Chapter 174

"Puff!"

The assassin who cast the forbidden technique suffered a backlash again, spitting out another large mouthful of blood, his aura withered to the extreme.

He looked at Fura in disbelief.

"How is it possible? You actually broke my Wraith Scream?!"

"Nothing is impossible."

Roko's voice, like the judgment of the god of death, sounded in his ear.

He had already arrived in front of the assassin.

The assassin was completely desperate.

He knew he had no chance left.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and his body actually melted into the shadow on the ground like a puddle of mud, wanting to repeat the same trick and escape into the shadows.

"In front of me, you still want to play with shadows?"

Roko sneered.

He raised his foot and slammed it fiercely onto the ground!

"Sun Descending into the Sky!"

Boom!

Golden Battle Qi, like the radiance of the sun, instantly swept out in all directions with him as the center!

The entire mansion was dyed into a brilliant gold!

All shadows were dispersed cleanly under this domineering light!

"Ah!"

A scream, and the assassin was forcibly forced out of the shadow, his whole body emitting black smoke, rolling on the ground in pain.

His stealth technique was completely broken by Roko in the most barbaric and unreasonable way!

The assassin knew he was going to die, and a final flash of madness crossed his eyes; he took out a black scorpion token from his bosom and crushed it hard!

"Roko Raymond! The Scorpion Society won't let you go!"

After speaking, his body turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated completely.

Leaving behind only a shattered scorpion tail needle emitting a cold aura on the spot.

Roko walked up and picked up the tail needle.

Just then.

"Bang!"

The mansion gate was rudely crashed open.

A team of fully armed City Guards rushed in, and the captain looked at the messy hall with a "shocked" expression.

"Protect Master Roko! There are assassins!"

He shouted loudly, acting vividly.

Roko turned around, looked at this captain with exaggerated acting skills, held the scorpion tail needle in front of him, his eyes cold.

"Is this Marquis Archibald's way of treating guests?"

"Sending assassins to 'welcome' me?"

The banquet hall of the Governor's Mansion was now golden and magnificent, with cups and dishes intertwined.

The prominent nobles of Sunset Province and the surrounding provinces had almost all arrived.

They held wine glasses, gathered in twos and threes, talking in low voices, but everyone's gaze drifted toward the main seat intentionally or unintentionally.

On the main seat, Marquis Archibald was dressed in grand attire, wearing a host-like enthusiastic smile, chatting and laughing with several great nobles beside him.

But if one looked closely, one could find a hint of hidden haze and anxiety deep in his eyes.

The Gold-ranked assassin actually failed!

Although he finally succeeded in silencing the witness and left no living mouth, this result still made him feel deep unease.

That Roko Raymond was even more troublesome than he imagined!

However, it didn't matter.

This was his territory.

Tonight, he still had a backup plan.

Just then, a commotion came from the hall entrance.

The master of ceremonies shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Xin Feng Province, Vanguard Valley Lord, Master Roko Raymond has arrived!"

Instantly, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone's gaze was cast toward the entrance.

They all wanted to see what kind of sacred person this young man was, who had recently become famous in the West and dared to wrestle with Marquis Archibald.

Under everyone's gaze, Roko walked into the hall slowly in a black noble dress.

He didn't bring any guards, only that beautiful cat-eared girl Fura followed him closely.

A hint of a faint smile hung on his face, his eyes calm and deep, as if he didn't put this formation in front of him in his eyes at all.

He walked through the crowd composedly, and wherever he passed, those nobles couldn't help but make way for him.

Such a powerful aura!

This was the thought that popped into everyone's mind at the same time.

This young man was definitely not a thing in a pool!

"Hahahaha! Master Roko, I've been waiting for you!"

Archibald stood up laughing, took the initiative to greet him, and gave Roko an enthusiastic hug, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

"I'm really sorry for some unpleasant things that happened in the mansion last night. I have already ordered the whole city to search and must catch those daring assassins and give you an explanation!"

His acting was perfect.

"Lord Marquis is too polite."

Roko responded with a smile, also acting flawlessly.

"Just some clowns, not worth mentioning."

After some hypocritical pleasantries, the two sat down as host and guest.

The banquet officially began.

Beautiful music sounded, dancing girls in revealing clothes danced, and exquisite dishes were served like flowing water.

The atmosphere seemed to have returned to a scene of joy.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes.

Archibald finally put down his wine glass; he coughed lightly, and the entire hall fell silent again.

The main event was about to begin.

"Everyone."

Archibald stood up and said loudly.

"Today, we are honored to have the young talent of Xin Feng Province, Master Roko Raymond!"

He took the lead in applauding.

Sparse applause sounded.

"Master Roko is young and promising, not only building the barren Vanguard Valley into a prosperous place but also brewing the 'Vanguard Valley Flame' that drives even dwarves crazy, and forging indestructible magical armor!"

"This is not only the glory of Xin Feng Province but also the glory of the entire western part of our Black Kingdom!"

He changed the subject, a heartbroken expression appearing on his face.

"However, such precious technology, if only mastered by one person, is a bit too wasteful."

"For the prosperity and stability of our western region, so that our soldiers can wear sturdy armor and drink strong liquor to boost morale, and better resist the northern orcs."

"I propose that our three major western provinces jointly invest to conduct in-depth cooperation with Master Roko and establish a joint chamber of commerce to jointly develop and promote these technologies!"

"Of course, we won't let Master Roko suffer a loss; we are willing to pay 30% of the chamber's profits to buy Master Roko's technology!"

The dagger was revealed!

All the nobles present held their breath.

Archibald's words sounded high-sounding, but everyone could hear that he was forcing the palace!

Using the righteousness of the entire West to suppress people, wanting to buy out the core technology that others relied on for survival for only 30% of the price!

This was not cooperation at all; this was open robbery!

Everyone's gaze focused on Roko.

They wanted to see how this young man would deal with this almost unsolvable conspiracy.

Would he accept it humiliatingly, or refuse angrily and be taken down by Archibald on the spot?

However, Roko's reaction again exceeded everyone's expectations.

He was not angry, nor was he panicked.

He just listened quietly, and after Archibald finished speaking, he even smiled and applauded.

"Lord Marquis's proposal is truly righteous and admirable."

Just when everyone thought he was going to give in.

Roko slowly stood up.

"Lord Marquis is so generous, I can't be stingy either."

"For our first meeting, I have prepared a small gift for Lord Marquis, and I hope you will accept it with a smile."

He snapped his fingers at the door.

Hart, who had been waiting there, held a square object wrapped in black cloth and walked in with big strides.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

What is this for?

Hart walked to the center of the hall and placed the thing in his hand heavily on the dining table in front of Archibald.

A muffled "thud" shook the wine glasses on the table.

Archibald's eyelids also jumped fiercely.

"What is this?" he asked with a frown.

"A gift that can prove the 'misunderstanding' between us."

Roko smiled and reached out to uncover the black cloth.

Instantly!

A gasp sounded in the hall!

They saw a crystal-clear square block inside, a dead head with eyes wide open, staring fixedly at Archibald!

It was the head of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group leader, Barton!

And beside the head, a blood-stained sheepskin contract was completely sealed inside, every word on it clearly visible!

Archibald's face turned pale "in a flash"!

He felt his heart being gripped fiercely by an invisible giant hand!

The entire hall was dead silent.

Roko's voice, like a cold wind from hell, sounded slowly, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Lord Marquis, you said everything before was a misunderstanding."

"Then is this also a misunderstanding?"

"You sent the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group to ambush me in the Black Mist Mountains; is this also a misunderstanding?"

Boom!

The entire banquet hall exploded!

All the nobles looked at Roko with eyes like they were looking at a monster.

Madman!

This guy is definitely a madman!

He actually dared to flip the table directly in front of everyone at Archibald's trap set to kill!

Archibald was trembling all over, half from anger, half from shock.

He pointed at Roko, his lips trembling, unable to say a word.

Roko didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

He threw a copy of the contract onto the table, his voice suddenly rising!

"Today, I'm not here to listen to your stories!"

"I, Roko Raymond, am here to collect a debt!"

"Collect a debt!"

These two words were like two heavy hammers, fiercely smashing into the hearts of every noble in the banquet hall.

They were completely shocked by Roko's daring.

Where is this?

It's the Governor's Mansion in Sunset City!

Who is sitting in the main seat?

It's one of the most powerful men in the West, Marquis Archibald!

This brat from Xin Feng Province actually dared to declare war on Archibald here in this way?

Does he not want his life?

"Take him! Take him down!"

Archibald finally reacted from extreme shock and anger; he let out a hysterical roar.

His face turned into a pig's liver color due to congestion, and his expression was as ferocious as a demon.

The majesty and decency he had managed for many years were torn to pieces by Roko at this moment and thrown on the ground to be trampled!

He only had one thought now, and that was to tear this brat who didn't know life from death into pieces!

"Clang!"

Around the hall, hundreds of armored soldiers who had been ambushed rushed out, their bright blades drawn, surrounding Roko and Hart, killing intent soaring to the sky.

The nobles present were scared and retreated one after another, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

A bloody slaughter seemed inevitable.

Hart roared, a giant battle axe appearing in his hand, vigorous Battle Qi erupting, and he protected Roko.

He was already prepared to fight to the death and coexist with his Lord.

However, facing these hundreds of blades flashing with cold light, there was still no fear on Roko's face.

He didn't even look at those armored soldiers.

His gaze was always locked on the furious Archibald.

Just as Archibald was about to issue the kill order.

Roko suddenly laughed.

He laughed so contemptuously, so mockingly.

"Lord Marquis, you can't hold your temper?"

"It seems you don't want to see the second gift I prepared?"

Second gift?

Everyone was stunned.

Archibald subconsciously stopped his hand that was about to swing down.

Roko gave Hart a wink.

Although Hart didn't understand, he immediately executed the order.

He took out a signal flare from his bosom and pulled it hard.

A gorgeous red firework soared into the sky and exploded over the Governor's Mansion.

Immediately after.

"Rumble—"

A heavy footstep sound came from outside the hall, as if an ancient giant beast was approaching here.

The ground was trembling slightly.

The hall door was rudely pushed open from the outside.

Twenty Storm Knights wearing full sets of Obsidian Gold armor, like twenty moving steel demon gods, walked in with neat and uniform steps.

They walked in.

Each of them was carrying a heavy, half-person-high large box on their shoulders.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Twenty large boxes were thrown heavily into the center of the hall, making a series of dull, loud noises.

Everyone's gaze was attracted to these mysterious boxes.

Roko walked slowly to the boxes, and then, in everyone's suspicious gaze.

He raised his foot and kicked open a box casually.

Clatter!

Instantly!

A dazzling golden light that made people unable to look directly at it surged out from the box!

The entire hall seemed to be plated with a layer of pure gold!

Countless gold coins poured out from the box like a waterfall, piling up into a small mountain on the ground!

And on top of the gold coins, there were countless colorful, brilliant gems!

Each one was priceless!

"This—this is..." A noble exclaimed, the wine glass in his hand falling to the ground.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, and his breathing became rapid.

This was just one box!

Here, there were twenty!

What a huge sum of wealth this must be!

Even if they added up all their family assets, it probably wouldn't be one-tenth of this!