NOVEL Legend of Dragon Son-in-law Chapter 1264: Sow Discord

Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1264: Sow Discord
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Chapter 1264: Chapter 1264: Sow Discord

The moment the slap sounded, the world seemed to fall silent.

Time briefly stood still.

Baylor Davenport gave up struggling and just stared dumbly at Julius Reed.

Her mind went blank.

And the surrounding guests and court ministers from The North Sea were dumbfounded,

like statues, motionless.

The maid closest to the two, with her fingers in her mouth, was completely stunned.

The atmosphere was very eerie.

Baylor Davenport’s face quickly turned red.

Her eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I am quite busy, and will be intimate with the princess on our wedding night," Julius Reed let go, somewhat embarrassed: "In public, the princess seems a bit eager."

Having said that, he flashed away, disappearing from the spot.

The princess seems a bit eager?

Eager?

The ministers and foreign guests looked at Baylor Davenport with peculiar glances.

But they could also understand.

Faced with such an outstanding man in both literature and martial arts, anyone would be moved.

The princess is a woman, no different from any other woman.

Human nature.

"What are you looking at!"

Baylor Davenport herself, however, was gnashing her teeth with hatred, her face red all the way to the neck.

This was an insult!

To her person and her body.

Her reputation was ruined.

"Do you believe his nonsense?"

"We don’t! We don’t!"

The ministers shook their heads ceaselessly, but their eyes communicated their understanding and sympathy.

"Scram!"

Baylor Davenport barked furiously, shaking all over with anger.

Naturally, the ministers and foreign guests dispersed so as not to further discomfort the princess.

But as they left, they couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

To think that the princess, usually so solemn, could be so passionate and unrestrained.

The prince consort is likely in for a treat.

"Princess..."

After everyone left, the maid asked softly: "Should we report this to the king?"

"Do you think it would make any difference?"

Baylor Davenport responded coldly: "Go to the Imperial Physicians’ Hall and bring me the strongest Knockout Drug. Tonight, I will personally cut off this shameless wretch!"

"Princess, if you do that and word gets out..." The maid’s face changed drastically.

This was no small matter.

The famous hero of The North Sea prince consort, the one who defeated Mad Dragon and killed Arhat, to be turned into a eunuch by the princess on his wedding night?

What kind of sensation would this cause?

"Do it!"

Baylor Davenport’s breathing grew more rapid, angry at the thought of her untouched body being groped by some stranger.

"And remember to bring me a bottle of mustard oil. I want to spread it on the blade."

She said hatefully.

"Alright..."

The maid hurriedly left, fearing that if she stayed any longer, the princess would ask her to bring a steel wool pad.

But Julius Reed, cause of all this trouble, didn’t care at all.

He intended to humiliate Baylor Davenport, to dampen the woman’s spirit.

Is the North Sea princess that great?

Is being the saint master of Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance that great?

If not, then please show some restraint.

"Prince consort."

As he turned a corner, Devlin suddenly appeared.

"And you are..."

Julius Reed was untroubled upon seeing Devlin.

He was one of the few who knew that Mad Dragon and the saint master were the same person.

The death of Mad Dragon could be hidden from others, but certainly not from Devlin.

"I am Devlin from Thunderpeak Hall, currently serving the pearl," Devlin gave a slight bow, showing his respects to the prince consort of The North Sea.

Pearl had instructed him to investigate the true identity of the prince consort.

In fact, even without instructions from Pearl, Devlin was curious to discover the truth himself.

The Holy Lord, also known as Mad Dragon, held a grudge against The North Sea.

And this dragon-slaying hero before me clearly has some connection to Mad Dragon; thus, the purpose of infiltrating The North Sea warrants deep thought.

"Turns out it’s Mr. Devlin."

Julius Reed nodded and asked, "Is there something you need?"

"I heard you killed Mad Dragon. But I’ve always been curious, with Mad Dragon’s unparalleled strength and countless powerful figures wanting to slay him, none succeeded. How come you managed to kill him so effortlessly?"

Devlin bowed slightly and said, "I mean no offense, it’s just that I have some history with Mad Dragon and I would like to hear the details of what happened. If it’s convenient for you, could you share it with me? If not, then never mind."

His face covered, his expression was not discernible.

But Julius Reed could feel that the face beneath the mask was certainly very eager.

"It’s well-known that Mr. Devlin is exceedingly clever; seeing you today, you indeed live up to your reputation."

Julius Reed complimented him, "I can only tell you one thing, but please keep it a secret. Though, it’s not a big deal."

"Please speak. I assure you, my lips are sealed," Devlin replied calmly. "I would rather believe that Mad Dragon isn’t dead."

"Of course, he’s not dead."

As Julius Reed uttered these words, Devlin immediately tensed up.

Although he had speculated as much, hearing it confirmed by the person before him, Devlin was extremely shocked inside.

"He’s now sitting on the throne of The North Sea Royal Court."

"What?"

Devlin said, somewhat surprised, "How is that possible?"

"Why wouldn’t it be possible?"

Julius Reed patted Devlin’s shoulder, "Mad Dragon has replaced Everton Davenport. If you think that’s impossible, then you need to learn about someone named Night Fairy. Haven’t you noticed that the current Everton Davenport has imprisoned both the Left Minister and the Right Minister? He even forced Solaris Grove to defect, causing chaos within The North Sea Royal Court. Would the King of The North Sea really sabotage his own martial arts?"

"But..."

Devlin’s mind was racing to confirm whether this answer was true.

"There’s no ’but’." Julius Reed looked at him meaningfully, "If it weren’t for my extraordinary relationship with the bead, you wouldn’t have known this. Tell the bead for me that after marrying the princess tonight, I will spend the night with her."

Having said that, Julius Reed strode away, leaving Devlin somewhat confused behind.

"Bead? Elwood Thorneycroft?"

Devlin mulled it over and felt that the most likely scenario was that The North Sea Prince Consort mistook Elwood Thorneycroft for the bead.

And the two had something clandestine between them.

"Could it really be the effectiveness of a beauty trap?"

He murmured to himself.

This trip to The North Sea Royal Court, their true mission was to use the medicine from the fake Divine Dragon Tripod to control Everton Davenport, and from there, control The North Sea.

But if Everton Davenport really was Mad Dragon...

Mad Dragon was immune to all poisons.

And himself, to have been so blatantly exposed under Mad Dragon’s watchful eye?

Devlin broke into a cold sweat on his back.

He thought over and over again and decided to leave The North Sea Royal Court. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪

In a place of trouble, staying could easily lead to mishaps.

Moreover, with Elaenor Wood also coming, Devlin felt even more uneasy.

He didn’t like to leave his fate in the hands of others.

After all, he was the one who should be playing the chess game.

But if he just left like that, he would still feel reluctant.

"Hmph, interesting."

Devlin supported his chin in thought and turned to walk towards Solaris Grove’s room.

This North Sea defector could serve as his chess piece to stir up some trouble in the royal court.

...

"Princess, I cannot accept this..."

In a room in The North Sea’s guest quarters, right next to Elwood Thorneycroft’s room.

Solaris Grove raised his cup, staring at the half glass of white wine, and drunkenly said,

To marry?

Tonight!

He couldn’t accept it.

Solaris Grove’s heart felt as if it had been pierced by ten thousand arrows, in agony.

Rending!

Thud!

Just then, a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

Solaris Grove picked up his bow, warily asking.

Whatever happened, he was a defector.

He couldn’t afford to be careless in the royal court.

"It’s me, Devlin."

Devlin said from outside the door, "I have a way for you to have Baylor Davenport."

"Really?"

Solaris Grove quickly jumped to the door, opened it, and asked, "Are you lying to me?"

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