"Yeah... He's a Battle Warrior.""Why would a Battle Warrior appear here? What about the other person? Is he also a Battle Warrior?"Several people started discussing, their eyes filled with fear, awe, and admiration.As for Golden Snake, he had long since got on one knee with his head lowered, not daring to look at Adrian. He was filled with extreme shock. The mysterious assistant Mr. Charlie hired was actually a Battle Warrior."Please forgive me, Battle Warrior. I was ignorant and rash.” Golden Snake started bowing over and over.Adrian was taken aback by Golden Snake's reaction. Just moments ago, this man had been so arrogant, and now he was apologizing on his knees? Since that was the case, things would be much more convenient."Get up and give me the stuff. I don't have as much free time as you do; I have things to attend to," Adrian said, easing the pressure he was giving off. "And tell Mr. Charlie the goods are in hand.""Yes, sir." Golden Snake breathed a sigh of relief
Back at the pavilion, Eden immediately explained his plan. During the ceremony, several families would each deploy ten elite warriors. The signal would be the firing of the ceremonial cannon. That was when the warriors would take the enhancement elixir. He then sent out the detailed plan using encrypted messages and carrier pigeons.Adrian, though affected by the carrier pigeon's signal-blocking, managed to grasp the general idea of the plan.Two days later, the ceremony took place. The entire city was frenzied with anticipation. Thanks to Lenny's promotion efforts, everyone in the city, from toddlers just learning to read to elderly nearing a hundred, knew about the upcoming ceremony. Many children and forgetful elderly even mistook it for a festival.The liveliest place was naturally the hosting venue, Caviar Restaurant. This vast, circular restaurant featured a gigantic stage in the center, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people. Each floor near the main stage also
These armors were the property of the Valdez family, seemingly referred to as the Mad Dragon Armor. From what Adrian had previously understood, the Mad Dragon Armor was incredibly precious. The Dragoria military had once spent five hundred billion gold, yet only managed to order five hundred sets. This meant that a single set of Mad Dragon Armor cost a staggering ten billion. 'What's going on?' Adrian wondered. 'Are they just here for the show? Given Eden's attitude toward Lenny, it's unlikely he'd be so generous. Moreover, with a thousand sets of Nether Dragon Armor, there seems to be no need for another thousand sets of Mad Dragon Armor.' While scanning Caviar Restaurant earlier, he had detected a thousand soldiers clad in Nether Dragon Armor, waiting backstage to make their entrance. 'Or are they planning to start a war in front of all these people? But that's impossible. The three major families orchestrated the gene enhancement serum incident merely to halt Dragoria's gene p
Linda seemed to be frozen in place. Her body trembled slightly, yet she was unable to move. The only part of her that could move were her eyes. She rapidly scanned everything within her sight. Fear was absent from her gaze, instead, her pupils had inexplicably changed from a dark brown to a muddy yellow. The world before her eyes instantly transformed, and everyone seemed to be cloaked in varying shades of yellow. For instance, a child on the fifth-floor viewing platform was a pale yellow, with only his heart area being the same color. Next to the child, a man dressed in a black suit had a heart, arms, and legs all colored yellow. Linda's gaze swept across the crowd until it landed on a particularly unique individual—Adrian on the viewing platform. In her eyes, Adrian's color was extremely dark, almost a blackish yellow. What was even more peculiar was that every part of him, including each strand of his hair, was the same blackish yellow. 'It's him!' Linda exclaimed in her mind.
Although Barlow held a deep respect for Adrian's strength, he was not afraid of the latter. Despite his advanced age, Barlow was still a formidable warrior, hardened by years of battle. His fighting spirit was not something that could easily be extinguished, not even by the threat of Adrian. Moreover, as the oldest warrior in Dragoria, he did not believe that Adrian would dare to lay a hand on him. "I've heard much about you too," Barlow said with a slight smile. He then gestured toward the guest seats, pointing out Adrian's spot. "I had hoped to sit here to watch the ceremony, but it seems the staff has already assigned this seat to you. Would you mind if I moved your seat a bit further back?" Barlow’s words, though seemingly polite, were a veiled threat. He raised his voice deliberately so that even those seated at the back could hear him clearly. Given his age and status, who would dare to refuse his request? However, just when everyone thought Adrian would agree, he waved and
Among the crowd of over thirty thousand people, more than half were shouting, some chanting "Battle Warrior," others calling out "Battle Warrior Adrian," and so forth. These cries were music to the ears of those who stood by Adrian's side, such as Dirkby and Zector. However, to others, the noise was nothing short of grating. The council elders, Tommy and Ryden, as well as the various families and powers that had opposed Adrian, wished they could stuff their ears.Barlow was so irritated that he was grinding his teeth. To him, no matter how strong Adrian was, he was still a junior. "You… You’re unreasonable!" Barlow pointed at Adrian's nose and began to scold him, his wrinkled face turning beet red. Adrian shook his head and sighed. What he was fighting for was not just a seat, but his position in the city and even the entire Dragoria. If it were merely a seat, he would gladly give it up. What made Adrian even more unwilling to back down was that Barlow was not fighting for him
Lenny, despite being a formidable level nine fighter, had spent most of his life in Ivory Tower built for him by the Roy family. He had little understanding of the ways of the world, and when it came to arranging seats, he hadn't given it much thought. He had simply instructed that the central seat be reserved for Adrian. "I can't believe I made such a miscalculation!" Lenny's face darkened instantly. He turned to Anisa, who stood by his side, seeking her opinion. Anisa, who had managed to stand out among thousands of applicants to become Lenny's attendant, was naturally quite capable. She smiled and said, "You should give that seat to Adrian. You can arrange another, more prominent seat for Mr. Barlow, one that better highlights his nobility and importance." Upon hearing this, Lenny's eyes lit up, his face a picture of delight. He wholeheartedly agreed with Anisa's suggestion and felt reassured. It was indeed worth paying a salary of seven hundred and fifty thousand a year for s
What brought Barlow even more joy was that he and the Roys had just triumphed over Adrian in the struggle for status. Even though Adrian had taken the central seat in the guest area, he could not compare to him, for he had ascended to a throne on the grand stage. When compared, the hierarchy was clear. Sitting in the guest area, one was always a guest, but on the grand stage, one became the host. This perfectly illustrated the Roys, Barlow, and Lenny’s stances. They were to be the rulers of Dragoria, while Adrian could only be a mere guest. As Barlow contemplated this, he turned to Lenny, patting his shoulder and laughing, "Well done, Lenny. You've handled this brilliantly. This is a masterstroke! I was foolishly vying for a guest seat with Adrian earlier. You’re the clever one here." With that, he sat down. The guest area and the viewing platform erupted into chatter once again. The various families and powers aligned with the Roys felt relieved, even vindicated. To them, Barlow