Supreme Lord: I can extract everything! - Chapter 699

Chapter 699: At Peace
Michael’s words impacted heavily. Everyone in the room understood that Michael was serious. If necessary, he was willing to fight the 999 strongest Lesser Lifeforms of the Tritan Alliance to demonstrate how he would thrash the Elite Tekur in the Interdimensional Flag War.

Alice was also impressed. She glanced at Michael, her eyes glimmering faintly.

‘That was hot.’

It sounded like a statement, but Michael was not shocked about that. He was more surprised that he had heard Alice’s thoughts. Michael’s mind went blank in confusion. He stared at Alice, trying to understand what had happened, only to hear his brother bursting into crazy laughter.

‘You activated Mind Reader?!?’ Michael cursed in his mind as he realized what Danny had done.

Daniel didn’t deny the accusation and continued laughing.

Michael pressed his lips together, swearing that he would beat the shit out of his brother once he had a physical body to punch and kick.

The Berserker representative was about to tell Michael that he shouldn’t be too full of himself and that he better be careful with his words, but he said nothing. Michael’s power burst, and his presence had been horrifying. It was shocking to think that a mere Lesser Lifeform managed to exude such terrifying pressure.

Even the Tier-5 powerhouses at the meeting would have to be careful if they collide with Michael. He was merely a Mid Tier-3 Lord, but nobody could be sure they could escape a life-and-death battle unscathed.

There was no doubt. Michael was stronger than his peers, and the older Lesser Lifeforms were considered heavenly prodigies all over the Tritan Alliance’s territory.

“The Flag War is still a few months away. We can solve all issues related to the Flag War by then. There is no need to decide anything right now,” Kraft Viton intercepted while throwing a meaningful glance at Michael.

“That’s fine with me. I’m not in a rush, either. I only came to you to tell you about my proposal,” Michael shrugged. And to tell you that I want to auction a dozen 3-Star Soultrait Symbols soon. There won’t be any purchasable Soultrait Upgrades. Whoever manages to win the bids will have to contact me to learn about the price for further Soultrait Upgrades.”

Kraft Viton frowned deeply when he heard what Michael said. It was no surprise that Michael was ready to sell more Soultrait Symbols again, but it was inconvenient that Michael announced this in the meeting. Everyone could tell that Michael was scheming.

Michael glanced at the Berserker representative, his eyes glimmering ice-cold.

“Your Clan will be blacklisted until the auction ends.”

The room fell into utter silence at Michael’s words.

“Oh shit.” Someone murmured into the silence of the room.

Nobody could tell who it was, but that didn’t matter. Michael announced what he had to announce. He ignored the Berserker, whose expression contorted and focused on Kraft Viton.

The old man sighed deeply.

“Is it my fate to attract troublemakers, or am I so bad at teaching my students that they transform into troublemakers?” He mumbled.

[Michael has always been a troublemaker!]

Kraft Viton couldn’t hear Danny’s voice, but Michael could. He continued smiling.

“Check your sky messenger. I sent you a few reports about the Sacred Desert a few days ago. You might be interested in them,” Kraft Viton tried to change the topic smoothly. However, Michael was not that interested in the Sacred Desert.

“The Sacred Desert? I will check the reports in a few days or weeks, whenever I have time, I guess.”

He shrugged lightly and turned to the others. Kraft Viton took his nonchalant attitude by surprise. Michael didn’t seem too interested in the Sacred Desert region anymore. Or was he just acting? Was it even possible to act that well?

In reality, Michael’s desire for vengeance wasn’t as strong as it used to be. His brother had returned to him. That was more important than vengeance.

Of course, Michael would kill those who ordered Danny’s betrayal in the future, but there was no rush. Once he was strong enough, he could force everyone to travel to him and read their minds. Once he was strong enough, the traitors of the Tritan Alliance would die miserably alongside those who schemed against him and his brother.

It would take a while before he reached that point, but that was perfectly fine. Michael had more than enough time to spare.

“I think I caused enough trouble for today.”

Michael winked at the Berserker representative before thinking it was time to go. He had already crossed the line by barging into their meeting and proclaiming that he would end the Flag Wars forever. Even if he was confident that the Chieftain and the War Priestess thought like him, Michael knew he could have acted differently. A simple message to the Chieftain and the War Priestess would have been enough, but that wasn’t fun.

Michael wouldn’t have gone that far if the Berserker representative hadn’t been such a jerk. However, it angered him that the representatives considered the sacrifice of hundreds of prodigies during the Flag War justified. The Trilance needed more Lords to expand. Sacrificing their best candidates before they’d grown up was certainly not the right way to nurture growth.

He nodded toward Kraft Viton and Alice before leaving the meeting hall. They resumed the meeting after the disturbance – Michael – left while Michael searched for Evalynn Fang.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t find her no matter where he looked. Not even Spirit Eyes amplified with a Soul Tear and reinforced with 10 Enhancement layers was good enough to find her.

She was either far away from the Saphirelake Military Academy or in the Origin Expanse.

“Sorry, Danny.”

[No problem. I’m…not sure if I’m ready to meet her, either way. The last 24 hours have been a lot. Maybe it’s better for everyone that I haven’t had time to talk to her yet.]

Michael pressed his lips together. He was sure Danny’s reunion with their mother would be better than his first encounter after ten years of abandonment. Nonetheless, Evalynn Fang wasn’t an expert at caring for her children. She would mess up her reunion with Danny, Michael was sure.

On his trip through the Saphirelake Military Academy, Michael found Kaleb and Hiraku’s energy fluctuations. Frederik was also nearby.

Since he had nothing better to do, he met with Kaleb. It had been a while since they got time to chat properly.

Michael teleported into the arena, finding Kaleb lying on the ground. The youngest offspring of the Zenovia family had been beaten black and blue.

“Did you challenge Hiraku?” Michael asked. He glanced at Hiraku, who towered before Kaleb.

“Maybe…” Kaleb uttered between two painful groans, “That might have been a little stupid.”

“A little, yeah.” Michael chuckled and accessed Archangel’s Grace to tend to Kaleb’s wounds.

Kaleb healed quickly and got up from the ground after a few seconds.

“Challenging Hiraku might not have been my smartest move,” Kaleb announced without a shred of shame.

“You don’t say? I expected you to beat the shit out of Hiraku after he ascended to a Higher Lifeform,” Frederik teased Kaleb while trying hard to maintain his poker face. He smiled from one ear to the other. Watching Hiraku beat the crap out of Kaleb had been worth it.

Hiraku ignored Frederik and stared at Michael for a few seconds. He dispersed the Titan Spirit Soultrait and returned to his original appearance.

“I saw what you did yesterday.”

Michael tilted his head but soon realized that Hiraku had talked about Danny’s resurrection.

The corner of Hiraku’s lips turned upward, transforming into an awkward smile.

“You are a good Lord and a good brother,” He said sincerely.

It was the first time that Michael saw Hiraku smile properly. Even Frederik was surprised.

“Dude…you can smile?!”

Michael appeared before Frederik and flicked his forehead with some force.

“You need to learn when to keep your mouth shut.”

Frederik smiled, embarrassed, while Kaleb chuckled lightly.

“I missed this,” He blurted out, only for Michael to agree.

“Same here.”

At last, Michael was at peace. The pressure weighing on him for the last few months was no more.

He finally had some time to spend as he pleased.