Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills - Chapter 393

Chapter 393: Chapter 393: Signing The Treaty
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Aengus and Emperor Vansing signed the treaty, though the agreement existing solely in written text.

The Grand Competition was scheduled for three days hence, to be conducted publicly under the watchful eyes of ordinary citizens, as stipulated in the settlement.

With the terms finalized, Emperor Vansing, his mother Fiona, Myria, and the other members of the ruling factions gradually departed from the scene.

Myria paused for a moment, casting a fleeting glance at Aengus. His calm and composed demeanor remained inscrutable, though her mind churned with unanswered questions.

As the dignitaries disappeared, Aengus turned to face his subordinates.

Bella stood silently by his side, the air heavy with anticipation.

Breaking the tension, Hog stepped forward. His voice rang out with authority, cutting through the murmurs of the billion-strong crowd and the distant onlookers.

“Subjects of the Kievan Empire,” he declared, “three days from now, bear witness to the Grand Competition for the Imperial Throne. For now, Disperse!”

The distant crowd erupted into excited cheers upon hearing the announcement. The upcoming competition between the legitimate heir and the current Emperor sparked immense interest among the masses.

It wasn’t often that such an unprecedented spectacle unfolded before their eyes.

The majority of the onlookers expressed their support for the legitimate heir, rallying behind the mark of the true Emperor. However, there were still factions and individuals who remained loyal to Emperor Vansing’s lineage, unwilling to abandon the status quo.

“This is going to be legendary!” one onlooker exclaimed, their voice brimming with anticipation.

“Finally, a chance to see who truly deserves the throne. Of course the true Heir would be victorious. The true Emperor’s mark can’t be faked!” another shouted, earning murmurs of agreement.

Still, disagreement voices persisted.

“Hmph…Don’t be so quick to dismiss Emperor Vansing. He’s ruled for decades; experience counts for something, right?,” a supporter argued.

“Bullshit! He’s led us to decline! He is a failure! The true Emperor might finally restore our Empire to its former glory,” came a sharp retort.

The crowd buzzed with heated debates, their opinions reflecting the deep divide within the Empire.

Yet, amidst the clamor, one sentiment remained unanimous—this competition would be an event etched into the annals of Kievan history.

“Follow me, my Emperor. We must settle you within the Grand Imperial Palace. Though you haven’t ascended to the throne yet, as the bearer of the Emperor’s Mark, no one would dare to obstruct you,” Protector Hog said, his tone filled with reverence and authority.

Amused, Aengus and Bella exchanged a glance before following the Five Ancient Protectors toward the imposing gates of the Grand Palace.

The faction members, cautious and ever-watchful, chose to remain nearby, setting up their temporary base while maintaining vigilance for any potential dangers or betrayals.

After a short walk through grand halls lined with towering columns and golden radiance, Aengus and Bella were led into the guest hall—a grand chamber reserved for royalty and honored guests.

The guards stationed at the palace entrance watched their departure with a mixture of respect and uncertainty.

“Did we do the right thing by letting them inside?” one guard muttered hesitantly, his voice low but laced with unease.

“Don’t worry. If he truly bears the Emperor’s Mark, he might soon become our ruler. It’s no crime to show him the respect he deserves,” another replied with a confident smile.

The first guard furrowed his brow, still troubled. “But… there’s talk that the heir has little chance of winning. What if he loses? Wouldn’t that put us in a difficult position?”

“Hah!” The second guard let out a bitter chuckle. “What else could we have done? With the Five Ancient Protectors by his side, even if we wanted to stop him, we couldn’t. It’s out of our hands now.”

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“”Take your rest here, my Emperor. We’ll remain nearby to ensure your safety. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call on us,” Protector Hog said respectfully.

“Thank you, Protector Hog,” Aengus replied sincerely.

Hog smiled, the wrinkles on his aged face deepening.

“It’s my honor to serve you, my Emperor. We exist to protect the bearer of the Emperor’s Mark, after all.”

With that, the five protectors bowed and headed outside, leaving Bella and Aengus alone.

Aengus moved to the window, gazing out as the sky began to shift hues, the evening drawing near.

“Why don’t you take some rest, husband? What are you looking at so intently outside?” Bella asked, sitting cross-legged on the large bed, her presence exuding casual elegance and allure.

Aengus turned his head, a gentle smile forming on his lips as he approached her. “I’m just waiting for someone, Bella,” he replied softly.

As he came closer, his hand reached out to caress her belly with utmost tenderness, as if it were the most delicate treasure in the world.

“Oh? Who are you waiting for? Is it that Cold Princess? Did she catch your eye?” Bella teased, her voice playful, though her fingers slipped through his hair with a care that betrayed her deep affection.

Aengus met her gaze and shook his head lightly. “You know I wouldn’t do that, Bella. That girl is special… she holds the Ultimate Law of Death. And it’s a top secret.”

Bella’s eyes widened in astonishment. “An Ultimate Law? Like your mother’s? That’s incredible! Are you perhaps thinking of stealing it as well?”

She inquired casually.

“Perhaps,” Aengus admitted, his voice thoughtful as he rested his head lazily on her lap. “But only if she chooses to remain on my enemy’s side. You know I’m not that cruel. Last time I took the Time Law and Gravity Law from those two boys because they were cruel and unkind. They brought it upon themselves.”

Bella chuckled softly, her fingers continued running gently through his hair, bringing him comfort. “You’re still a mystery to me sometimes, my husband. I trust you’ll do what’s right.”

“Knock! Knock!”

After some time there was finally knock on the door.

Aengus smirked sensing his expected guest had arrived.