Summit Farmer
Chapter 1886 - 1884: Anxious People

Chapter 1886: Chapter 1884: Anxious People

They two realized upon their arrival that not only were they two leaving, but several other princes had also reached this place.

Seeing Peter Brown arrive, a complicated look crossed the princes’ faces. They had not taken Peter Brown seriously before, but now everyone realized they had underestimated him.

The Eighteenth Imperial Prince from Heavenly Domain Gate, Prince Harvey from Beast Sect, and Prince Hans from Skyreach Sect naturally stood out. Andrew Winchester from Skyreach Sect was still lacking somewhat, being only a Preparatory Disciple—which was just a bit higher than a Chore Disciple—but whether it was Peter Brown as Prince Harvey or Benjamin Winchester as a formal disciple of Heavenly Domain Gate, they two might actually be the true winners. An awe-inspiring regard could be sensed in everyone’s gaze toward them.

Of course, the most attention was given to the Eighteenth Imperial Prince; it was said he had reached the Nineteenth Star Position, which made him somewhat more formidable than all the other princes.

At this moment, Benjamin Winchester clearly also knew he had the upper hand. He abandoned his usual low-key demeanor, and his entire persona radiated arrogance. Standing there, he turned to the others and said, "After this return, it will all be a matter of skill!"

Right after he spoke, the teleportation formation flashed, and he was the first to leave.

One by one, everyone had left quickly.

Peter Brown was in no hurry to leave either. After observing the situation a bit more, a thought struck him; this place might be a connection point to various parts of the Continent. Controlling this place, he guessed, would probably allow one to freely travel among the star domains.

However, Peter Brown currently had no time for such things as he knew there would be many issues upon his return.

As events unfolded here, they were oblivious to the fact that the capital of Purpolia Kingdom was bustling with activity at this moment.

Ever since the message was sent out about the activation of the teleportation formation and the princes’ return, all the ministers of the Divine Nation were waiting right there at the formation, which was essentially an exit point.

Not only had the ministers and Generals arrived there, but the retainers of the various princes had also come.

After entering inside, everyone was very clear in their minds that for the various Kingston Houses, it was truly a matter of life and death. If the prince of the Kingston House they belonged to perished, then the entire house would fall and become the victors’ slaves; from the princess consort down to the lowest-ranked slave, no one could escape the fate of slavery.

There was no choice; these were simply the rules of the wager.

Everyone stood there, anxiously watching the exit, utterly abhorring the princes’ gamble this time.

But no matter how much they loathed it, faced with such a situation, they were powerless to change anything.

The princess consorts from each Kingston House had already arrived, and they were the ones truly worried.

The countenances of the princess consorts all appeared extremely grave, to the point where they didn’t even dare entertain the thought of rebellion. If they did, their entire Family would become slaves.

Everyone truly detested those who had proposed this idea, like Prince Samuel and Prince Frank.

Of course, there were those who were excited; the people from Prince Samuel’s Manor and Prince Frank’s Manor were thrilled. They knew their prince possessed many tactics, and this might be the time to turn the tables on fate.

The Kingston House retainers not favored by the masses were notably more downcast.

After all, which of them would survive and emerge alive?

Pairs of eyes were now fixed on the exit, many unable to comprehend why the struggle had concluded so quickly.

Sophia Baker stood there with a solemn expression at this moment, truly unsure of what the outcome would be.

"Don’t worry; Your Highness will be fine,"

Seeing his daughter looking so troubled, Sam Collins sighed softly, trying to offer comfort, but he himself felt no confidence inside.

"Hehe, not to hide it from you, but Prince Edward has allied with Prince David. Their bodyguards are at the Twenty Star level. Your prince will definitely not be able to come out alive this time!"

Prince Edward’s princess consort, a very beautiful young wife, with her disciples normally very arrogant – simply because they had Prince Edward’s support – now could not help but make a comment when she saw the people from Prince Harvey’s Mansion anxiously standing there. After speaking, she glanced at Sophia Baker and burst into laughter, "Only at around ten stars, confronted with so many mighty experts, Prince Harvey is in danger, hehe."

"Do you think Prince Edward will be safe? Hehe, you’re thinking too much. Let me tell you, Prince Edward won’t be able to come out alive this time either!"

The person who spoke was a member of the family of the Eighth Imperial Prince, John Morris, the prince’s brother-in-law.

This young man burst into laughter, "Do you know? Prince Eighth is not ordinary at all; he’s already a disciple of Spiritual Spring Sect, a Twenty-One Star level personality. What do you think the outcome will be for someone at his star rank?"

"What?"

Everyone’s expressions changed at this; no one had expected such a situation. If it were true, then the Eighth Imperial Prince could possibly eliminate all the others.

As the conversation reached this point, the people from Prince Harvey’s Mansion looked even more distressed.

No one expected there to be major sects that had secretly taken princes as disciples. Compared to this, Peter Brown as Prince Harvey seemed much weaker.

What to do?

It now seemed that Peter Brown, the Fourteenth Imperial Prince, was not at an advantage!

Jett Johnson and others were becoming anxious at this moment; no tactics would suffice in the face of absolute Power.

Thinking of Peter Brown facing so many formidable opponents and possibly encountering major sects, everyone’s outlook for Prince Harvey was not very hopeful.

Those who felt their prince might survive showed smiles on their faces, while those guessing their prince might not make it alive had very unpleasant expressions.

The ministers stood silently there, their Brains rapidly analyzing the possible turn of events; the situation had become more complicated for them.

The Generals also harbored complex feelings, never expecting Purpolia Kingdom to evolve in such a direction; they didn’t know where the kingdom would head next. If something went wrong, they were uncertain of the consequences.

At this point, everyone was also contemplating another crucial matter; Sects had arrived from afar. The sects that had come this time were all powerful ones. If the sects truly interfered, the entire Purpolia Kingdom would be reshuffled. What then should they all do?

Anxiety!

Each pair of eyes gazing toward the exit looked extremely heavy.

Knowing that Sects had intervened, those from Prince Harvey’s Mansion grew even more worried.