Got it, not content with bothering Beatrice, you want to harass the little swan too?

No wonder the little swan was desperately signaling with her eyes, clearly she was asking him for help!

As such.

A man contemplated rescuing the little swan.

A woman thought about having the Enchanting Kingdom cooperate with her to show off publicly.

Although both parties misjudged the situation, the result was remarkably consistent.

So he said:

"You arrived at the right time, I happened to invite two special guests here."

The little swan's lips quirked upwards slightly.

Good job, Enchanting Kingdom!

He truly is Mister Key.

She said, "Oh? I wonder who is worthy of your personal invitation."

The little swan naturally knew who the Enchanting Kingdom went to pick up.

These were dragons the Enchanting Kingdom managed to attract by skills.

"Two gentlemen and ladies from the Dragon Empire, you know, we dealt with them recently."

—Hmm, intimidation could barely be considered dealing with.

Just as he said this, Sean and Fafnir, who transformed into human forms, approached head-on.

"The wea…"

Sean hadn't had a chance to speak before Fafnir silenced him with a cold glare.

"Weather is nice, Louis, you addressed the matter with Mayer Commerce Association well."

Sean showed a sorrowful expression as he spoke about this matter.

He feared the Sapphire Dragon family might have lost hope; now finding a fellow kin truly made him happy.

Louis emphasized: "Mayer never considered himself a (Sapphire Dragon)."

Sean shook his head and said, "We consider him to be, so he is."

Louis struggled hard not to laugh.

Everyone take note!

It's the Sapphire Dragon insisting that Mayer is their kin, it's unrelated to Mayer!

Only then did the little swan teasingly say:

"Louis, people claimed you're lacking in power."

Louis glanced at Gregory, without mockery, but calmly said:

"That just goes to show I'm still lacking in strength, it's better to work hard when you're lacking power."

The little swan froze, not expecting Louis would handle it so well.

At this time, Lumi suddenly spoke up from the side:

"His Highness Louis's true adversaries lie further in the future."

—The implication being that among his peers now, there isn't much that can stand against Louis.

The underground ruins have proven everything.

At this point, Harley Todd finally spoke:

"That's correct, His Highness Louis reached Level 4 in the professional rank in just 2 months, given more time, the Empire would surely gain another pillar."

Louis felt Harley was very unfamiliar, he turned to the little swan and asked:

"He is…"

Harley's expression was serene, exerting slight force with both hands to press Gregory's head down as he said:

"Harley Todd, an ordinary Count, my son has always been arrogant, getting to meet more people is a good thing."

Harley apologized, showing no trace of displeasure on his face.

Louis realized: "So it's Count Harley, I've long admired your reputation."

"No, no, hearing is not as meeting, Marquis York often mentioned His Highness Louis as a remarkable person, now it seems he's beyond everyone's expectations."

The surrounding people's expressions subtly changed, looking at Gregory with an odd expression.

It was like their eyes were asking:

"Who was it that just said their looks were comparable to Prince Louis?"

Gregory's eyes turned increasingly crimson, feeling his heart was about to explode in anger.

Unable to contain himself, he blurted out:

"Though I'm slightly lacking in appearance, I have power on my side…"

Harley felt his heart nearly stop, shouted angrily: "Gregory, shut your mouth!"

Louis extended his palm to stop Harley, casually walked forward.

The little swan didn't mind the fuss, clapped and cheered.

Harley couldn't hold back, intending to intervene, but unexpectedly, the death stare from the Sapphire Dragon couple focused on him the next moment.

The dragon's aura was like freezing ice, spreading uncontrollably across the scene.

The dragon beasts yoked to the carriages bowed down, whimpering.

An eerie aura permeated the surroundings.

Everyone realized at this moment that the "guests from the Dragon Empire" accompanying Prince Louis weren't the dragonborn kind they imagined.

"Legendary dragons…"

Experienced individuals cried out in panic.

The scene fell silent.

Many spent their entire lives without seeing such legendary beings, yet now there were two directly appearing before them.

Gregory, oblivious, flushed, staring at Louis.

Just when everyone thought Louis would make a move, Gregory, unable to bear the stares, struck out first.

Yet, he saw that Louis revealed a slight smile.

The cane in his hand seemed to effortlessly disarm Gregory's attack, his right hand reaching forward.

As everyone closed their eyes, unwilling to witness this bloody scene, Louis withdrew his hand and looked at the necklace he had easily taken, which flickered with a barely visible red light.

"Gregory, wake up!"

With a shout of anger, Gregory, who was initially furious, suddenly froze.

The rage and jealousy within him vanished like a tide, leaving a chill behind.

He stood there, beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

"William, have the Secret Guard investigate the origin of this item."

Beside him, William, a massive tower-like figure, said nothing, took hold of the jewelry, and left.

Harley's expression became extremely ugly, both shocked and angry.

He was shocked because, in that instant Louis acted, he sensed that this Prince had quietly advanced to level five professionally.

He was angry because he discovered his foolish son had seemingly been set up.

His emotions were complex.

The move just now was the Sword of Martial Arts' "Disarm Attack."

If the Prince were still level four, there would be no way he could master this skill.

Two months? Level five?

Are these words even compatible?

Even for those who typically enjoy honing the younger generation, two months would merely be enough to refine basic physical qualities.

Let alone deploying the level two martial skill "Disarm Attack" so smoothly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

How could such a monster exist in this world?

He is definitely not the experimental subject they claim from the White Tower.

Even if he were, he would only be a war weapon jointly cultivated by the Ense Royal Family and the White Tower.

Harley stepped forward and kicked the dazed Gregory, flipping him upside down.

"Idiot, quickly say, who gave you that necklace!"

Falling to the ground, Gregory shivered and instinctively said:

"It was Uncle who gave it."

"Andy Argyle? You dare take anything he gives you?!"

Harley trembled with rage.

But Louis stopped him directly, calmly saying:

"This matter will be handled by the Secret Guard and the Dark Crow. That necklace carries a power that disturbs the mind. Your child may have been influenced."

Perhaps seeing Harley trembling even more, Louis blinked and said:

"Don't worry, the Empire will mete out fair punishment. After all, he can't injure me."

Louis spoke simple words but said something that deeply wounded Gregory.

Lies don't hurt; the truth is a sharp blade.

"Sorry, Your Highness, very sorry."

Listening to his father's apology, he didn't even dare lift his head.

A level seven professional, disarmed by a level five professional without any resistance?

He considered himself one of the talented and hard-working people at Saint Louis Academy.

Yet today, in front of this Prince, he was as weak as if he had just begun training.

Despite ostensibly being of a higher level, he felt entirely suppressed in strength, skill, and aura.

"Why are you so strong...this is unreasonable!"

He muttered in confusion.

Louis calmly said: "Geniuses differ."

—Can't possibly tell him I'm cheating!

Indignant, Gregory said: "I'm a genius at Saint Louis Academy too."

Louis exclaimed: "Can you compare with Captain Jino?"

"Of course..." Gregory's face fell, "Can't compare; he's someone on the honor wall of Saint Louis Academy."

"Then that's settled."

Louis calmly said:

"The land of Ense is never short of talent, but a genius is merely your threshold to meet me."

Gregory's mouth slightly opened.

Those around him also gasped.

Such audacious statements.

But...why did they find it so reasonable?

Louis said no more.

His real opponents were never the likes of Gregory.

He walked proudly, followed by Olivia.

The group proceeded directly to the heart of the ballroom.

Leaving the dazed forces present in silent confrontation.

What a Louis!

What a Prince of the Empire!

Today has indeed broadened their horizons.

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