NovelEnglishChapter 2609 Who Do You Think You Are?
As Fiorenna spoke, a clear and melodious voice echoed throughout the entire hall. "Elders, | offer my greetings.
Have you all been informed of the purpose of our visit to Seraphis by Atlas?"
As the crowd's gaze remained fixed on her, Fiorenna gently smiled, her red lips moving. "Recently, Prince Gadel
has been facing shortages of resources, so we only require all the mineral resources from Warly Hill. As for that
wretched place, Hulwin, you can divide it however you wish. | assthere are no objections to this proposal?"
As Fiorenna's words fell, the representatives of the various factions present unanimously agreed.
At this moment, Gadel, who was standing behind, also stood up. "That's settled then. I'll be awaiting your good
news. Atlas, | am weary."
After hearing the young prince repeatedly addressing him by name, Atlas couldn't help but feel displeased.
However, considering the backing of a powerful nation that the prince represented, along with hundreds of well-
armed guards, and his own intentions to align with Montiria, Atlas concealed his discontent. He maintained a
bright smile on his face in response.
He then signaled to his eldest son to lead Gadel away for srest.
After all the personnel from Gadel's party had left, Atlas cleared his throat. "I assyou are all aware of the
situation in Hulwin. The old coot from the Zedler Family dares to encroach on Hulwin even when he's on his last
leg. Not a single member of the Zedler Family showed up, even for Prince Gadel's welcoming party. | suggest we
unite and demand an explanation from Mortimer Zedler."
However, after his impassioned speech, the representatives of the various factions either continued sipping their
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttea, closed their eyes or engaged in hushed conversations, paying little attention to Atlas' words "Atlas, our
primary purpose for gathering here today is to welcPrince Gadel," one person spoke up, and others chimed
in.
"That's right, Atlas. We should take things one step at a time. Rushing won't help."
"This matter is significant. Let's take it slow, step by step."
The attendees at this gathering were all powerful factions in Seraphis, and no one held a significant advantage
over the others. Why should they listen to Atlas' orders?
Even if there were rumors from the Zedler Family about Mortimer possibly ailing, the Zedler Tiger Guards were
still formidable. Plus, the Zedler Family's maritfirepower in the inner sea couldn't be underestimated. Unless
absolutely necessary, no one was willing to provoke them.
With the sixth prince of Montiria already gone and having made his appearance, there was no further reason to
stay.
"Everyone, my household staff has made lunch, and they're quite insistent, so I'll take my leave."
"Dashiell, wait a moment. It's been a while since we shared a drink. Let's go to your place and have a cup of
wine."
"We also have important matters to attend to. Please excuse us, everyone!"
With each farewell greeting, more and more representatives left the gathering. Most of these departing
individuals had little interest in the division of Hulwin, while the remaining few were the primary stakeholders in
the division of this substantial "cake." As the scene quieted down, a few of them exchanged glances and began
their clandestine discussions.
Unaware of the events transpiring in the meeting, Matthew continued on his journey. After a long and tiring trip,
he finally arrived in Concordia.
Before entering the city, he found a secluded corner and concealed his vehicle. Then, he changed into worn-out
clothes.
"The things | do for this mission..." He muttered to himself with a self-deprecating tone, then clenched his teeth.
After inserting two needles into his acupoints, GB-20 and GV-16, Matthew was in excruciating pain, cold sweat
pouring from his forehead. However, something miraculous was happening-his appearance gradually changed.
Combined with the dust and fatigue from the journey, it made Matthew's face look entirely different. Unless one
were very familiar with him, one would hardly recognize him.
Satisfied with his disguise, Matthew nodded at his reflection in the rearview mirror. With this new appearance, he
walked toward Concordia.
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