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Chapter 313: Elis True Strength
After Elis’ performance, she stepped down from the platform and headed backstage. For Clark, this was his cue to stand up from his seat and walk toward the backstage area. Prince Claude focused his senses on Clark. With his Middle King Stage cultivation, there was no way Clark or anyone else in the hall could know they were under his probe—except, perhaps, the mysterious couple and Elis if she is truly king stage.
He also sensed that a few unknown individuals following the young master of the Larson family had begun moving in a pattern that seemed to form a formation. He knew they were merely waiting for the right moment to launch their attack on Clark. He continued to monitor Clark until he moved to the second floor, where his senses were suddenly blocked by something.
Prince Claude narrowed his eyes, wanting to know what was blocking his senses, but he remained in his seat. The show continued with another group of women, but he no longer cared, as his focus was entirely on the movements of the unknown group. For a moment, he curiously glanced at the mysterious couple and was stunned to find that they were already gone! His senses couldn’t even detect when they had left, leading him to conclude that they were far more skilled than he was in concealing one’s existence.
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Inside one of the private rooms on the second floor, Clark sat on the edge of the bed while Elis stood before him. He wrapped his arms affectionately around her waist, pulling her slightly closer. He nuzzled his nose against her stomach, as if trying to imprint her scent into his memory.
"My dear Elis, you are truly beautiful and talented. I’m so lucky to have you by my side," Clark said with a smile. In truth, he was already gets a boner, unable to resist the allure of her attire and captivating figure.
"Young master, how was my performance? Did you like it?" Elis asked as she gently stroked his head.
"Exquisitely done. No one can rival you in this regard," he replied. Suddenly, he lifted her effortlessly and placing her on the bed.
"Enough talk. Let me taste you today," he said as he began removing his clothes. However, before he could completely undress, he caught a whiff of something strange—a peculiar fragrance that appeared out of nowhere. He paused, his movements halting as he glanced around the room.
Suddenly, an overwhelming drowsiness washed over him. As the sensation deepened, he realized what the fragrance was.
"The sleeping incense!" The potent fragrance was strong enough to make him feel overwhelmingly drowsy almost instantly. He tried to circulate his energy to expel the effects, but before he could fully muster his strength, he collapsed into a deep slumber.
Moments later, the sound of commotion erupted outside the room. Suddenly, the door was flung open, and Clark’s guardian was hurled inside. His chest was riddled with wounds, and blood poured from his mouth and nose. It was clear he was in critical condition.
In the hallway outside the private room, many of the brothel’s staff lay unconscious, scattered across the floor. A group of individuals dressed in black robes entered the room. One of them immediately grabbed the unconscious Clark, intending to leave as quickly as possible.
However, his movements froze when he noticed Elis still awake—and even smiling at him.
"She isn’t affected by the sleeping incense!"
The others who had entered also noticed this, and one of them immediately unleashed a palm technique aimed at Elis. However, she effortlessly caught his wrist, halting the attack in an instant.
His eyes widened in shock, but his comrades were already moving to assist him. One of them lunged forward, striking at Elis’s head with a dagger. Yet, with her other hand, she easily blocked the attack as if it were nothing.
"What is she?! Did she conceal her true cultivation?!" one of the robed individuals shouted as he threw a small ball towards Elis.
Elis merely smiled as she watched the ball approach. With a swift motion, she broke the wrists of the two attackers in her hold and hurled their bodies toward the ball. The ball struck them and exploded, releasing a thick smoke screen.
Without hesitation, Elis snapped her finger. The sound of it echoed, and suddenly, all the intruders in the room froze, as if turned to stone. They could do nothing but breathe, immobilized by her power.
It wasn’t just the intruders in the room—the ones hiding in the ceiling, positioned as backup, were also unable to move. Panic swept through them by the sudden turn of events.
As the smoke dissipated, the intruders in the room saw Elis walking toward them. A smile played on her lips, and her alluring figure remained as enticing as ever. However, to the intruders, she now resembled a demoness.
It was an unexpected turn of events. They had never imagined that Elis, a woman from a brothel, could be such a powerful cultivator. The way she had blocked their attacks so easily suggested she was at least at the Grand Duke stage.
"I truly wonder who it was that dared to target the young master of the Larson family," she said, her voice calm yet chilling. "To go after him, you must belong to the group that’s been causing the commotion in the Larson Grand Duchy lately."
She stopped in front of one figure at the back of the group, standing as if she were protected by them.
The figure in front of her stood apart from the others, possessing a distinctly feminine shape. With a swift motion of her hand, Elis removed the head cover of the black-robed woman.
Upon seeing the person beneath the cover, Elis raised an eyebrow, her smile still in place.
"Well, well, what do we have here? This is truly surprising. The young miss of the fallen noble family is here, making such a bold move. Are you that desperate for revenge?"
Standing before her was Carol Duclane.
Carol’s body was paralyzed, unable to move, but her mind was fully alert. She tried to look at Elis but couldn’t. At that moment, realization dawned on her—she was facing an expert!
"Did Ghulani intentionally withhold this information?" Carol thought.
However, after thinking about it for a moment, she realized that Ghulani doesn’t seem to know the truth about Elis either, as he found nothing unusual in Elis’s past. When Clark approached Elis in the past due to her beauty, she had already been at the brothel.
He had checked her background, and all he found was that Elis was an orphan who entered the brothel thanks to the generosity of its owner. The brothel’s owner was a mysterious figure, and even Ghulani couldn’t find any information about her.
That was what Ghulani had found at the time, and he had already told her about it. If Ghulani truly didn’t know the truth about Elis, then all of them had been deceived all this time! Elis had hidden her true strength so well, she even managed to evade the Larson family’s intelligence up until now.
"I see, now it all makes sense. But I still don’t understand how you managed to plan all of this. To create such a well-organized commotion within the Larson Grand Duchy, it would require many resources. There must be someone helping you, right?" Elis asked.
However, since she couldn’t move, not even her mouth, Carol couldn’t answer.
"Well, we can enjoy a private conversation tonight with your minions. I believe you’ll talk to me, or one of your minions will do so. Tonight will be exciting, but before that..." Elis glanced at the door.
"I know you’re listening to this. Why bother hiding?" she said with a smile.
As soon as she spoke, a young man entered the room with a calm expression. It was Prince Claude. He had decided to follow the group of mysterious intruders after sensing their attack on Clark’s room and his guardian. He had predicted that whatever they planned tonight would fail if Elis intervened in their operation. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
True to his prediction, they didn’t stand a chance against her. How could a group, whose strongest member was only at the High Duke stage, possibly challenge someone who could affect a King stage cultivator like him? To someone of king stage, these group of intruders were nothing more than ants. Based on the ease with which Elis incapacitated them and the power she displayed, he believed she must be a King stage cultivator.
Another thing that surprised him was the fact that the group of intruders actually had a connection with the Duclan family. He knew of their fall due to their ties with the devils, but how had the young miss of Duclan survived? Hadn’t all the main family members of the Duclan family been executed? At the time, his little sister had handled the case, so he hadn’t known the truth or the details. But now, he was determined to learn more.
"Miss Elis is truly mysterious to possess such strength while working as an entertainer in a brothel. I’m genuinely curious about your true identity," Prince Claude asked. He was prepared to battle if necessary, as he also had an interest in the Duclan family, and these intruders could serve as valuable sources of information.
"I’m actually quite curious about you as well, Mister—or should I say, Your Highness, Prince Claude? Unfortunately, you’re also one of the targets tonight," Elis replied.
Upon hearing Elis’s words, Prince Claude’s expression turned solemn.
"How did she know?"
