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Chapter 1240: Chapter 1240 Eight-direction Palace
"It’s me!"
Click!
Julius Reed bit into an apple, standing in front of Oracio Martin.
This was the restroom.
The atmosphere was eerie.
"I need to use the facilities, Brother Reed; can you step aside?" Oracio Martin’s face turned a shade of purple as he spoke, "Truth be told, I can’t do my business with someone standing in front of me."
"Then just don’t do it."
Click!
Julius Reed took another bite of the apple, quickly stuffing the remainder into Oracio Martin’s mouth!
Pfft!
At the same time, a knife thrust out.
The entire movement was clean and efficient!
Oracio Martin hadn’t even realized what was happening before he collapsed in the restroom.
Dead.
A stab to the heart.
The knife pierced his heart.
"Sorry, it’s do or die with The North Sea," Julius Reed, wearing white gloves, pulled a Luminous Pearl from his pocket and tossed it onto Oracio Martin’s body.
Click!
At the same time, he crushed the lightbulb in the restroom.
In the pitch-black interior of the restroom, the Luminous Pearl shimmered brightly.
This one was the same one he had given Nancy Ophelia during the day.
Such treasures weren’t carried on one’s person.
Having slipped into Nancy Ophelia’s room early, Julius Reed had stolen the Luminous Pearl while she was distracted.
Now that he had killed, it was natural to frame someone for the murder.
Next, he just had to sit back and watch the show unfold.
Julius Reed left the restroom and looked up at the sky.
The night was dark and the wind was high.
It was indeed a perfect night for murder.
He stretched lazily and went back to his room to sleep.
Tomorrow was the day of the ceremony, and he was the main character.
The laxatives were potent!
The construction site was filled with moans.
Everyone dropped their tools and ran towards the restroom in panic.
But when they reached the restroom, they found the lights were out!
In the pitch-black restroom, there was one spot that radiated light.
It was the Luminous Pearl!
Instinctively, people in the dark are drawn to the light.
"A treasure?"
A North Sea soldier moved closer, enduring the pain in his stomach, and reached out to touch it.
But as he touched the Luminous Pearl, he saw a face!
"Ah!"
The soldier from The North Sea exclaimed.
The contents of his stomach came up.
But he himself was oblivious.
"Oracio... Major Oracio?" the soldier asked, trembling.
There was no response.
Oracio Martin lay in the pitch-dark restroom, his eyes wide open.
The soldier felt something wet on his hand and instinctively licked it.
Stinky!
Ptui!
He licked the wrong thing.
He switched fingers.
It was bloody!
It was blood!
"Blood..."
The soldier ran out in panic, shouting, "Major Oracio is dead!"
"Major Oracio is dead!"
The words struck like a thunderclap!
The North Sea soldiers who had been scrambling towards the restroom all stopped in their tracks.
Their expressions changed from anxious to shocked, and finally to a sort of relieved exhilaration.
A relief that was liberating!
And then!
Shock again!
"Where?"
Someone asked aloud.
Oracio Martin was the deputy supervisor, in charge of overseeing the command platform.
If he really died, that would be no small matter.
Within the royal court of the North Sea, no high-ranking official had ever died!
If it had been an accidental death, that would have been one thing, but if he was murdered...
"In there!" the soldier who had witnessed Oracio Martin’s death, trembling, pointed to the restroom.
A group of people quickly rushed in.
Soon, they pinched their noses and carried out a body.
Oracio Martin was dead.
His death was very unsettled.
An apple was still clutched in his mouth.
Stabbed through the heart with a knife.
"Go report to His Majesty!" someone commanded.
"It’s already dark, and His Majesty is receiving distinguished guests. If..."
The soldiers expressed their concern.
Tomorrow is the grand military ceremony!
Guests from all over are gathered in the grand hall of the royal court, enjoying the North Sea’s national feast.
If His Majesty is disturbed by this...
"Hiding the death of Oracio Martin, if His Majesty investigates, both you and I are guilty of dereliction of duty!"
Only after someone exploded in anger did the North Sea soldiers hurry over in panic.
Completely ignoring the stains on their pants.
At this moment!
The royal court of the North Sea.
Eight-direction palace!
The Eight-direction palace is where the monarch of the North Sea receives foreign guests.
Named for guests coming from all directions.
Although not as spacious as the Eight-direction palace in Ivory Bay, it was equally magnificent.
Inside the palace, hundreds of people were gathered.
They were all from the martial world or various sects.
This time, the North Sea was notably high-profile, entirely different from its usual low-key approach.
The point of the platform was not only to appoint Young Master Dragon’s assassin as the King of the South but also to issue a campaign order to form alliances with various forces.
For the North Sea, this was a crucial opportunity!
The ability to kill Mad Dragon had already proven their strength!
Moreover, Baylor Davenport and the dragon-slaying youth’s engagement ceremony was also going to be held tomorrow.
"Lord Davenport, congratulations!"
A man in Northern military uniform with a mechanical arm holding a wine glass approached Everton Davenport.
"Mad Dragon has plagued the martial world for many years; you have truly helped the martial world by removing a great menace!"
"Marshal, you are too kind!"
Everton Davenport stood up, holding his wine glass with a smile, "I hear that Deep Cold has been making big moves recently?"
"Indeed!"
The Marshal gave a faint smile and took a sip of red wine.
"Worthy of being the monarch of the North Sea, to be so clearly aware of even the movements of Deep Cold." He turned his back, one hand hidden, and whispered quietly into Everton Davenport’s ear, "To be frank, this matter I am handling is greatly beneficial for you."
"Oh? I would love to hear the details!"
Everton Davenport became very interested.
Mad Dragon was dead.
Seven Clouds Academy had vanished in an instant.
And yet, Deep Cold emerged once again as the dominator of the martial world.
As the leader of Deep Cold, the Marshal was a powerful ally that Everton Davenport needed to secure. 𝒏𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝒐𝙢
Even he himself did not expect that after sending out the invitation, the Marshal would personally come.
"Willson Pavilion, have you heard of it, my lord?" The Marshal took a sip of wine, speaking lightly.
"I know, a powerful organization, led by Amadeus Fairbanks. It seems..." Everton Davenport narrowed his eyes.
Willson Pavilion!
An organization hanging overseas.
And battling the deep sea for nearly a whole year!
Both sides suffered heavy losses, with severe casualties.
"Right, Amadeus Fairbanks has connections with the Holy Master," the Marshal said coldly. "Initially, because our people assassinated the Holy Master, Willson Pavilion fought like mad dogs against us for a year!"
"You mean..." Everton Davenport was well aware of this.
But he was currently unable to intervene.
Moreover, with the North Sea royal court hidden in Star City, acting rashly could easily expose them.
"I have already bribed several elders of Willson Pavilion, and personally met with a few core members. In a few days, the Deep Cold armies will directly attack Willson Pavilion and capture Amadeus Fairbanks alive!"
The Marshal snorted faintly, his eyes carrying a cold gleam.
"By then, it will be equivalent to cutting off one of the Holy Master’s arms!"
From being initially unaware to later suffering heavy losses, the Marshal despised them deeply!
"Demarco Mount is already discussing replacing the Holy Master. The Wolf Cavalry camp controls our insiders around, preventing any of the Holy Master’s messages from getting through."
Everton Davenport raised his wine glass, smiling lightly, "May I offer my early congratulations, Marshal, for your certain victory?"
"Victory is certain!"
Their glasses clinked, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
But just at that moment, a noisy sound of footsteps approached.
The North Sea soldiers, carrying an unusual smell, appeared in the Eight-direction palace.
