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Chapter 1254: Chapter 1254 Heading to Ultimate Bliss
"General Grove?"
The woman looked behind her and asked with a smile, "Have you ever heard of him?"
"General Grove from The North Sea, also known as ’Great Smart King’, is said to have unmatched precision with his arrows within a kilometer."
Devlin walked up to General Grove, sized him up, and said, "I’ve heard of General Grove’s great reputation, but I have never met him in person. And, as a prominent military governor of The North Sea, why leave the royal court to join us at Bead Pulse?"
After escaping from Elaenor Wood, Devlin found Isabella Warm.
They then proceeded to The North Sea with the team.
He felt that only by Isabella’s side would he currently be safe.
Such a move from the Holy Master was extremely ruthless!
Forcing the Sealing Pulse to fight among themselves.
"Proof?"
General Grove took an arrow and drew his bow in one fluid motion!
The arrow tip pointed at a large rock a kilometer away.
"Widen your eyes!"
As soon as he spoke, General Grove shot the arrow!
Boom!
The rock a kilometer away shattered instantly.
"Now, can my identity be verified?"
Anger was evident in General Grove’s eyes.
He was, after all, a great military governor of The North Sea!
To be compelled to stay under someone else’s roof, and like a dog, still having to prove himself!
The glorious past, now reduced to a state as lowly as a dog’s.
His fragile ego made him grip his long bow tightly!
"Indeed, the great military governor of The North Sea." The woman clapped her hands, looking at him appreciatively, "With such skills, why would you defect from The North Sea and come to us? Logically speaking, I can’t offer you the luxuries of The North Sea."
"Officers in The North Sea are at odds, some falsely accused my foster father the Right Minister, even stole my arrows, killed the Military Governor, and tried to overthrow me to curb my foster father’s power," explained General Grove without reservation.
Since the Right Minister had told him to seek refuge with Bead Pulse, it would’ve been known to Bead Pulse sooner or later.
To defect required the sincerity of defection.
"Very well!"
The woman nodded her head, satisfied, "With me here, the King of The North Sea dares not touch you. Come, let’s go to the Heavenly Palace."
"If I appear..." General Grove was hesitant.
Would the King of The North Sea let him off if he appeared in the royal court?
And his appearance would surely implicate the Right Minister.
"With me covering you, there won’t be any problem. Trust me, the King of The North Sea can’t touch you! That’s the confidence of Bead Pulse!" The woman continued her way towards the underground palace.
After a brief internal struggle, General Grove finally stomped his foot.
And followed her.
...
At the Heavenly Palace.
Guests from all directions came to congratulate.
Julius Reed, wearing a python robe, stood on the high platform.
The Commanding Platform!
Ten meters high.
Thirty meters long and twenty meters wide.
Magnificent!
Underneath the platform, all pillars bore dragon patterns of The North Sea.
Not far from the high platform was a temporary structure.
It had a sunshade over it and hundreds of tables beneath.
The King of The North Sea sat in the middle, his face full of smiles.
Next to him, Baylor Davenport, in festive red attire, looked towards the high platform.
No hint of emotion on her face.
"Is this the consort of The North Sea?"
People below pointed and discussed, finally seeing the person who reputedly killed Mad Dragon.
"Plain and ordinary! Plain and ordinary! Doesn’t look like a master at all." Okello Yarrow scoffed, "If I had met Mad Dragon, I could be the consort too! This lad just got lucky!"
"Pah! Okello Yarrow, I only ask you, within your own faction, who is more proficient, you or Denzel Leopold?" Someone called him out.
"Elder Denzel is slightly better than me," Okello Yarrow’s face turned red.
"Denzel Leopold, even with the help of Skyslaughter Sect, was killed by Mad Dragon at the Shadow Gate headquarters, and you think you could become the consort?"
People disdainfully said, "Such arrogance!"
"You!"
Okello Yarrow’s throat moved, but he eventually let it go.
Unable to win a fight, and if a fight did break out and no one intervened, it would be embarrassing.
For a moment.
Thousands of eyes were all intently focused on the high platform.
Half an hour to go before the grand ceremony starts.
"Bead Pulse!"
Suddenly, a North Sea court official pointed towards the grand road of the Heavenly Palace.
"Hmm?"
The King of The North Sea stood up and observed a group of people approaching from a distance.
"Why... is Solaris Grove among them?"
A sharp-eyed courtier of The North Sea immediately spotted Solaris Grove behind the masked woman.
"Your Majesty, I have captured Solaris Grove!"
Just as the official from Star City was about to leave, he was stopped by Everton Davenport: "Let’s see how things unfold!"
Last night, when the Right Minister said that the Left Minister was part of the Bead Pulse, Everton Davenport began to harbor some doubts.
How could such secretive information be known to the Right Minister?
Now, seeing Solaris Grove appearing among the Bead Pulse group requires deep reflection.
Could it be...
The Right Minister is also connected to Bead Pulse?
Everton Davenport’s expression suddenly became extremely grim.
"Have someone watch the prison strictly; no one is allowed to enter!" he ordered the official from Star City.
"Yes, sir!"
The official from Star City wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly vanished.
"Daughter, are you satisfied with this fiancé?" pointing at Julius Reed on the platform, Everton Davenport spoke, "This man killed the Mad Dragon, possessing both intelligence and bravery! Now that both the Left and Right Ministers seem disloyal, the king has to cultivate new talents."
"I can’t see clearly."
Baylor Davenport replied coldly.
She disliked arranged marriages.
Especially those where she had never met the person, yet was expected to marry upon first meeting.
If not for Everton Davenport’s personal instructions, Baylor Davenport really planned to stay in Five-river Province indefinitely.
"It’s not that I want to control your life, but such heroes are rare. After today’s ceremony, I’ll find a Wizard to pick an auspicious time for you two to get married."
Everton Davenport felt like sitting on pins and needles.
He suddenly felt that there was no one left around him he could trust.
The Left Minister belonged to Bead Pulse, and the Right Minister’s adopted son was also tangled up with Bead Pulse.
Only he, the proud King of The North Sea, was kept in the dark.
"Without achieving greater accomplishments, how can I marry?" Baylor Davenport said coldly: "Let’s discuss this after the king sits on the throne of Demarco Mount."
"Alright, I won’t force it," Everton Davenport said with a face full of loving indulgence.
Thud!
At this moment.
A bell sounded.
Two more bell sounds, and the ceremony would begin.
The whole venue fell silent.
Julius Reed stood on the platform, hands clasped behind his back.
Surveying the crowd below.
A dragon-slaying hero?
What a joke!
The fate of a hero is nothing more than becoming a cold corpse.
A dragon that can be slain does not deserve the name ’dragon!’
But suddenly!
A plane roared past!
"What’s that!"
Everyone stood up and gazed at the sky.
"A plane?" Even Everton Davenport could no longer sit still.
The North Sea Heaven Palace was hidden and could perfectly avoid any flight path.
From where did this plane come?
A whistling sound.
The plane flew past the sky above the palace and gradually disappeared.
And then, a black dot slowly became visible!
And grew larger!
"It’s a person!"
Someone from the sects looked up at the sky in surprise.
Someone actually jumped directly from the plane!
The figure grew larger and larger!
Boom!
With a loud bang.
Dust rose between the point of command at The North Sea and the temporarily constructed buildings below.
The person landed.
"Who is... this person?"
Most of the people present were from sects, yet none had this capability.
"Be alert!"
The North Sea warriors stepped forward and brandished their weapons!
"From the West Sea, under the Buddha, the Arhat of Homicide." As these words were spoken, the dust suddenly dissipated.
A monk clutching Buddha Beads appeared before the crowd.
"On this trip, I am sending The North Sea’s fiancé to ultimate bliss."
The Arhat of Homicide smiled faintly.
