CHAPTER 72: HALF HIDDEN TRUTH (2)

Shen didn’t know much. He only knew that after Luke’s birth, following the poisoning, his sister had been stabbed in the throat and killed.

It was impossible that Liam Hiera had done it.

Even during the birth, Lily Moneta had been protected by nearly a hundred Freley Shadows, fifty Typhoon Servants, a hundred and fifty Cestis Knights, and even the ten highest-ranking warriors sent by Wirgo, who had grown up in the harsh conditions of the north.

Nevertheless, Abraham’s words on the matter were as follows:

[We didn’t see how he came; he just appeared in the middle of the room. He had black eyes, two large white wings as if he had come from heaven, but he resembled a human more than an angel. Immediately after I took Luke from Lily Moneta’s arms to protect him, Lily was stabbed in the throat by this person with a knife made from a dragon’s tooth, just like the weapons of the Hiera. I saw the person for a few seconds and managed to take some of his blood and a piece of his clothing. He was wearing the emblem of the East. One of the long-gone empires...]

These words had been distributed among the dukes without being mentioned to the emperor himself. The only reason for this was that Alfred Hiera was unable to gather his wits properly when Liam Hiera was emperor.

Liam Hiera was killed a year after Luke’s birth when the five dukes came together, and Alfred ascended the throne.

Alfred had been ruling the throne for exactly seventeen years, but despite all this, each of the five dukes, though they had infinite trust in the emperor, that is, Alfred, had not said anything to him out of loyalty to Lily, the Flower of the Empire, whom they held in the highest regard and who was of the utmost kindness.

They did not want Luke to be in any danger.

Liam Hiera’s rule had come to an end, and the five dukes had come together to successfully eliminate the last remnants of his crimes...

When Luke told Zoey everything he had learned, the young woman could not contain her anger and shouted, "SON OF A BITCH!"

Luke knew Zoey was a bit of a swearer, but he also knew she didn’t swear much because he didn’t like it.

Still, when she heard what Liam Hiera had done, Zoey didn’t just swear; she practically screamed it.

Despite the veins visible in her clenched jaw, Luke couldn’t help but relax as he looked at his wife, who shone like a precious gem.

It was heartening to have a wife who could get so angry over someone she didn’t even know, like Lily Moneta.

"Well, what happens now?" Zoey asked herself after calming down a few minutes later.

"I don’t know," Luke replied.

"Come on, Luke, we should go burn his grave or something. His body shouldn’t be allowed to rest in peace!" Zoey said.

Luke smiled and immediately stroked Zoey’s cheek. "I know Liam Hiera is burning in hell, so please calm down. We need to use our focus to grow stronger. In a few days, I’ll be heading to the Duchy of Wirgo and will transform the northern walls entirely into mithril, so while I’m gone, the affairs of this city will fall to you."

Zoey seemed unable to calm down. After calming herself down a little, she started clenching her jaw again less than half a minute later.

"Fine, have it your way, but if you want to go and piss on Liam Hiera’s grave, that bastard’s grave, call me," Zoey said suddenly.

Luke, upon hearing these words, shook his head from side to side as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing, and then said, "You really should take a break from hanging out with your sisters and cousins..."

The Wolves of the North were truly strange people...

Zoey blushed as if she had just realised what she had said a few seconds earlier, then stood up and said, "Come on, go now, I have things to do, I have to train the soldiers outside."

Luke immediately stood up and prepared to leave the room.

After receiving a passionate kiss from Zoey, Luke left the room, then the training ground, and finally the military base, heading towards the palace.

Nearly three weeks had passed.

During this time, Luke had completed many tasks and was now running out of money.

The city was receiving thousands of kilograms of magical monster meat every day. Even the ugliest ones were easy to find, as the meat was extremely high in vitamins and nutrients.

With the hunting licence Callum had obtained, everything had become much easier.

Moreover, with the current population of the city, there was enough drinking water to last them for years.

Still, Luke needed more money.

He planned to expand the city walls, adding more walls to create different areas within the city.

However, there was something he needed to do first, and that was to expand the walls of Wirgo, the duchy that had protected the north for hundreds of thousands of years, and make them entirely out of mithril.

This would cost tens of thousands of gold pieces. The massive walls would stretch for thousands of kilometres and be dozens of metres long...

Luke needed help.

That was precisely why he had gone to his uncle Shen, who was still in the Great City of Selene, and asked for help... or rather, he had issued an order to his uncle as the prince of the empire and the unofficial heir to the throne, having tamed the Ancient Dragon.

"Uncle, I know you have boundless wealth. How much can you give me?" Luke had asked at first.

Shen had thought for a few seconds and then asked with a frown, "How much do you need?"

Moneta’s wealth was so vast that even if Luke had asked for ten million gold pieces, it would have been perhaps 0.01% of their wealth.

It was no lie that they were the economic centre of the world.

They could cause the currencies of other countries to lose or gain value simply based on their desires.

"Almost three million," Luke replied, acting a bit greedy, yet his words were authoritative, it didn’t take a genius to understand he was issuing an order...