, tsk, don't worry. How could this prince let go of such a pretty cum bag?"
—
Meanwhile, in the Xeton Empire, the Xeton Emperor was strangely absent for the past few days and was letting his Supreme Elders manage the empire on his behalf. Nobody had any idea what was going on with him or if he was in closed-door cultivation.
However, the crown prince, Arthur Xeton, seemed to be going through something and wasn't even showing his face in the Xeton Ethereal Foundation for the past week.
He was cooped up inside his palace, and right now, he was alone in his room, sitting on his bed, his face a bit pale, and his previously sky blue eyes seemed to be taking a darker shade.
His hands were constantly twitching while his head occasionally jerked, his expression glazed as if his mind was elsewhere or probably struggling with something inside him.
He looked at his hands as he wondered if he might ever regret accepting what his uncle, Sven, gave to him to get revenge on his father.
In his mind, only the notion of revenge existed now, and he was prepared to even put his life at risk to get vengeance.
Suddenly, the door of his room opened as Lina, his personal maid, entered. He didn't even notice this innocent beauty approaching him with concern and worry in her eyes. She was carrying a cup of medicinal tea in her hands, hoping that it would make him feel better.
"Your Highness, I prepared you some—Ahh!~" Lina was startled when Arthur suddenly grabbed her by her wrist, making the cup fall and shatter on the floor.
"Y-Your Highness…" Lina's heart was thudding, but before she could say anything, Arthur suddenly pulled her towards the bed and pinned her down below him.
