Chapter 207 207-Time To Dance.

Chapter 207 207-Time To Dance.

A Week Later:

"This looks more like a festival than a ball."

Azrail spoke as he gazed at all the different ships floating towards the main central palace, the clouds sky being filled up, not to mention all the chariots moving through the streets, all extremely posh ones that can only be afforded by the best of the best. Even the streets and buildings themselves seemed to shine with some festive light.

"Well, they are, after all, celebrating a never-before-seen genius within the Empire, so at least this much fanfare is required if they want to win you over."

Azrail's mother, Yun, spoke standing beside him, causing his eyes to move towards his now well-dressed mother. One fully ready for the ball, looking stunning, she stood regally beside him, radiating an air of grace and refinement that would turn heads. Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down her shoulders.

She was draped in an intricately embroidered gown. A high collar adorned with midnight-blue gems framed Yun's regal countenance, drawing attention to her captivating eyes.

"Um...."

A small sound of agreement called out after Yun's words, causing his eyes to turn towards his sister Xuanyin, who looked like a doll in her dress. Xuanyin, Azrail's adorable sister, stood nearby, a vision of innocence and charm. Her silky silver hair framed her delicate face in gentle waves. A crown of tiny, iridescent blue flowers adorned her hair.

The dress she wore was celestial blue that complemented her eyes. The gown is adorned with delicate lace and silver embroidery. Around her neck, Xuanyin wore a petite silver pendant, her petite hands were adorned with silver bracelets, each one a delicate piece of craftsmanship. The bracelets emitted a soft chime as she moved, tiny silver rings adorned her fingers.

As she twirled, the skirt of her dress fluttered, revealing silver shoes adorned with delicate moonstone embellishments, each and every part of her screamed luxury, as her eyes met Azrail's.

Xuanyin: "....."

"I know you don't feel good wearing all that, but it's needed to show our power, position, and standing."

Azrail replied with a wry smile as Xuanyin's complaints filled his mind.

"This is still creepy."

Raena spoke, seeing the scene, she too in her disguised form wearing a beautiful red gown, one fully representing blood. Even with her disguise, her sinful body is fully pressed against the dress, making her look sexy even though her body is hidden. And just like his mother, no jewelry seems to adorn her body. Raena just looking impatient to just get things done.

"Mother, hold your tongue."

Valencia replied with a shake of her head, she seemingly having given up her disguise as her true colors flowed, her pink puffy hair with her mix of amethyst fully let her free. Valencia, Azrail's devoted and alluring lover, stood gracefully beside him, a mesmerizing blend of pink and amethyst strands cascading down her back. Despite a veil covering her face, her enchanting pink eyes shone through.

She wore a gown of a blooming cherry blossom. The fabric was a gentle pink that seamlessly transitioned into a deeper amethyst near the hem. Valencia's gown was a masterpiece of design, adorned with intricate patterns of silver thread. The neckline, modest yet alluring, accentuated the elegant curve of her neck.

Right now the central focus of the entire continent that Azrail is in is fully focusing on him, their greedy yet apprehensive eyes fully set on him. And right now, thanks to the help of Liam's other wife, the information is going forth to only get more and more true.

"The other wives have made contact, right?"

Azrail asked, his eyes meeting Valencia, who nodded her head, her eyes narrowing a bit as she spoke.

"From my father's behavior when he called me up, it seems to be the case. I also have started to get some more contact within the Ewald family, and I can sense that they are already aiming for me."

Azrail nodded his head at those words. Even if the ones from the third Heaven want to come here, it won't be that easy. Azrail, who has played with several organizations stronger than him, pushing them to kill each other, easily understands the behavior of how these kinds of people living high up in the sky work.

'They would first try to use all the powers within here to get me.'

Liam's other wives won't be able to openly move. Even if they don't like Valencia, openly using resources to push Raena and Valencia to their death would only backfire on them. Thus their actions would be more discreet, using their resources of the second heaven, they will use these resources to target towards the first heaven.

"Mother, you said there are some movements on the border, right?"

Azrail asked, to which Yun nodded her head, her eyes focusing on the outside world that was seemingly moving at its pace.

"There have been reports of movements from the sides of the continent and even our Empire."

She said, her words making Azrail smile.

'Well, they are moving fast.'

Musing at this thought, his eyes started to move through everyone in the room, his sister, the weakest one here, was already protected with enough treasures within the range of the fourth heaven, protective treasures that only the most treasured descendants of the powers of the fourth heaven will be able to get.

One or two of such that can even cause great disaster to realms equipped within Xuanyin, such that if any attack came to her, the attackers won't even be able to tell what hit them before they died, such treasures also being in the hands of the rest of the people within the room. They all have four levels of protection around them.

These are due to the courtesy of the dear slave Nayan, some treasures being from the ones he looted, belonging to powerful people, while the rest he was forced to overwork himself to create them, thanks to the order of Azrail, a poor guy lying fainted in a room, with all his eyes rolled up his head.

Azrail might have gotten the best of his revenge killing him, but he still feels a sense of satisfaction covering him when he tortures the mad scientist to overwork, in the end, the current ones gathered here are safer than many others around. Heck, to kill them even Liam would have to descend on his own, and not such power can ever easily be moved.

Thus all enemies that come to kill them will all be nutrients and information that will be very useful to Azrail's plans.

'It would be best if someone working closely to one of the wives themselves would descend.'

Azrail marked, while things are shit Liam can't still just come and take them. Some process still has to be followed.

'And that will be our mark to hit.'