SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Quinn Family Palace… Inside the Throne Room of Emperor Ryon…

The tension within the emperor’s throne room was nearly suffocating as Emperor Ryon’s voice reverberated through the grand chamber.

Lord Loki stood before him, his head slightly bowed, bracing himself against the ruler’s wrath.

“This is unacceptable, Loki!” Emperor Ryon thundered, his fists clenched as he glared down at the general from atop his golden throne.

“You, Loki, who have accomplished the unthinkable on countless missions, have failed to track down a few escaped criminals. More than five hundred criminals are on the run, and not a single one has been captured! Where are the results of the wealth and manpower spent on this operation?”

Loki found himself speechless. His mind raced to find some justification, some explanation. Seven days had passed and he couldn’t find a single solid clue. But he lifted his head, met Ryon’s intense gaze, and forced himself to speak.

“Your Majesty, Please grant me one more week. I’ve come across a lead, a small thread that could unravel the whole scheme. If I cannot deliver results within that time, I will accept full responsibility and bow to you in shame.”

Emperor Ryon’s eyes softened only marginally. His frown was still deep, but he seemed to consider the plea. “Very well, But this is your last chance. I expect to see not just leads, but the criminal responsible for this upheaval, brought before me.” Ryon declared in a disappointed tone.

Loki bowed deeply and, with a face of steely determination, left the throne room, feeling the immense pressure on his shoulders. His mind was a whirlwind of strategies and clues, piecing together what little evidence he had.

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As Loki exited, the second prince, Philip, made an entrance. He waited until his father’s attention shifted to him before bowing in greeting.

“Father, I seek your permission to visit the Fire Mountains,” Philip said smoothly, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “It would be a short trip, just to observe the region on the full moon night with a friend.”

The emperor regarded his son with a raised eyebrow but saw no harm in the request. “Very well,” Ryon replied, his tone much softer than it had been with Loki. “You may go, and the palace master will grant you the necessary seal. Be cautious, Philip.”

Philip’s face brightened as he bowed once more. “Thank you, Father,” he replied, hiding his delight behind a composed expression. He could already feel the thrill of the impending encounter with Kent, a moment he had meticulously planned, now just within reach.

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Winter Palace, a beautiful structure belonging to the first prince, Maxwell…

Inside a dimly lit chamber, Maxwell submerged in a jade bath tub.

A young servant girl, her hair cascading over her shoulders, was busily sucking his nipples, her small hands moving carefully all over his chest. Your next chapter awaits on My Virtual Library Empire

Unlike his brother Phillip, Maxwell had a sensitive little rod and he can only enjoy slow pleasure.

Maxwell closed his eyes, savouring the moment, feeling the soft lips of the servant lady, until the calm was interrupted by a hesitant knock at the door.

“Enter,” Maxwell grunted, clearly annoyed at the disturbance but too relaxed to move from his luxurious bath.

The servant waited a moment, likely unsure if he had heard correctly, before opening the door and stepping inside, his head bowed and eyes fixed on the floor.

In his hands, he held a letter sealed with a wax impression of a mountain goat spirit seal, a sign that Maxwell’s spy had news.

The servant held the letter up with both hands, kneeling before Maxwell. Maxwell cast a lazy glance at the seal, then finally took it, unfolding the paper with a growing interest.

As he read, a cold fury began to rise within him. The corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile as he processed the information. His fingers clenched around the letter as he muttered to himself.

“So, my brother Philip has managed to master the Sun-Moon Eclipse Art as well? And he’s heading to the Fire Mountains during the full moon… Interesting. What could he possibly be planning?”

The servant, still on his knees, glanced up cautiously. “Young Master, your brother’s actions may indicate a greater plan. Should we look into his visit more closely?”

Maxwell laughed, low and sinister, a glint of malice in his eye. “Oh, there’s no need to rush, yet. My dear brother is full of surprises. But I wonder… could he have found another treasure in the Fire Mountains? That would certainly be worth a little… visit.”

The servant shifted uneasily, sensing the growing tension in his master’s tone. “Shall I arrange for additional surveillance, young master? Or perhaps… a subtle interruption?”

Maxwell pulled the hair of the nipple sucking lady with a look of disappointment. As she used much pressure, his little brother already vomited inside the hade tub.

He dismissed the servant girl from the room with a slap before turning his attention fully back to his loyal aide.

“No. For now, let’s observe. And make sure to have my armour ready. If my dear brother intends to find something valuable, then it would be such a pity if he were to lose it to me.”

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In the heart of the Fifth Realm, at the stronghold of the Nine Realms Association, Jason Mama’s son, Simon, was deep in preparation for his own journey.

Unlike most others, Simon was one of the few allowed to enter the Spirit World from the Seventh Realm, a privilege he was eager to exploit.

The emperor of the Seventh Realm, Ryon, had personally requested his presence for the Trident Summit.

Jason personally came to oversee the arrangements for the departure of his son Simon.

Simon glanced up, assuring his father with a smile. “I know, Father. I will definitely come back as the strongest Half-Sovereign of the 9 realms. I already read all the details related to the spirit world and treasure locations. I will dominate the spirit world and gain the greatest strength among all. Don’t worry about my safety.”

Jason Mama smiled, pleased with his son’s ambition. “Good. Remember, your father won’t always hold the power. One day, it will be you.”

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*Enough with other people’s drama. MC’s hunt begins from tomorrow.

All hail the Dragon Lord!

Hip… Hip… Hurray!!!