Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Are you sure it was Luca? Fratis's life! Weren’t you already dead?

It wasn't just the Queen and Saintess of Dawn God Sect. Countless powerful figures in Dawn City sensed the disturbance caused by Luca.

Everyone was bewildered, unable to understand why this newly titled Count had gone mad, daring to kill in Dawn City of all places.

In an instant, all the powerful individuals in Dawn City were on the move.

Streaks of light cut through the sky as they raced toward Luca's location.

The Dawn City enforcers also received reports and immediately dispatched numerous city guards to maintain order.

However, when everyone arrived at the scene, they were stunned.

Four towering thorned ice pillars stood in the streets, and the entire area was covered in frost. Large shards of ice littered the ground, and the blood and flesh glistened under the sunlight, reflecting a shimmering light.

The Ghost King, holding his long sword, was kneeling on the ground, his head tilted back as he stared at the empty street. His expression was one of shock and despair, his face frozen in an agonized look, almost like a piece of art—yet it sent a chill down the spines of everyone who saw it.

The Dawn God Sect's priests and followers, along with the Phillips family's Ghost King and Masked Figures, numbered twelve high-level professionals, including two Superclass individuals! All of them had been killed on the spot!

This scene left everyone present deeply shaken. What kind of person could possess such terrifying strength?

A high-ranking noble gasped in shock, saying, "From the start of the battle to now, it's only been about ten minutes. To kill two Superclass individuals and twelve high-level professionals, that would require at least a Sky-level Superclass. When did such a madman arrive in Dawn City…"

Another Earth-level Superclass shook his head and said, **"The opponent's strength is far beyond that. I recognize both of them. One was Karle Lyman, a Holy Knight of the Dawn God Sect, a Earth-level warrior.

"The other was Rafe Ward, one of the Phillips family's seven Ghost Kings, a Sky-level Crimson Mage.

"These two were no ordinary professionals. For someone to kill both of them here, that person must have at least the raw strength to take on a Star-level opponent."**

As soon as these words were spoken, the area fell silent. In the entire Clinton Empire, Star-level Superclass warriors were a rarity—those who had touched the threshold of the Transcendent realm. Each of them was likely a legendary figure. No one could say for sure who was responsible for this massacre.

Soon, the enforcer who had gone to question the witnesses returned.

"How is this possible..." His face was dazed, his eyes wide with shock, as if he had just received some unimaginable information.

Curiosity sparked in the minds of many.

The noble who had previously spoken up asked, "Did you find out who the killer is?"

The enforcer hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, "We've found out. You've probably all heard of him, but..."

"Stop stalling and just say who it is!" another person urged.

The enforcer let out a bitter laugh and said, "According to the witnesses, it seems to be Luca the Count. After all, he's the only one of that age..."

"Luca the Count?" Many of the stronger individuals who weren't following events outside the city looked confused. They couldn't understand why they should care about a mere Count, especially one who had such powerful strength.

Augustine, however, paused for a moment before asking, "Are you sure it's Luca?"

Not just him—those who knew Luca had expressions of disbelief.

One person skeptically asked, "Could they have mistaken him? Isn't Luca the Count only eighteen? And isn't he just a mid-tier professional? How could he have possibly killed so many powerful people?"

The enforcer helplessly responded, "I can hardly believe it myself, but the description of Luca the Count matches his appearance exactly. It's hard to mistake him..."

The crowd paused and fell into silence.

It was true. With his appearance, Luca was impossible to miss. It would be difficult for anyone to mistake him.

In other words, the teenager—only in his teens—had really killed over a dozen high-level professionals?

The thought left everyone feeling as if they were in a dream.

1 vs 14, and two of those were Superclass professionals. Were the younger generation really this strong now?

"This kid... really knows how to stir up trouble." Augustine couldn't help but sigh, finally believing the news. He had just received word that Luca was fine, and before he could even feel relieved, he learned that Luca had gone on a killing spree in the city.

It was both a relief and a headache for Augustine. The boy had been in Dawn City for just a few days, and he'd already killed so many from Dawn God Sect and the Phillips family. Luca clearly didn't take them seriously at all!

"What do you mean trouble? This was self-defense!" Dean Selin shot a glare at him, clearly displeased with Augustine's words.

They were the ones who had caused trouble for Luca, and when he fought back, he'd killed them. How could that be called "stirring up trouble"?

It was self-defense, plain and simple!

The strong figures around them couldn't help but twitch their lips when they heard this.

Kill 14 people... and you're calling that self-defense?

Which kind of self-defense involves killing fourteen people?

However, due to Dean Selin's high status and her strength at the pinnacle of Superclass, no one dared to voice their true thoughts aloud.

"I never expected my junior to be this impressive." From atop a rooftop, a figure in black armor clicked his tongue in awe. "Eighteen years old, and he can already kill Superclass warriors? What will he be like when he's my age?"

"It looks like the teacher has taken on a good student this time," God of War Winston muttered thoughtfully, stroking his chin. Luca had killed so many members of the Phillips family and Dawn God Sect; they would surely come after him. Winston wondered if he'd be able to help resolve things when the time came...

Meanwhile, at the gates of the royal palace.

By the time Luca caught up to Sophia and the others, they had already been waiting for a while in front of the royal palace gates.

"You're done already?" Lucia asked, surprised. She had thought it would take at least half an hour, but Luca had finished so quickly.

Luca smiled and shrugged. "Just some small fry. Nothing to worry about."

Sophia gave him a sidelong glance. "You're stronger than I expected."

Her words were sincere. Sophia's Perception ability was not something ordinary professionals could compare to.

Earlier, she had clearly sensed the fluctuations of power erupting from the street and had a precise sense of Luca's current strength. To be blunt, even without using her trump cards, she wasn't sure if she could take him on in a fair fight.

Noticing the faint shadow in Sophia's eyes, Luca shrugged. "Senior, you're thinking too much. I was just lucky. With your talent, you'll definitely be stronger than me in the future."

Sophia was the Frost Goddess in her past life, mastering the highest-level laws. Even at her peak, she might not have been weaker than the Lord of the Sun. Luca, on the other hand, had merely stumbled upon a bit of good fortune. In comparison, he could never hope to match her during her prime.

Sophia took his words as a form of comfort and turned away, looking towards the royal palace gates. "Let's go. We're heading to the princess's quarters, aren't you in a hurry to see the Sixth Princess?"

"Alright." Luca, unaware of the subtle undercurrent in her tone, led the way into the palace.

Lucia, with a teasing glint in her eyes, remarked, "Feeling jealous? I told you to make your move earlier. Now, look, your junior has already been swept away by the princess. You couldn't...?"

Sophia chose to ignore her teacher's incessant chatter, maintaining a neutral expression and pretending not to hear.

The three of them entered the palace and immediately noticed that there were far more people than usual. Everywhere they looked, there were wedding decorations—banners and bouquets of flowers—that gave the palace a festive atmosphere, almost as if it was a grand holiday celebration.

Tomorrow is the wedding day of the Sixth Princess, and for the past few days, nobles from all over have been flocking to the royal palace to offer their congratulations. Luca even noticed some people from other countries—those from the Via Empire and the All-Beings Empire—their distinctive attire making them easily recognizable.

It was clear that the royal family attached great importance to the wedding of Fratis and Finn.

Luca's expression remained calm, seemingly indifferent, but in reality, he had already made up his mind.

The group continued walking, and when they reached the princess's quarters.

They saw a crowd of noblewomen gathered from a distance, all chattering around the elderly butler Lawson, whose hair had turned gray.

"Why won't you let me visit Her Highness the Princess? I specially came from the Eastern Territory just to meet her, and now you're telling me I can't see her?" one of the ladies said with some dissatisfaction.

"That's right! I heard Her Highness loves fine food, so I even brought a chef to prepare some delicacies. These are all rare ingredients!" another lady added, holding a beautifully wrapped gift and speaking angrily.

Other ladies tried to use their charms, fluttering their eyes and pouting in a pitiful manner as they begged, "Lawson, please let us see the princess, we won't stay long~" Enjoy stories on m_v lemp-yr

Despite having seen many high-class individuals in his time, Butler Lawson was starting to feel overwhelmed.

He raised both hands in a gesture of surrender and explained helplessly, "I understand your wish to visit Her Highness, but the princess is currently unwell. It's not the right time for visitors, so please return for now. You can come by after the wedding."

"It's precisely because Her Highness is unwell that we want to visit her!" one of the women quickly interjected.

Lawson rubbed his forehead in frustration. "You don't need to worry. Prince Finn has already called in Doctor Kallaman to treat the princess. She should recover soon."

He had hoped that this would be enough to convince the women to leave, but upon hearing that Finn was involved, their excitement only grew.

Just as Butler Lawson was starting to feel a headache from all the noise, he looked up and suddenly saw Luca and his companions approaching.

He froze in place, rubbing his eyes as if he thought he was seeing things.

When he realized it was really Luca, he jumped in shock, his face turning pale with fear. "Luca the Count, you're not...?"

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