SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Chapter 495 You Crossed A Line!

"Who is he?" King Ragnar asked, his gaze fixed on the young man who was swiftly disappearing into the mist, completely covered in dark robes. His suspicion was evident in his sharp tone as he watched the figure vanish down the path.

"He's just a good person born into a scum family," Kent replied nonchalantly, brushing off the encounter as he turned to face his uncle. Without further explanation, Kent continued walking forward with a confident stride.

King Ragnar didn't press the matter, though a flicker of unease crossed his face. He silently followed Kent as they approached the teleportation gate that would take them to the Royal Capital City. Neither spoke much as the gate's swirling energy enveloped them, whisking them away to their destination.

Upon arriving at the Royal Capital, the towering palace loomed ahead, nestled in the northern sector of the city.

Kent and Ragnar flew directly toward the royal palace, their cloaks flapping in the wind as they made their way to the musical hall where the meeting was set to take place.

As they descended, they were met by a group of royal wizards standing guard. Their leader, an older man with piercing eyes, stepped forward and blocked their path with a raised hand.

"Only the masked man is allowed inside," he declared firmly. "The Queen has instructed that no one else may enter."@@@@

Kent and King Ragnar exchanged a glance, both surprised by the restriction.

"Only me?" Kent muttered under his breath, narrowing his eyes slightly. Something was off, but he kept his expression neutral.

King Ragnar frowned deeply, his voice low and ominous. "What is Queen Soya playing at? I don't like this."

Kent held up a hand, stopping Ragnar before he could argue further. "It's fine, Uncle. Wait outside for now. I can handle this."

King Hoon Doom coughed weakly, his frail body trembling as he leaned forward. "Please, Mr. Kent," he rasped, his voice thin and pleading. "That island has been in my family for generations... it was a mistake to sell it. Our ancestors are angry, and it's affecting my health."

He coughed again, playing the part of the weak, desperate patriarch perfectly. "I beg of you, choose any city, even one of our largest, in exchange for that cursed island. I will personally ensure that you are compensated beyond expectations."

Queen Soya nodded in agreement, her voice cutting through the room with authority. "You stand to gain much from this, Kent. The dead island holds no value compared to a thriving city with resources and wealth. I suggest you accept the offer and conclude this matter swiftly."

For a long moment, Kent remained silent. The entire room seemed to hold its breath as he stood there, his head slightly tilted as if in deep thought. Then, slowly, a smirk spread across his face—though hidden behind his mask, it was clear in the way his eyes gleamed with amusement.

"What a touching drama," he finally said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I almost believed your heartfelt story. Almost."

Queen Soya's smile faltered slightly, her eyes narrowing.

Kent chuckled softly, his tone mocking. "But sadly, you've underestimated me. Again. You think I don't know about the trap you set beneath my feet? You think I'd walk in here without knowing exactly what kind of game you're playing?" His voice rose slightly, a dangerous edge creeping into it.

King Hoon Doom's face paled even further, fear creeping into his eyes. "W-What are you talking about?"

Kent's smirk widened. "You crossed a line today, King Doom. And now you'll pay for it."

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