Chapter 412: Star, the Prezias (4)

Chapter 412: Star, the Prezias (4)

Arin, Chang-Sun said.

What?

Can you secure the warp gate we just passed through?

Ardrin Tigernmas eyes twinkled. Youre going to expand the secret passageway?

Chang-Sun nodded. We should be able to bring the Revolutionary Army over at any time.

Isnt it better to use your subordinates? If theyre anything like him, they must quite a force to be reckoned with. Arin glanced at Jin Prezia, who was running beside Treville Prezia. Finding out that someone like Jin was only one of Chang-Suns subordinates dumbfounded her.

Chang-Sun calmly shook his head. No, its not time for me to reveal myself yet.

So I should be your face and attract all the attention?

Okay. All right, all right. Well, I should at least be prepared to do this much to get Arcadia. Arin smiled, which then turned mischievous. Ill do anything you want. Just promise me one thing.

?

let me have a lot of fun.

Chang-Sun smiled back. Youll have so much fun that youll be rolling on the floor.

Thats good enough for me.

Exchanging silly conversations, Chang-Sun and the others darted toward the Preiza Manor.

Paaah!

[The Celestial Unknown Ancient Celestial has used her ability as the Planet Celestial to strengthen the Backchannel between the Planets Helath and Eos!]

[The Backchannel has been secured.]

[The Backchannels capacity is increasing! 15 people 30 people.]

[71 people 95 people.]

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The Preiza Family was one of the Eight Ducal Families that greatly contributed to developing Arcadia from a mere nation in one of Helaths continents to a galactic civilization

According to a legend, the Prezia Family was a merchant family that had accumulated significant wealth using the legacy of an Ancient Celestial, the name of whom nobody knew. They were known to be loyal enough to give up everything they had to protect the Imperial Family and uphold their honor.

However, dozens of years ago, the Prezia Family was charged with high treason due to an incident that was later named the Prezias Bloodbath Battle, causing their multiple downfalls. Thanks to their ancestors accomplishments, the family managed to keep their title as one of the Ducal Families and Great Families, but all those titles could be stripped away at any time.

Hence, hyenas were circling the Prezia Family right now, hoping to take their place once their inevitable demise had come. The Hornan Family was one of them.

As the familys head, Morgan de Hornan fervently delivered several speeches to Sietle Prezia, the lady and pillar of the house that he used to serve with loyalty. Ending his monologue, he said, Its time to make a decision, Your Grace.

.

Your Grace, Ive told you several times that it would only undermine Young Master Trevilles position if you keep delaying!

Despite his insistence, however, Sietles mouth remained shut. She didnt even look at Morgan, making it seem as if he had nothing to do with any of what he had told her.

Your Grace!

Are you finished with your business in the manor, Morgan? Sietle asked with elegance.

I have come to realize that we are in troubled times right now. We have no choice but to escort Her Grace to a safer place.

Yes, sir! Charles saluted.

Wh-what do you mean?! Where are you taking Her GraKeough!

Smack!

The butler, who was watching them from the side, refuted in surprise, but Charles quickly punched him in the abdomen to stop him.

How are you supposed to serve your master when you dont even know when not to interrupt a conversation? Tsk! Escort him to the carriage.

N-no! N-not Her Grace! the butler stammered.

Two knights grabbed one of the old butlers arms each. He desperately struggled, but freeing himself from two physically fit knights proved impossible. He turned pale, wondering if the end of the Preiza Family had come.

Boooom!

Arggggh!

Wh-what in the world!

S-stopKeough!

Morgan and Charles turned to the front door with widened eyes, following the commotion happening outside.

Booooom!

As they did, the manors front door and walls around it were pulverized. Something catapulted in their direction and fell to the floor, rolling.

Z-Zester? Morgans eyes widened further. The one that flew toward them was the knight he treasured as much as he did Charles.

Up until a moment ago, Zester was standing guard outside, wearing splendid full-plate armor. Now, however, he was reduced to a mess, and his armor was destroyed beyond repair. His plate armor had dents all over like an abandoned can, and his crushed chest plate exuded a thick burning scent.

Well aware of Zesters outstanding martial prowess, Morgan couldnt help but be surprised.

I didnt expect to see you here. What brings you here, Lord Morgan?

However, he was more astounded by the fact that the one who defeated Zester was Treville, who was supposed to be at Eos.

Yo-Young Master, how are you here?! Morgan stammered.

Whats wrong? Should I not be here? Treville answered coldly, making Morgan purse his lips.

Although Morgan had a lot to say, he had a feeling that if he wasnt careful with his words, Traville would only tell him that he was spouting nonsense and treat him the way he did Zester.

How in the world is this possible? Morgan wondered. His lack of understanding of how Treville defeated Zester was only more reason to be careful. Even though Morgan heard long ago that Treville had become the apostle of Canis Minor, Treville wasnt this skilled back then. The air around him was a lot different than before as well. It was as if he was now serving a different Guardian!

However, something else entirely sent a shiver down Morgans spine.

Second Prince? Isnt it that idiot who sided with Sadalmelik? A man wearing a metal mask slowly entered the manor.

As in the presence of a god, Treville treated the man with respect. That is right.

M-me-metal mask?! W-wait! Morgan couldnt say anything even though the man insulted his master.

The moment Morgan saw the mans metal mask, he remembered the notorious terrorist who had taken over Eos and devastated several Star Sign orders. Morgan trembled as profusely as an aspen leaf.

Chang-Sun, the Metal Mask, turned to look at Morgan with mischievous eyes. It was as if he had just found an interesting toy. Sadalmelik must be in quite a hurry to leave a loose trail like this.

Being able to drive Sadalmelik even further into a corner made Chang-Sun happy.

Tsk! Hes unlucky.

I know. He should have stayed put. Out of all the dates he could choose, he decided to make a move today. Tsk, tsk.

Jin and Arin shook their heads, able to picture Morgans imminent future.