Was it the grief over Cecilia’s death? It seemed Sean held deep affection for Cecilia. Amid the shock, everyone couldn’t help but speculate, even feeling a touch of moved sentiment.
However, Tim Lewis and Spirit Wolf quickly realized something was off. Standing next to Sean, as Complete stage and middle stage practitioners, they distinctly felt that Cecilia, held in Sean’s arms, still had a heartbeat!
Yes, it was a heartbeat! Spirit Wolf’s eyes widened like a bull’s, although he desperately wished Cecilia could survive, he inspected her injuries himself the day before; there was no sign of life. At least, he was helpless to change that.
“Cecilia, she…”
Swallowing hard, Spirit Wolf, for the first time in his life, doubted his own judgment. He wanted to ask Sean what he had done to Cecilia last night. How did Sean manage to keep Cecilia alive?
But the words died on his lips. Looking up, his surprised eyes fell again on Sean’s white hair. He thought: was this the price Sean paid to save Cecilia?
Overnight, his hair turned white! Yes, it was the price. As Spirit Wolf speculated, Sean’s hair turned white overnight due to excessive grief and the significant amount of vital energy he expended to save Cecilia the night before.
“Let’s go!”
Sean’s footsteps did not falter, ignoring the shock of the crowd. He showed no intention of explaining, clutching Cecilia and slowly descended the ninety-five jade steps.
Taking a deep breath, Tim Lewis, Spirit Wolf, and Pupil Wolf immediately followed him, taking the lead to clear the way for Sean.
Half a minute. It took Sean and his group about half a minute to descend the ninety-five jade steps and stand before Roscoe and his group. Facing the dark energy practitioners by Roscoe’s side and the large group of guards behind Roscoe, Sean showed no intention of stopping.
It seemed Sean did not put Roscoe and the others in his eyes at all! Who dares to stop him? He will kill them!
“This…”
Prince Adam and Prince Lillard were both somewhat panicked, unconsciously turning to look at Roscoe.
Roscoe exchanged a glance with Luna Porter, communicating through their gazes.
Then Roscoe suddenly raised his right hand, making a gesture to let them pass.
The next moment, the large group of guards behind him moved aside, leaving a two-meter-wide path.
Evidently, without the absolute certainty of being able to kill Sean, Roscoe dared not stop him. As long as Sean did not snatch his throne, he would be relieved!
Thus, under the scrutiny of all, led by Tim Lewis, Pupil Wolf, and Spirit Wolf, Sean, carrying Cecilia, passed by Roscoe and the others with great dignity, heading straight for the palace gate.
“General Mason!”
As Sean walked about ten meters away, Roscoe, seeing that he did not mean to start a fight, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief and called out, “I’ve said it before, there is no irreconcilable feud between us!”
“Yesterday afternoon,”
“I announced to the nation, clearing your name of treason!”
“In the future, I hope General Mason can let bygones be bygones.”
While daring not to stop him, Roscoe was still somewhat uneasy and wanted to test Sean’s attitude.
He heard Sean respond without turning his head, “Rest assured,”
“I’ve said it too,”
“I’m not interested in the throne,”
“So,”
“From now on, you go your sunny way, I cross my single-plank bridge, our grievances are cleared, we owe each other nothing!”
“My people, you can’t touch them! Don’t try to follow me!”
“Otherwise, bear the consequences!!!”
This was Sean’s attitude!
Indeed, there was no irreconcilable feud between Sean and Roscoe. Previously, Sean believed that his grandfather Williams Mason’s death was orchestrated by Roscoe, but the truth proved that it was all controlled by King Ron.
As for the throne, Sean really wasn’t interested. If Roscoe wanted it, let him have it!
This time, the North Kingdom delegation, led by Earl Woods, was completely wiped out in the palace city, killed by Cecilia. The North Kingdom will not let it go, and a war between the two countries is likely unavoidable. At this time, ascending the throne, in fact, while Roscoe gets what he wants, he also has to bear a huge responsibility and pressure!
After all, compared to the North Kingdom, the strength of the Shirine Empire was inferior, and a civil war caused even greater losses than the North Kingdom delegation led by Earl Woods.
Moreover, the Bloody Wolf Group in the North was also Sean’s people!
With Sean’s departure, they might not continue to stay in the North and fight for the territory!
“Okay!”
Roscoe stared at Sean’s receding figure from a distance. Are the grievances settled? Do we owe each other nothing? The huge rock hanging in Roscoe’s heart finally landed!
However, as he breathed a sigh of relief, Roscoe suddenly felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.
Sean! For five years, he fought bloody battles on the northern battlefield, bravely killing the enemy, protecting the North, and resisting the frequent invasions of the North Kingdom!
Now, after the storm, Sean left, making a sad exit.
So, who else can carry the banner of the North, protect the country and territory, and deter the North Kingdom?
Who else?
Just these people around him?
Looking back, Roscoe’s gaze swept over the dark energy practitioners around him with a serious look. He took a deep breath, then turned around and climbed the ninety-five jade steps, step by step, heading towards the Hall of Throne.
When Roscoe arrived at the entrance of the Hall of Throne, the scene inside the grand hall shocked him to the core! It was as if he had been struck by lightning, his face turned ashen.
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”
What he saw was a complete mess. The nearly two-meter-thick floor of the Hall of Throne had been split open by a giant crack, larger than the one from the day before. Even from the entrance of the grand hall, he could see the situation inside the underground altar.
“It’s destroyed! Everything is destroyed!”
That damned Sean, if he wanted to leave, he should have just left. But before he did, he had to destroy the enlarged Cauldron in the altar. The sudden deafening explosion earlier was caused by the destruction of the altar!
Roscoe’s heart was pounding violently. He was grinding his teeth, anger surging from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He wished he could chase after Sean immediately and rip him to shreds.
“Damn it! You destroyed the underground altar. How am I supposed to use the Soul Devouring Array to advance to the Bright Realm?!”
He had planned this for a long time. With his current state, he would soon break through to the Complete stage. By then, the child in Luna Porter’s womb should be born.
Once the time came, he could refine the child’s powerful bloodline inherited from Sean. In the shortest time, he would advance to the Bright Realm, solidifying his position as the emperor.
“Your Highness!”
“Roscoe!”
“Roscoe!”
At this time, Luna Porter, Prince Adam, and Prince Lillard followed him. Seeing the destroyed underground altar, both Prince Adam and Prince Lillard reacted the same as Roscoe, filled with rage.
Only Luna Porter was different. Without the underground altar, could she save the child in her womb?
However, before Luna Porter could even breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Roscoe say in a chilling tone: “Summon all the refining masters in the capital to the imperial city immediately!”
“Right now!”
“Immediately!”
“At all costs, we must repair the underground altar as soon as possible!”
As he spoke, Roscoe subconsciously glanced at Luna Porter’s slightly protruding belly. Seeing this, Luna Porter’s eyelids twitched violently…
Meanwhile, Sean had left the imperial city with Cecilia. Outside the palace gates, several luxury cars were parked, including Spirit Wolf and others called by Tim Lewis. Phyllis was also among them.