Shadows of the Deep Space-Chapter 735 - 374: Grand Ceremony (Five in One)_3

At this moment, three people stood respectfully by the poolside.

On the left was a young man with black hair, delicate features, and a slender build. This man was Suduke, a senior advisor from the Dark Star Empire.

In the middle was an old man with white hair, sunken eyes, a face full of wrinkles like ravines, and sparse teeth.

This old man was called Cesar, a trusted advisor of the Eldest Prince Solerka.

Standing on the right was a man wearing a black cloak and a metal mask.

At this moment, a giant black figure swam through the smoke-filled water toward Solerka.

Splash~

A giant black snake, covered in strange patterns, with horns protruding from its head, blood-red eyes, and a ferocious visage, emerged from the water, its enormous body coiling around Solerka.

Solerka stroked the black snake’s head and cursed fiercely with an angry face.

"That bastard Merit, dared to kill my two sons, I will tear him apart alive." freeweɓnøvel.com

At this moment, Suduke also advised Solerka.

"Eldest Prince Solerka, things are not yet clear, please do not act rashly."

"Not clear? Who else could have done it! Don’t tell me it’s the seventh, he’s useless, and even his precious son almost lost his life."

Solerka’s eyes were bloodshot, his face twisted, as if ready to devour someone.

One could not blame Solerka for his fury, after all, he lost two sons at once, and one of them was his favorite.

"Suduke, Eldest Prince...."

Suderke, seeing Solerka somewhat losing his composure, advised gloomily.

Before he could finish his sentence, Solerka angrily looked at Suduke and said.

"Suduke, you said you would protect my sons well, yet my sons are dead; is this the level of the people from the Dark Star Empire?"

Suduke was momentarily speechless, not knowing how to explain, since the people were indeed killed.

At that moment, the man in the black cloak respectfully spoke up.

"Lord Solerka, the deaths of Alataide and Suduke were indeed beyond all our expectations. We did not expect the enemy to be so ruthless. Now it is pointless to blame Lord Suduke; the priority is to find out exactly who the enemy is. After all, there are too many oddities in this matter, and it may not really be the work of the Third Prince. After all, the Third Prince is a cunning old fox, unlikely to do something so foolish."

"Yakes, then who do you think did it?"

"I think it’s very likely it was the Federation."

"The Federation, how is that possible? The Federation wouldn’t do such a thing, and what benefit would they gain from it?"

"Lord Solerka, think carefully, who has the means to kill your sons in wormhole space-time? Moreover, the Federation doing this is not without motives; perhaps it’s to provoke conflict between you and the Third Prince, so they can reap the benefits of the chaos."

Yakes replied respectfully.

Solerka listened to Yakes’ words, his expression changing constantly, seemingly finding some sense in them, and then turned to look at his confidant, Cesar.

Cesar raspily spoke up.

"Eldest Prince, Yakes does have a point, but matters involving the Federation must be approached with caution."

"I understand, I will thoroughly investigate this, and when the time comes, I will make them pay in blood, no matter who it is, even if it’s the Federation!"

Solerka said through gritted teeth.

"Yes."

Cesar and the others responded respectfully.

"You may leave."

Solerka waved his hand angrily.

Cesar and the others retreated one after another.

...

World Eye Inner Ring·Third Prince Mansion.

In a guest room built of bloodwood, exuding a quaint charm, surrounded by pots of exquisite green plants.

A beautiful young woman bit onto a piece of gauze, lying on the carpet, revealing her white, jade-like back.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious robes, with a well-proportioned build, amber eyes, and a prominent hooked eagle nose, was confidently pricking the woman’s fair back with a needle pen, droplets of blood seeping out.

The young woman bit the gauze tightly, occasionally letting out muffled groans.

This middle-aged man was none other than Merit, the Third Prince of the Shabask Kingdom.

Silently standing beside Merit were two people, one was a woman with waist-length golden hair, wearing a white robe and a white metal mask engraved with golden patterns, exuding an extraordinary aura.

This woman was Rosa, a senior advisor sent from the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country, who at this moment looked at Merit with a barely noticeable trace of disgust in her eyes.

The other was a man in a black tailcoat, with slightly graying hair, a stern face, and deep eyes, serving as Merit’s butler, Mou Ya.

At this point, the entire guest room was extremely quiet.

So quiet that one could hear the sound of the needle piercing the flesh.

Just then, a figure appeared at the entrance of the guest room.

"Come in."

Without lifting his head, Merit continued to focus on his work.

Creak!

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and in walked a man in a black cloak and metal mask, who bowed respectfully to Merit.

"Yakes, how did the matter go?"

Merit asked with a slight gleam in his eyes.

"My lord, rest assured. I have followed your instructions and directed the deaths of Alataide and Suduke toward the Federation. With Eldest Prince Solerka’s suspicious nature, he will definitely point the finger at the Federation and not suspect you."