Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1244 - 1244 1244 Challenge Letter

Chapter 1244: Chapter 1244 Challenge Letter Chapter 1244: Chapter 1244 Challenge Letter Right Minister Mansion.

The mansion occupies an area of over two thousand square meters.

In such a prime location, it was already excessively luxurious.

The entire mansion’s structure was extremely retro.

By the gate, stood two white stone lions.

Red lacquered doors!

Hanging over the door, a plaque.

“Pearl Pavilion.”

The Right Minister Mansion was called the Pearl Pavilion.

The Left Minister Mansion was called the White Jade Pavilion.

Pearl and white jade, exuding an aura of wealth and prosperous harmony.

At this moment!

Solaris Grove, with a longbow on his back, sat cross-legged in front of the mansion’s gate.

Originally, he was not required to stand guard here.

But Oracio Martin’s murder and Nancy Ophelia’s tragic death had changed the usually lenient and harmonious atmosphere of the royal court to one filled with grim slaughter!

As the adopted son of the Right Minister and a renowned officer from The North Sea, Solaris Grove took it upon himself to guard personally.

It served both to protect the safety of the Right Minister and to demonstrate power against the Left Minister.

On both sides of the mansion, there were several North Sea soldiers.

Yet, Solaris Grove, right in front of the mansion’s door, had set a table and started drinking.

The night was long and endless.

Some form of entertainment was always needed to pass the time.

But suddenly!

Solaris Grove put down his wine cup, fixed his gaze ahead, and coldly demanded, “Who goes there?”

No one responded.

“Sneaking around! Show yourself, or I shall kill you!”

Clang!

Solaris Grove picked up his wine cup and emptied it in one gulp!

Then, he slammed the cup down onto the table.

He drew an arrow!

He drew his bow!

Whoosh!

The arrow whizzed through the air!

Disappearing into the night sky.

“Go, check whose corpse it is.”

With one shot fired, Solaris Grove sat back down at the table and picked up his wine cup.

“Yes!”

Just as a few North Sea soldiers stepped forward, their steps suddenly halted.

“What’s the matter?”

Solaris Grove sensed something was amiss and gently placed his cup down.

He abruptly looked up.

“Left Minister?”

Before him, the Left Minister strode forward.

“General Grove.”

The Left Minister made a shushing gesture, signaling the surrounding soldiers to fall back.

Given the example of Nancy Ophelia’s brutal death, the soldiers dared not delay and quickly withdrew inside the mansion.

And outside, only Solaris Grove and the Left Minister remained.

Just the two of them.

“Prime Minister, what brings you here so late at night?”

Others might fear the Left Minister, but Solaris Grove did not.

He was an eminent official from The North Sea; although his power didn’t match that of the Left Minister, his status was nonetheless high.

The Left Minister could kill Nancy Ophelia with his sword but dared not kill him.

“Nothing in particular, I just happened to be passing by and thought it would be good to have a heart-to-heart with Brother Grove.”

The Left Minister made himself at home, seating himself cross-legged at the table.

He picked up a peanut.

“I know you fancy Baylor Davenport, but the king’s wishes are clear and unchangeable,” the Left Minister sighed with a hint of regret, “Although the Right Minister and I are at odds, both of us hold you in high esteem! Such true talent.”

Baylor Davenport!

Hearing this name, Solaris Grove felt as if his heart was being twisted by a knife!

From the moment he arrived at The North Sea and first laid eyes on Baylor Davenport!

He fell in love with the princess!

Once, even those within The North Sea held this match in high regard.

One was the king’s most cherished pearl, the other—the future pillar of The North Sea!

But such a perfect match was torn apart by the sudden emergence of Jorvik Reed.

Of course.

Baylor Davenport didn’t share these affections for Solaris Grove.

“Left Minister, it’s late, and I am somewhat weary. If you truly have matters to discuss, can we talk during the daylight?” Solaris Grove outright dismissed his visitor.

The Left Minister’s visit tonight would certainly come to the attention of the Right Minister.

A servant cannot serve two masters.

If news of him fraternizing with the Left Minister were to get out, Solaris Grove would be dishonored inside and out.

“Very well!”

The Left Minister’s visit today was, after all, to irk the Right Minister.

Meanwhile, he would test the waters for an opportunity to befriend Solaris Grove.

If possible, he would begin undermining the Right Minister’s influence.

If not, he could at least make the Right Minister uncomfortable.

If they could make the generals and ministers fall out, that would be perfect.

After he left,

Solaris Grove crushed the wine glass!

Indifferent to the shards piercing his flesh, he let the blood keep dripping.

…

Meanwhile, outside Baron Grey,

Julius Reed, holding the arrow shot by Solaris Grove, disappeared into the night.

He was determined to follow through with a good deed. Since the Right Minister disliked the Left Minister’s people, Julius did not mind helping him eliminate the Left Minister’s henchmen.

The North Sea,

should have been slaughtered to near-extinction years ago.

Unexpectedly, so many had survived.

He looked up at the sky.

The moon was dark, and the wind was strong.

A night for murder.

The North Sea had civilian officials and military commanders.

Among the civilian officials, Julius had quietly investigated and identified one particularly loyal to the Left Minister and notorious for his misdeeds.

It was said that this official, using his status, had for years been snatching young girls from Star City to satiate his lust.

But with the support of the Left Minister, no one had dared to speak out about it.

And most people in the North Sea were not clean; naturally, they feigned ignorance.

“Behave, and I will be gentle with you.”

At this moment,

In a room in the North Sea,

a lamp was lit.

A fat man with his shirt off was pressing a young girl down on the bed.

“No… please…”

The young girl, barely in her early twenties, was both shocked and scared, crying her eyes out.

“Strip, or I’ll kill your entire family!”

The fat man said with a stern face, coldly, “You can go ahead and die, I’ll give you the knife now. But think carefully, if you die, your parents outside will die too! I’ll let your whole family reunite down below!”

The young girl clenched her teeth, tears streaming down non-stop.

“Good girl. As long as you serve me well, wealth and honor won’t be out of your reach in the future.”

The fat man, having said this, revealed a lascivious smile.

His throat involuntarily moved.

“Hurry up, don’t make me impatient!”

He looked at the young girl’s clean face, and a wicked fire began to stir within him.

The young girl, biting her teeth, couldn’t stop her hands from shaking.

As she put her hands on the buttons of her clothing, tears gushed forth like a fountain.

Swish!

But just then,

an arrow broke through the window!

It went straight through the heart of the fat man and pinned him to the wall.

“Rest in peace.”

Julius Reed patted his hands and turned to leave.

After he left,

a heart-wrenching scream echoed from the room.

The scream quickly alerted the patrolling North Sea soldiers.

When they saw the fat man dead, they stood dumbfounded like wooden chickens.

What had happened to the usually peaceful North Sea?

However,

in the Eight-direction palace,

the king of the North Sea was happily chatting with the people from the sect.

Everyone had a common enemy.

The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.

Even if they would be at war in the future, for now, they were allies.

“Report!”

Just then,

a North Sea soldier rushed in, flustered.

“What’s the matter?”

Everton Davenport’s face darkened with displeasure, “Running around in such a panic, what’s the decorum!”

The noisy Eight-direction palace fell silent in an instant.

Everyone turned to look at the soldier, curious.

“Report! The soldiers we had outside to welcome guests have been killed!”

The North Sea soldier, with a panicked look and pale face.

“Who did it!”

Everton Davenport flung his sleeve angrily and sat back on his throne!

This was a blatant provocation!

Tomorrow was the day of the grand ceremony!

And the location of the North Sea was extremely secretive, naturally requiring guides.

Now, someone had killed these soldiers?

“It was the people from the West Sea Buddha!”

The soldier kneeled on the ground, holding up a challenge letter, “After killing them, the other party left this. Please, Your Majesty, take a look!”

Everton Davenport squinted his eyes, and with a swift grab,

Snap!

The challenge letter was in his hand.

“Tomorrow’s ceremony, I shall personally send the North Sea’s groom to nirvana. — Arhat of Homicide.”