Chapter 207 207: Bountiful



The ray of light landed in the middle of the coliseum, revealing itself to be a tall and handsome man with emerald eyes and golden locks. The man was dressed in white and exhibited a serene and refined demeanor that made him look like a god who had stepped out of a painting, untouched by the dust of the mortal world. His gaze swept across the crowd and the corner of his mouth curved, "They are here."

Val found the man familiar. Of all the people he had met, he had left the most profound effect on his mind, "Since he is here, something interesting is bound to happen."

Val mulled over another pressing matter. The diary had to be forwarded to the crazy Queen that was stepping foot in uncharted territory without taking proper precautions. Written in the diary, it was mentioned that proper countermeasures, if things go wrong hadn't been set in place. They were playing with fire, waiting to be burned. But flames were known to be merciless, growing while feeding on others. Everyone would be affected if the experiment continued and attracted the attention of the Unknown.

The Unknown was like a fire they didn't know how to put out!

'Everyone's safety is at risk. The Queen is the type of person who not only self-destructs but also destroys the world for selfish reasons. She is worse than me. I will only initiate the destruction of the world if it benefits me.'

Their current trajectory, with reckless experimentation, would surely draw the unwanted attention of the Unknown to the kingdom, causing peace and safety to become a luxury.

Even a child would know confronting entities you understood was manageable, but tangling with mysterious entities beyond comprehension was a recipe for catastrophe.

A single Unknown, Val believed, was more than enough to put the kingdom's safety at risk.

However, he couldn't actively participate in this matter. If he did, he could say goodbye to his freedom. Val was so sharp, how could he not know that?

'Directly contacting the ambitious Queen is not an option for me. Besides, I must ensure that my possession of the diary won't become public. There are cursed artifacts that can detect lies and hypnotize people. If I am forced to tell the truth, I might get laid down on the table and be ruthlessly dissected. Considering the ambitious nature of the Queen, she would go that far to steal my fortune. But I can't not take any action. The threat of the Unknown is even worse,' His eyes narrowed as he lost himself in deep thought.

Staying away from the spotlight was crucial to him as he couldn't break free from the kingdom and wander this world on his own with his current level of strength. If he wanted to act recklessly, he had to wait until he becomes strong enough to survive outside the boundary of the kingdom.

'But there's still a way.'

What was his most viable option you ask?

It was to depend on Lucious!

If it was any other person, Val wouldn't have considered sharing he had found the diary. But since it was him, a descendant of the D. Dragon clan known for being the protector of the kingdom until they were destroyed, it was well worth a try.

Not to mention, relying on his Detect Trait, he could determine if it was safe to speak the truth and pass the diary to Lucious. But if it wasn't, he would have to seek another way.

'One last hurdle remains.'

Lucious was leagues above him in terms of status, meaning he could not simply walk up to him and initiate a conversation, especially not in a public setting. He would be stopped before he get anywhere near him.

As for where to look him in private, he also didn't know that. People like him couldn't enter the Upper Haven. Their existence was considered too lowly. Sigh.

In the North, those from the Frontier held individuals from the Upper Haven in divine-like esteem. Given the societal dynamics, striking a proper conversation with such esteemed figures was nearly an impossible task. But if you had connections, it was manageable.

'Once Lucious truly understands the dire nature of our situation, he won't hesitate to seek an audience with the Queen and reveal the truth. But how do I hold a private audience with him?'

Val's gaze naturally wandered off to Oliver, who hadn't noticed him.

'I can use him to gain an opportunity to talk with Lucious. Since we are family, he might not refuse my extravagant request.'

Among the crowd in the coliseum was a young man with soft features, blue hair, and blue eyes.

He was precisely Oliver!

With a swooshing sound, the wind swept up, ruffling his sky-blue hair. Upon noticing the man with emerald eyes, his royal blue eyes brightened up, twinkling like stars in the galaxy, "Master."

At this moment, Oliver looked like a child seeing his beloved father after missing him for a long time.

Considering the two's master-student relationship, it wasn't exaggerated.

Lucious was the first person who didn't look down on Oliver just because he was a normie with no hope of ever becoming a bloodline user, instead treating him with kindness without expecting anything in return. Supporting, guiding, and motivating – things his parents should have done for him, he did for him. No wonder Oliver's heart filled up with joy and reverence at the sight of him.

From the crowd, Marshall approached the man with the emerald eyes and knelt on one knee, respectfully saluting, "Lord Lucious, this one has seen you."

"Mn," Lucious responded with a nod, signaling for Marshall to rise.

Once on his feet, Marshall inquired, "How come you graced us with your presence, Lord?"

"Orders from above," Lucious replied.

Val watched Lucious whispering into Marshall's ears and wondered what they were discussing. The crowd was also curious about their exchange.

God knows what Lucious had said, but Marshall immediately turned to the crowd and announced, "The person beside me is Lord Lucious. I bet I need not say anymore."