Book 5: Chapter 100: Focus Before The Tournament
“Huh...?”
Lilith tilted her head adorably, her eyes fixated on the newspaper that had just been released today. Small question marks seemed to constantly hover above her head.
“As confirmed by the Third Divine Elder Grez of the imperial family, Prince Yeager, the eighth prince is responsible for the largest mass poisoning incident in the history of the Holy Dragon Empire. The eighth prince has admitted to this crime and expressed deep regret and remorse. In an effort to make amends, he is willing to compensate the victims by offering them a year’s worth of his own monthly allowance, alongside a public apology. The executive committee of the Great Celestial Rite strongly condemns the actions of the eighth prince, and as a consequence, disqualifies him from participating in the tournament...”
What is this?
What is all this about?
How did this happen?
Lilith had a barrage of questions in her mind.
Framing Yaeger was indeed part of her plan, but her intention was to incite conflict between the eighth prince and the other participants. The eighth prince, being a prince, was highly unlikely to admit to something that could damage the imperial family’s reputation, especially since he was not the real culprit. Moreover, the victims would never believe his denial either. They were determined to hold someone accountable for this humiliation, even if the other party was part of the imperial family. It was certain that the victims would create a commotion, and if Lilith added fuel to the fire, she would be able to create a major explosion.Findd new stories on nov/e(l)bin(.)com
In Lilith’s mind, the best outcome would be for the enraged victims to storm the eighth prince’s manor, forcing the imperial family to send saint-level experts to quell the riot. This would only further infuriate the victims, and tens of thousands of rank nine participants were not exactly easy to subdue. They would call upon their friends and gather all their power to hold a massive protest in the city. In the end, at least half of the participants could be disqualified before the tournament even began.
Who would have thought that the imperial family would directly announce that the culprit was indeed the eighth prince?
What the heck?
Is the eighth prince really that insignificant within the imperial family?
It’s hard to believe how easily he can be slandered and framed.
Is he really the emperor’s real son?
How pitiful the eighth prince is!
Lilith could not help but feel a wave of sympathy for the eighth prince. The newspaper stated that he not only lost a year’s worth of allowance, but he was also grounded for six months. What a dreadful punishment for someone accustomed to a carefree lifestyle! The eighth prince truly had it rough!
“Wait. If the eighth prince is grounded, what about the dog?”
“It sounded like... like...” the female servant hesitated. As the piercing gaze bore into her, she gathered her courage and finally continued, “It sounded like... she was moaning.”
“Moaning? Which kind?”
“The kind that you hear... when a man and woman are together...”
Princess Estelle was taken aback for a moment, then covered her mouth and stifled a laugh. “Could it be that my sister has found herself a lover?”
“That I do not know, Your Highness. I dare not speculate on such matters.”
“Very well, you may leave.”
“Yes, Your Highness. Your servant will take her leave.”
The female servant bowed and exited the room.
Princess Estelle’s gaze remained fixed on the paper screen, seemingly peering into an unknown distance beyond it. After a moment, a sweet smile graced her lips as she murmured to herself, “All my siblings are nothing but weaklings. Even my only rival is indulging in the pleasures of the flesh. Who could possibly obstruct my path to triumph in this tournament?”
She lowered her head and nonchalantly looked at the book in her hands, titled “Hot news! The Predictions For The Top 100 Participants for the Martial God Tournament of the Great Celestial Rite! Guaranteed Accurate!”
She had initially dismissed it as nonsense, but upon flipping through its pages, she discovered that she was only ranked third. Princess Oriana was ranked second, which was expected, as she had reached the pinnacle of the mortal realm six months earlier than herself.
What about the person ranked first?
Unlike the other entries, there was no introduction, no name, no photo, and not even a reason for the rank. There was only a silhouette of a petite young girl with a golden “1st” above her head.
It was intriguing, to say the least. Was there truly someone who surpassed both herself and Oriana? She had been completely unaware of such a person’s existence.
Princess Estelle’s fingers traced over the silhouette, a smile slowly forming on her lips.
Was this person real, or was it just a gimmick? She could not wait to find out. Regardless of the truth, she was determined to prove herself... as the strongest in the Martial God Tournament of the Great Celestial Rite!
Her master was the Guardian in the Holy Dragon Empire, the great Aurora Dragon, Lord Taylor! As his disciple, it was her destiny and mission to uphold his legacy and surpass all others. No one was allowed to stand in her way!