Chapter 1413 - 653: Expanding the Demonic Banquet Council, Plotting to Seize the Three Religions Sacred City

With the downfall of all 35 generations of [Mountain Elder], Byron also indirectly controlled the powerful military, political, and religious forces behind the Assassin Sect through Amita.

The next day’s meeting with the Fire Worship Empire naturally lacked suspense as Byron also harbored greater ambitions for the West Coast.

Even though he hadn’t slept all night, he was still spirited.

In the outside world, within just one morning, the close relationship between Princess Amita and Saint Byron had spread throughout the entire Royal Palace, and the North Sea Empire side did not deny it.

Although King [Desert Eagle] Nasser Din was puzzled upon hearing the news about why Byron chose the hideously ugly younger daughter Amita instead of the beautiful older daughter Kazal,

that did not hinder their perfectly achieving the foundational goal of establishing a closer private relationship with Byron.

No matter what the people involved thought, as long as the blood relationship was there, the outside world would presume a tacit alliance between the North Sea Empire and the Fire Worship Empire, adding an extra layer of caution during actions.

But, some were happy, and some were unhappy.

Just as Amita was splendidly dressed and walking towards the main hall of the Royal Palace to join Byron, she was stopped by a voice louder than the clock tower:

"Amita, stop right there!"

The girl turned to see a robust figure standing at the end of the other palace path behind her.

It was none other than her lifelong shadow, her biological elder sister, [The Most Beautiful Princess] Kazal.

Compared to her solitary presence, without even a maid, the latter was nothing less than the center of attention.

The accompanying guards, court attendants, maids added up to over a hundred, and this was inside the Royal Palace. If they were to go out, the number would have to multiply tenfold to barely maintain order.

Upon seeing her sister, the girl’s bright smile immediately faded by half, replaced by a layer of gloom.

The cycle of others’ instinctual love and hatred all stemmed from the dual opposition of [Light God] and [Dark God].

The most intense opposition, of course, belonged to these twin sisters who separately represented two sides of the Light God’s essence.

At least half of the suppression, aversion, and discrimination Amita experienced from childhood came from this twin sister who was supposed to be close.

Of course, [The Most Beautiful Princess] did not only bully her, but bullied anyone whose appearance inclined towards the Dark God equally.

This time, however, was different from usual, the girl’s eyes merely dimmed momentarily before a reliable figure emerged in her mind.

She quickly regained her brightness and greeted as usual:

"Sister, is there something you need?

The talk is about to start, Saint Byron is waiting for me."

What Amita sought was equality, not privilege, all past pains had melted away the moment she embraced Byron’s warm arms last night.

How to treat this sister thereafter? Simply with a normal mindset of ’repaying straight with resentment’."

Yet such a simple sentence seemed to light a bomb, Kazal’s face changed as she strode over, shouting furiously:

"Saint Byron is waiting for you? Amita, are you deliberately provoking me as your sister?!

Last night you served Saint Byron and dared to stay until this morning, who gave you the courage to snatch what belongs to me?

Don’t you even have the money to buy a mirror to see that repulsive ugly face of yours, and add a little self-awareness to your few meager merits?"

[The Most Beautiful Princess] Kazal was enraged, causing her facial muscles to twitch, and even the dense mustache above her lips quivered.

Her noble birth, ’stunning’ looks, universal admiration, plus unchecked praise had nurtured her arrogant personality of supremacy.

Despite Byron not leaving a beard, and his appearance not fitting her aesthetics, the most beautiful princess’s pride would not allow her possessions to be casually taken by her ugly sister.

The key issue was not the Emperor of the North Sea choosing her sister, but the fact that before she rejected the emperor’s proposal, he had already chosen Amita!

You can only want what I don’t want; even if something rots on the ground, if I haven’t said no, you can’t have it.

If taken, a lesson must be taught.

It has been this way since childhood, and this time is no exception!

"Let me, as your sister, teach you what rules mean."

As she strode towards Amita, the ground shook with a "rumble".

Amita was a genius conforming to the [Dark God] assassin path, Kazal was similarly a genius aligning with the [Light God].

Even if she was not as perfectly aligned with her spirituality essence as her sister was in the Eagles’ Nest Assassin, her role as a [Mamluk Knight] was very fitting for her vigorous nature.

At just 22 years old, she had already reached the Fourth-order Heroic Rank. Although she wasn’t mounted with knight’s heavy armor, when charging forward, she was like an out-of-control war chariot blazing with intense white flames.

Indestructible, unstoppable!

The accompanying followers were enchanted, regardless of gender:

"So beautiful! Being able to serve Her Highness surely means receiving the Holy Spirit’s blessing."

"Those powerful arms, that round belly, that robust waist, and that exquisite mustache are the ultimate in the mortal world!"

"No matter how many times I see Her Highness’s heroism, I can’t get enough! If Her Highness were a Prince, how could we still fear the Star Moon Empire?"