Aslan watched curiously as Philip left, wondering what he was up to. “Philip is so secretive.” Aslan could not tell fortunes and had no idea what would happen in Cosmo City next. However, he would follow Philip without hesitation no matter where he went.… Meanwhile, Chaplin was in Alton’s residence, simmering in anger. “What’s the deal with Philip? Who is he to mess with me like this? Is he not aware that I’m a level-five alchemist from Imperial City? No one has ever dared to talk to me like that before!” Chaplin fumed, wishing he could kill Philip. However, he could not do anything now. He did not know Philip’s background. Philip must have something to be so arrogant, so Chaplin had to find out Philip's identity before taking action. “He’s nothing much. Have you heard of Treasure House? He’s the owner of that store. Philip is an alchemist too, so it’s normal that he has a prejudice against you.” Chaplin had an idea. Since Philip was no big deal, he could take action.
Lyle grew up in Imperial City, where he had experienced countless hardships and seen all the ups and downs of human relationships. The people of Imperial City were more unbecoming than anywhere else. “Don’t keep your hopes up. Imperial City is not as good as you imagined. It's even disgusting,” Lyle poured cold water over their enthusiasm. Aslan rolled his eyes and said, “Hey brat, don’t be such a spoilsport. What do we have to fear? We have enough money to show off, so we should enjoy life to its fullest!” Everyone set off grandly in a rented luxurious carriage. Alton stood on top of the city wall and watched gloomily as they set off. He knew Philip would be dead once he set foot in Imperial City. Chaplin had set off for Imperial City in advance to force Philip into a corner. He rushed the whole way at top speed and arrived at Imperial City quickly. He wanted to ensure that Philip would die by his hands. However, Philip was in no hurry. He stopped at different spots along
Due to this reason, Philip deliberately slowed down the journey and brought Aslan and the others around just to catch his opponent off guard. Since Chaplin wanted to plot against him, he could take his time. Aslan was disdainful and scoffed. “Philip, what do we have to fear? Even if the emperor has a problem with us, we can overturn the whole empire!” Although Aslan sounded conceited, he was telling the truth. Lyle looked at Philip, surprised that he was so powerful. He knew that this teacher of his was remarkable, but not to the extent of overturning an empire. The others were silent, but their eyes were full of admiration for Philip. Poppy stared at Philip expectantly. Every girl admired a hero, and Poppy was no exception. Although Philip was her teacher's teacher, Poppy could not help having wonderful fantasies about him. “Let’s take a look at Imperial City.” Philip cheerfully led everyone off the carriage, paid the fee, and told the driver to go back. Normal civ
“Even if you want to arrest us, you need to tell us the reason. Is this how it works in Imperial City, arresting someone without following the law?” Aslan retorted aggressively, leaving the other party at a loss for words. They simply received a notice from the top to stop this group of people if they encountered them but had no idea why. “We received a notice from the top that you're highly dangerous people, probably spies from another continent here to create chaos on the Guzo Continent!” the captain of the sentries said solemnly. This was the news he heard. Philip and the others laughed at this ridiculous excuse. “Seriously? Do you think that the people on that continent think so highly of the people here?” Philip was curious. These people really thought highly of him. “What do you mean?” the captain was upset. He was aware of the huge disparity between the two continents, but it was too much for Philip to insult him so openly. “I know this has nothing to do with y
The captain trembled in fear. He knew that this matter was out of his depths. “I understand. I’ll take my leave now.” The captain of the sentries staggered out of the room, feeling that Fernand was very spooky. The captain quickly returned to Philip and conveyed the message. “My leader wants you to go to the first-class private room at Terrace Tavern,” the captain said to Philip indifferently. He did not like an arrogant and domineering person like Philip, but he had forgotten that he was the one who had messed with Philip in the first place. Philip was surprised by this arrangement. “Okay, thanks for the arrangement,” Philip said off-handedly and headed to the city gates. Terrace Tavern was very famous, so Philip found it easily. Aslan was surprised to see such a magnificent tavern. “What's going on? Are they serious about buying us a meal? This is weird!” “Is this the carrot and stick approach? No, it’s the stick before the carrot!” Everyone wondered what was go
They were quickly led to the exclusive private room by the female attendant at the door. Philip opened the door and saw a gloomy man. This man looked like a sinister ghost. “Who are you?” Philip thought he looked familiar but could not put his finger on it. “You can call me Fernand.” Fernand introduced himself with a smirk and seemed hostile toward Philip. Philip marched into the private room and sat down. “Hey there, I want to place my order,” Philip beckoned, and a woman in sexy clothes walked in. “This, this, and this. I don’t want these three dishes. Serve the rest,” Philip said domineeringly. Hearing that, the attendant raised her head in horror and glanced at Fernand sitting in front. Seeing no change in his expression, she lowered her head and exited the room. “Since you’re buying, we should eat our fill. We haven't had a good meal since we hit the road. We need to make up for it.” Fernand had no idea how to refute Philip's shameless words. He stared at Phi
Fernand felt hurt. He clenched his fists and vowed to teach Aslan a good lesson later. The attendants of Terrace Tavern soon started serving the food one after another, and everything looked delicious. Everyone could not wait to dig in. At Philip’s command, they did not keep up appearances but ate as if they had been starving for days. Lyle and Poppy had nothing to fear. They had taken the antidote made by Philip in advance. Even if the food was poisoned, they could eat without qualms. Sure enough, the food was doctored with knockout drugs at Fernand’s command. He could deal with Philip and the others after this. Fernand wanted to knock Philip out, tie him up, and torture him so that Philip would know the serious consequences of insulting and offending him! Seeing that Fernand was unwilling to eat, Aslan took away his cutlery. “Since you don't want to eat, don't take up this spot. Just sit aside and don’t affect our appetite.” Aslan shoved the food down his throat in
Although Fernand had been working in Imperial City for some time and had won the emperor's favor, he did not own a storage bag. Therefore, Fernand had no extra change of clothes. He wanted to take Aslan’s clothes but felt repulsed and had to give up. “Damn it, I vow to kill you!” Fernand said angrily. With a clap of his hands, some people filed in and looked at Fernand expectantly. They were the female attendants of Terrace Tavern. In fact, the person in charge of Terrace Tavern was none other than Fernand. Since he could not do a lot of things on the surface, Fernand had to operate behind the scenes. In public, this tavern belonged to an old man, but everything was under Fernand’s control in reality. “Toss them down here,” Fernand instructed. He stepped forward and opened a secret panel on the floor. The attendants carried Philip and the others to the opening and let them slide down to the basement. Philip was amazed and kept looking around. As his mental consciousness