1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King

157 Blood Bath and Medium (1)

The door opened, and a cold aura filled the conference room.

Liliana—who was escorted to the back of the team—watched the impending farce coldly.

When the Bramble Guards’ captain saw the situation outside, he reached for the sword at his waist without a word. Although he acted swiftly, the people at the door were even faster. A light yellow ball of light quickly sank into his body, and he instantly collapsed as if all his strength had been sucked away.

According to the rules, non-palace guards weren’t allowed to wear enchanted armor in the Rose Palace. The captain only wore a simple set of ceremonial armor, so he was knocked down by the other party’s Paralysis spell.

After the guard captain collapsed, the few Battle Mages and the remaining upper echelons of the Gift Church who had defected from the Mage Hall entered one after another and ‘took control’ of the entire conference room.

The court officials sitting beside the long table didn’t have the time to do anything. As for Vincent, who had expected this at the end of the long table, lightning flashed in his hand that held a blue staff. He stood up and assumed a combat posture.

Upon seeing this, the Minister of Espionage and the Minister of Finance revealed foolish expressions that said: “You didn’t guess it was me, right?” As they explained how they had secretly sent these combatants in through the Rose Palace’s secret tunnels, they slowly strolled to the side of the uninvited guests outside the door.

They had no idea that all the secret tunnels in Thorn City had long been controlled by the Retribution Templar, and the secret tunnel they used was specially reserved for them by the Retribution Templar.

After explaining the ‘flawless’ plan, the two of them began to hypocritically persuade him to surrender by saying, “If you give up and nicely surrender, you won’t lose your noble title.”

Vincent ignored the two of them and looked at the remaining four court officials of the Imperial Council.

“So? Which side do you plan on taking?”

Vincent had long known that the two court officials had betrayed him through the Death Spirit set up by William. One of the reasons why he hadn’t taken the initiative to attack was that he wanted to use this to confirm the loyalty of the others in the Imperial Council.

His words instantly calmed the conference room.

Under this tense atmosphere, other than the guard captain who had been knocked down, the others quickly made their choices. The Chief of the Mage Hall and the Minister of Food, who had been promoted by Vincent, stood up and walked behind him without a word. The imperial steward hesitated for a moment before finally choosing to walk opposite him. As for the Minister of Justice, he sat at the conference table to show his neutrality.

After the process is over, the next step should be to use Liliana as the last bargaining chip to force the other party to surrender…

William thought as he controlled Liliana’s Mirror Shadow.

“Lord Vincent, we respect your noble character very much, but please think carefully about what choice to make even if it’s for the sake of your daughter.”

As expected…

The Minister of Espionage spoke sincerely before clapping his hands, and Liliana—who had been hidden behind—was pushed forward through the crowd.

The nervous and flustered expression on Vincent’s face only lasted for a short moment. When he saw the horn emblem iron plate hanging around Liliana’s neck, his expression immediately calmed down.

Of course, there was a strange awkwardness under this calmness… William could understand why.

The person escorting Liliana’s Mirror Shadow forward was Vincent’s former adjutant, Layton. He looked at his former superior and said with a complicated expression,

“Lord Vincent, please don’t do anything you will regret.”

Vincent shook his head when he heard that. He was still holding the magical medium tightly.

Realizing that the other party had no plans on giving up his resistance, the magical medium Layton pointed at the back of Liliana’s head lit up with deep and dark lightning.

It was a fully-chanted Void Thunderstorm that was ready to fire.

William felt a slight numbness from the lightning flashes behind his head. He controlled Liliana’s illusion and looked up.

The Death Spirit he had summoned—the ferocious skeleton holding an invisible sickle—was floating behind Vincent. It was hidden and was scanning everyone in the room with a cold gaze, counting the souls it was about to cull.

This top Legendary summoned creature, together with Vincent, who had already advanced to the Legendary domain, was enough to wipe out the rabble involved in the coup in the entire conference room in minutes.

The battle was about to begin. If anything had to happen, it could only happen now. However, the Moon Realm still hadn’t done anything. Was he too cautious?

William thought as he sensed the tense atmosphere.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was worried that the Void Sovereigns he had enraged would take this opportunity to take revenge, he originally didn’t plan on participating in this farce. With the strength of this group of coupists, Vincent and Spirit could handle this matter without any risk. He didn’t need to worry at all.

However, William had a nagging feeling that something was amiss.

It was at least possible for Lunar Monsters at the Demon General level to cause trouble for him. For powerful existences like Demon Generals to enter Currere, they either needed to hold an extremely large-scale ritual to summon them or have them pass through the Moon Realm rift. However, the only exposed Moon Realm rift was Blacklight City’s Viper Scar, and he was guarding nearby. It was impossible to let them pass.