273: Chapter 151, A Mischief at the Enthronement Ceremony_3 273: Chapter 151, A Mischief at the Enthronement Ceremony_3 “The Shadow Man said indifferently.
In his life’s creed, there is no concept of “failure”.
The imprint of a mission under heaven has been etched deep into his bones.
Since his debut, although he has not completed every mission with a 100% success rate, this is the first time Shadow Kill has encountered a edgy situation like this, where he has been struggling for several months and has not even met the person involved.
“Dream on!
Do you think I’m a fool?
Or is that Mountain Viscount the fool?”
Isabel mocked without any courtesy.
The “Blood Moon Horn,” is not something a singer can touch.
The moment one starts to talk about the price, one’s identity would be immediately exposed.
As a smart person, Isabel has never put herself in danger.
She dares not bet that she would be able to escape unscathed after revealing her identity.
Buying it at a low price is even more absurd.
Anyone who gets this kind of a chip would sell it at a good price, there’s no logic in selling it off cheaply.
Even if you want to put pressure on the other party, you’d have to reveal your organization’s identity, and see if you could intimidate them.
Unfortunately, the mysterious organization simply dares not expose itself to the light of day.
Any threats would therefore be out of the question.
“Just give it a try, even if you fail the mission, he won’t have the heart to kill you, we’ll organize a rescue.
At the upcoming victory banquet, I will do my best to distract his fiancée and create an opportunity for you.
However, you must seize the time.”
It was clearly incitement, but the moment it came out of Shadow Kill’s rigid mouth, it changed its tone.
“I understand!”
Isabel swished her skirt as she spoke.
She only half believed what Shadow Kill had told her.
Her logical sense told her that creating an opportunity might be true, but the rescue he promised didn’t need to be taken seriously.
Ever since she joined the mysterious organization, she never once saw them rescue captured intelligence agents.
Instead, she witnessed them silencing their own members twice.
Once you enter the mysterious organization, there’s no turning back.
Even if she’s aware that the mission is complicated, Isabel can only plough ahead now.
Maybe the mysterious organization can’t threaten the major nobles, but for her, a small singer, it’s too easy.
There’s no need to send anyone else, just this “invisible and traceless” guy in front of her could take away her life.
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“Conferring Hudson Koslow as Viscount!”
After waiting arduously for several hours, they waited for this single sentence from Caesar III.
Kneeling on one knee, receiving a Knight Sword, and the ennoblement ceremony was complete.
There were no heartening words, let alone any kind of interaction.
Even the traditional kiss hand ceremony was omitted.
It’s completely unlike the complex ceremony they rehearsed beforehand.
It was clear that Caesar III was a swift and decisive monarch.
He cut the ennoblement ceremony to the bare minimum, he compressed all the original flashy ceremonies into a single sentence.
Although it does not conform to the traditional rules, but he is the rule now.
It seemed like a change just to save himself the hassle, but in fact, it was a declaration of monarch power once again.
He told all the newly-enobled nobles with his actions that he, Caesar III, was the boss in the Alpha Kingdom.
There may have been twists and turns in the past, but everyone is now willing to accept this, no one thinks Caesar III did anything wrong.
Or maybe even if there are thoughts stirring within them, they’ll suppress those now and won’t dare speak their minds.
Everyone who was ennobled could accept this, and it goes without saying for Hudson.
It’s always best to finish the ceremony as soon as possible and go home, he didn’t want to perform monkey tricks for people here to watch.
Although ennoblement ceremony is the most glorious moment in a noble’s life, Hudson, who hates troubles, still thinks simplifying everything is better.
The simpler the ceremony, the higher the efficiency.
Earlier, Caesar III personally read the list, when it came to the knighting ceremony later, because there were too many people, he just threw the authority for reading the list to the officiating ceremony officer.
The ennoblement ceremony originally scheduled to last for several days was completed by Caesar III in just three hours.
The reason why Hudson and the others had to wait so long was that the King arrived late.
Whether intentional or not, the boss can be late, but the underling must arrive early and wait.
Having witnessed the majesty of the monarch in person, Hudson finally realized why so many people wanted to seize the throne throughout history.
Luckily this is the Continent of Aslante, where they do not subscribe to the idea of ‘better to be a chicken’s head than a phoenix’s tail’.
Otherwise, these major nobles of Alpha Kingdom, who hold their own troops, would have stirred up heaven and earth a long time ago.
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“The ennoblement ceremony is over, now is the victory banquet, you may seat yourselves!”
Caesar III said in a friendly manner.
Perhaps he was happy because he finished today’s arduous work, or perhaps because he had gained a group of underlings, his mood was quite buoyant at the moment.
Watching the unconventional king leave, there was an immediate uproar below, and small circles of people started to discuss amongst themselves.
As one of the protagonists who was ennobled, Hudson, who was seated in the front, saw the face of the officiating ceremony officer turn green with his own eyes.
Apparently, Caesar III had changed the rules on the spot, without giving notice to these officials in charge of the ceremony.
When the king was present earlier, they weren’t allowed to express their feelings too openly.
Now that he’s left, their true feelings came pouring out.
This major event involving the ennoblement of noble ranks will inevitably go down in history.
Those who break the old standards and set new standards, someone has to carry the can for it.
The officiating ceremony officer was the perfect scapegoat.
There were even curses flying towards the ceremony officer on Hudson’s earshot at the very least.
As for Caesar III, they only criticized him a bit at most.
It’s not that people didn’t want to cursing the king, they simply didn’t have the right to berate their overlords, as vassals on the Continent of Aslante.
The act of “eating from the bowl and then cursing the mother” was still unimaginable to the nobles who had not yet lost their moral bounds.