Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: The Lords' First Gathering

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"Pathetic Spirit Monsters, hmph, His Majesty actually invites such weaklings."

A dragon-human dressed in extraordinary attire, covered from head to toe in intermediate- level Treasures, was not a Hero but a Troop, an elite 5th Rank Troop Type.

Then the dragon-human caught sight of the Skeleton Soldiers at work, and his expression filled with even more disgust.

But he managed to restrain himself quite well and did not do anything inappropriate.

"The Emperor has issued a decree, come out quickly to receive the edict."

Unsurprisingly, the dragon-human's voice caught Qin Muye's attention.

Qin Muye glanced over from the Mage Tower, the dragon-human looked like some sort of lizard person, but whether in terms of Power or Bloodline, he was far superior to any lizard person and also carried a faint aura of authority.

[Troop Type: Dragon-human Royal Guard]

[Troop Rank: ???]

[???]

'I can't even identify the Troop Type, the True Dragon Emperor's power far exceeds my imagination.'

As for how the other party could teleport into the Red Wind Plain and know the whereabouts of his domain, Qin Muye did not bother to ponder, perhaps due to special Items, magical interference, or intentional leaking by the Wisdom Tree among other reasons.

This was also probably a show of force from the start, implying, "I know where your domain is, and when the time comes, I can kill you at will."

Qin Muye walked out languidly, signaling the other Spirit Monsters not to follow, lest things got out of control and it became difficult for him to escape with a group in tow.

"I didn't expect the True Dragon Emperor to be so generous, visiting my Red Wind Plain once must have been costly," Qin Muye teased.

The Dragon-human Royal Guard kept his eyes fixed on Qin Muye, seemingly surprised, having not expected Qin Muye to possess such immense Magic Power, which made him somewhat doubtful.

"Merely Teleportation Magic, it's nothing significant. Kneel down and receive the decree," the Dragon-human Royal Guard snorted coldly, immediately commanding.

Qin Muye found it quite jarring, a western dragon-human using idioms and talking about kneeling to receive a decree-it seemed he had been well domesticated by the True Dragon Emperor.

"What if I refuse to accept the decree? What could you possibly do?" Qin Muye's tone was mocking, and he really wasn't afraid at all.

Where was this place? The Red Wind Plain, where the Crimson was most intense. As the Crimson Ancestor, he held the power to control the Crimson. Even if he was not familiar with it, he was confident he could kill this creature if he wanted to.

"Those who defy the decree shall be executed immediately," the dragon-human's voice carried a thick threat.

Qin Muye blinked, "So, the True Dragon Emperor isn't really inviting us to discuss dealing with the Barbarians but preparing to kill those who don't submit, right?"

The dragon-human's expression darkened. In his eyes, Qin Muye was nothing but a mere ant, yet he dared to speak such words. He immediately drew his weapon, ready to deal with Qin Muye.

But he quickly calmed down. Killing him would be easy, but the aftermath would be significant.

Especially since the True Dragon Emperor wanted to win people's hearts, if he took action, it would appear as a trap to other Talent Lords.

"Hmph, treacherous subject, let's go. We'll see what the Emperor has in store for you." After speaking, the dragon-human prepared to take Qin Muye away.

Qin Muye's body emanated a Crimson glow, and he easily repelled the dragon-human. He realized that the dragon-human had either very low emotional intelligence or was perhaps too arrogant.

"Treacherous subject? Decree? Interesting indeed. Your master hasn't unified the world yet, but already sees himself as the supreme ruler of all, without fear of collective rebellion." "Enough, let's go. I won't bother with someone as brainless as you."

The dragon-human's face turned ashen. He had intended to teach Qin Muye a lesson, but he realized that his hand that had touched Qin Muye now bore a large patch of Crimson Crystals, which he had not sensed at all.

Bearing the eeriness of Qin Muye in mind, he ultimately only managed to suppress his anger and then tore a Teleportation Scroll, taking Qin Muye away with him.

The next second, they appeared inside a majestic hall; suffice to say, it glittered with gold and jewels.

There were many people present, but most of those who had arrived earlier were minor Lords like him. The top ten Lords on the leaderboard had not yet arrived.

Qin Muye found his designated seat according to the ranking and sat down.

After he was seated, maids began serving some fruits and pastries. These servants were not Troops but indigenous inhabitants, seemingly subjugated by the True Dragon Emperor.

Qin Muye remained still, unsure if there was poison present.

Time passed quite quickly, and soon, all the Lords outside the top ten had arrived. After all, the Troop Type that had been summoned was extraordinary, and even if they didn't want to come, they would be coerced into coming.

The faces of those Lords who had been summoned were naturally not happy, as no one likes to be threatened.

After waiting for roughly half an hour more, the remaining Lords finally arrived fashionably late.

Wang Junzi had a pale face, and his body emanated the aura of the Undead, suggesting his race had already transformed into the Undead.

In contrast, the exorcist had an air of casual elegance, like a transcendental and true cultivator, but Qin Muye could faintly sense an uncomfortable power hidden within him, as if

it was a crafty presence.

'Undead, demons, tsk, tsk, these two are ruthless, outright no longer human.' Having learned quite a lot, Qin Muye naturally could discern this.

It was just a pity that their Rank was too high, and his Reconnaissance Skill simply couldn't

see through them.

The last to make an entrance, naturally, was the host of this gathering, the True Dragon Emperor wearing a Dragon Robe and exuding dragon majesty, he strode in and took his place

at the head of the assembly.

"Court is now in session-" declared a servant loudly.

But even before the True Dragon Emperor could speak, Wang Junzi could be heard scoffing with laughter, "Hahaha, I never thought that in this otherworld, I would see this group of

Eunuch Party members."

These words were not mocking just the servant, but rather a direct insult to the dignity of the True Dragon Emperor-aimed at undermining his authority.

The True Dragon Emperor's countenance remained inscrutable, giving no hint of his thoughts. Instead, he stated calmly, "Today, I have gathered you all to discuss a united front against the Barbarians."

"Your words make sense, however, I, as a person who has renounced worldly ties, should not involve myself in such mundane matters," said the exorcist nonchalantly, indicating he was unwilling to participate and would rather be left out of the affair.

"If the exorcist, a person detached from worldly affairs, finds it inappropriate to get involved, then I, who lacks any shred of worldly achievement, have even less reason to partake in this matter," continued Wang Junzi, following up on the exorcist's line of reasoning.

Just like that, in a tag-team fashion, the two of them excused themselves from the situation.

With someone taking the lead, the remaining Lords in the top ten naturally had their own excuses and promptly absolved themselves from the responsibility.

The reason was simple: if the True Dragon Emperor wanted to ascend to 7th Rank, did they not harbor the same aspirations?

Why should they prepare a bridal dowry for someone else? If he indeed attained the 7th Rank, then what would become of them?

Given his tyrannical demeanor, he was certainly not going to spare them.

"Since you all have your difficulties, I will not hold you here any longer. Depart at once," said the True Dragon Emperor, causing a slight change in the expressions of Wang Junzi and the exorcist at his words.

His tone treated them as subordinates, did he truly see himself as invincible?

"For the remaining honored guests, you must be the loyal subjects who wish to serve your country. I wish to..." The True Dragon Emperor, ignoring the nine people, turned his gaze

instead to the other Lords.

The remaining Lords were his actual targets.

However, Qin Muye interrupted the True Dragon Emperor, "Uh, I'm also not participating."

This statement was quite abrupt, especially since Qin Muye had interrupted the True Dragon Emperor, causing all eyes to focus on him.

Everyone's expression was somewhat odd. Qin Muye was just a level 20 minor Lord, and his Profession, Talent, and skills seemed rather uninspired to these high-ranking Lords. He appeared quite ordinary, with only a slightly higher Knowledge Attribute.

"Such a grave matter of homeland and nation? Could it be that you wish to commit treason?"

The True Dragon Emperor flashed a glint of anger in his eyes. Was any Tom, Dick, or Harry now bold enough to interrupt and refute him?

A formidable dragon might pressed down on Qin Muye, making it somewhat difficult for him

to breathe.

"I am neither your subordinate nor your citizen, and you have never protected or supported

me. What does your campaign against the Barbarians have to do with me?" Qin Muye spread

his hands, indicating he had no reason to fight for a benefit he hadn't enjoyed-it just didn't make sense.

At that moment, the remaining Lords also began to feel agitated, as no one wanted to be

subjugated. "Well said, young brother," Wang Junzi was the first to speak up in support, though he did nothing more than speak, followed by the exorcist and others echoing the sentiment.

At a time like this, with someone already sticking their neck out, they naturally followed suit

in diminishing the True Dragon Emperor's prestige. As for what would become of Qin Muye in the end, what did it have to do with them? They were all just there for the show, not to truly take action.