Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 30: You Have Only One Wife, Right?

"I know, Davis." Logan smiled while forcing a smile but at the same time, he felt heartened that all of them were safe in the end.

"Father won't forget the most important thing. I might be a failure of an Emperor but I'll protect you guys at the cost of my life!"

Logan stated with a determined expression on his face.

Davis's lips widened in glee as he was content that his father thought this way. He didn't want a father who was spouting all emperor nonsense in any way.

A few minutes passed before a guard announced the arrival of the various personnel from the other Empires, one by one. The first to show up was the Ruth Empire, followed by the Ashton Empire, Ross Empire, and finally the Claymore Empire.

Logan lifted his brows but was not surprised.

The ones who showed up were the Emperors of each Empire, not the envoys. They gave respect to the rumored senior behind the Empire, not him, the current Emperor of the Loret Empire.

He thought that they would send some envoys but it looked like they actually came as they said they would.

They greeted each other and sat in their designated seats respectively.

A banquet was set up way before they arrived at the venue. Each of them enjoyed a variety of exceptional delicacies consisting of Peak-Level Sky Beast Stage Magical Beasts.

Sky Beast Stage Magical Beasts were equal to the Third Stage of the Human Cultivation.

"Emperor Loret, this Blazing Tiger meat is delicious and nourishing as well… This should've cost severely, are you sure that's it's not going to diminish your Empire's Treasury?" Emperor Alex Claymore curiously questioned. His face looked sharp while his eyes emitted sword-like intent that was capable of killing with a single look. He looked fit with his body draped with a tight-fit luxurious sword patterned robe.

Alex Claymore couldn't fathom how they were still rich even after facing two major calamities and almost thought that it was due to that mysterious senior.

'Damn, his looks can kill, literally!'

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'Is that the formless sword intent?'

Davis's thoughts were swirling around his mind. One look at Emperor Claymore and that left his mind feeling dizzy inadvertently.

He kept an innocent face while looking left and right, gauging the so-called grand characters of the Grand Sea Continent.

"Haha, how can I hold back when I heard that the Emperors were going to personally visit my Empire? Naturally, if I can do this, then it is within my means." Logan grinned as he responded, his expression on the epitome of 'I can do it all' attitude.

"Haha, the Loret Empire sure is rich!" Emperor Van Ross laughed.

His face looked amiable, and his eyes were ocean blue different from Emperor Loret's sapphire colored eyes. He looked a little fat, but that doesn't warrant others to look down on him as he was strong. He wore a lavish deep blue imperial robe with beautiful droplet patterns.

'Looks can be quite deceiving…'

Davis conceived as he gained a vague sense of unease while looking at him.

"Long years of peace must have filled their pockets immeasurably, maybe the Loret Empire is even rich compared to the four of us combined…" Emperor Louis Ashton smirked as he laughed.

His face looked handsomely evil, and he wore dark red imperial robes with azure flame patterns.

Davis looked at him but didn't feel a sense of unease like Ross Emperor.

'Heavens, this guy looks so sinister… yet nice?' He couldn't help but think, a little bit confused about his temperament.

Davis was the observing type. He used his own methods to judge a person's character, and it was ninety percent correct most of the time.

"Haha, surely you jest, Emperor Ashton…" Logan shook his head as he laughed.

"Now now, there is no use probing, hence, let's enjoy the banquet a little more gentlemen." Empress Isabella Ruth commented with a beautiful smile on her face.

She looked like a beauty who could deeply quench a man's desire. She looked mesmerizing with her laidback personality and waist-long purple hair, with puff and wavy bangs. She had a fairy-like skin tone, her body ample with assets that would make a man drool. She wore an azure royal robe that accentuated her beauty tenfold.

Davis gulped silently, his gaze attracted by her curves, 'Perfect!'

Fortunately, no one looked at him so he measured them as much as he liked.

"Yes, yes…" All three Emperors simultaneously echoed as they laughed.

Even Logan shook his head secretly. Her beauty was able to mesmerize everybody in this hall so much that they glanced at her from the corner of their eyes and didn't dare to connect gaze with her for even a short time.

All the other three Emperors were more than two hundred years old.

Everybody would think that she was a woman who lived for more than a hundred years, but the truth was that her age was even lower than that of Logan.

Nobody in this hall dared to underestimate this woman. Rumors had it that she was a power-hungry woman who had chanced upon an incredible lucky chance and had managed to secure the throne of her Empire.

"So, Emperor Loret, you know what we all are here for, and since none of us is going to be straightforward about it, I might as well as begin…" Empress Isabella Ruth sighed with a flutter of her eyebrows, her movements no longer laidback.

She hesitated for a moment but gritted her teeth in apprehension and asked away, "The question is… does the rumored senior even exist?"

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Everybody was tensed except Davis, even acting as if he didn't know what these people were talking about.

"Haha, Empress Ruth, the senior truly does exist but the point is, that grand person doesn't want to speak to me either." Logan smiled confidently and bullsh*tted.

Everyone gasped in confusion but also, relief.

"Can we possibly meet this senior?" Emperor Ross timidly asked, albeit almost everyone knew that it was an act.

"How is it possible? Senior would be very busy and probably wouldn't want to meet us, lowly emperors, in the first place. If senior doesn't want to meet us, then we can't possibly force him either." Logan answered calmly as he shook his head.

"Then do you know the place where senior is currently in seclusion?" Emperor Ashton asked.

"Who knows? I have no idea…" Logan grinned, his hands spread wide. He made it look like he knew the place but wouldn't tell them even if they begged.

Davis imperceptibly grinned as he inwardly praised his father, 'Damn, father, you sure are good at bullsh*tting!'

The discussion about the mysterious senior went on for about five more minutes. Seeing that the conversation isn't going anywhere, Emperor Ross decided to change the topic as he sighed.

"Ah… leave it. I've already come this far, might as well make good relations with you Emperor Loret."

He snapped his fingers and then presented a small treasure chest to Logan.

"It's my pleasure, Emperor Ross."

Logan nodded and accepted the gift graciously. He opened it and was astonished to see an orange square-shaped fruit in it.

He instantly identified it as the Mystic Tyrant Fruit!

'Excellent! This could help Davis attain the Tyrant Physique!' Logan became truly pleased but also secretly laughed.

The Mystic Tyrant Fruit is a Low-Level Sky Grade Treasure, an ingredient that is used in making pills and it has the effects to greatly strengthen the body.

However, no one other than the higher-ups of the Loret Empire knew that the Mystic Tyrant Fruit aided in realizing the Tyrant Physique! The Tyrant Body Secrets Manual solely belonged to the Loret Empire, hence, Emperor Ross could have said to make a loss, no, an extreme loss since he literally helped a prince of another Empire grow extremely stronger.

"I'm glad to see that you are content about it, Emperor Loret." Emperor Ross chuckled.

After that, Emperor Claymore and Empress Ruth gave their gifts, but they were lower in quality to the Mystic Tyrant Fruit. From this, it would be seen that the Ross Empire was at least sincere in their motive to make friends with the Loret Empire.

But who could deem that it was in good faith?

"Hoho? What's wrong Emperor Ashton? Why are you still not presenting your gift? Don't tell me you forgot to bring one?" Emperor Ross sneered as he made fun of his nemesis.

Emperor Ashton narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

One could tell that Emperor Ross was spot on.

Emperor Ashton was a selfish person. He didn't think that Emperor Ross would give out a valuable gift. He didn't want to offer a valuable gift either, nor could he afford to lose in front of his fated enemy.

He suddenly remembered about a matter that he was worried about recently and smiled at Logan.

"Emperor Logan, we all know that you only have one wife! Isn't that right?" Emperor Ashton smiled with a devilish countenance.

'Eh? I don't like where this conversation is heading…' Logan suddenly had a bad feeling about this.