Spy Number 13 had been undercover on Rota Star, posing as an ordinary resident. However, this time, the Commander tasked him with replacing a prince and even becoming the Emperor of the Rota Empire. This presented a significant challenge for him.

Ever since his construction, Spy Number 13 had heard about the most renowned first and second predecessors among the Spies. These two predecessors had made enormous contributions during the early days of the Red Alert Empire, becoming role models for all Spies.

He also aspired to make significant contributions, but such contributions were not easily achieved. What he did was only minor in the eyes of the Empire.

This time was different. If he could become the Emperor of Rota and bring down the Rota Empire, he would be a hero of the Red Alert Empire.

"I must surpass the contributions of the first and second predecessors!"

Spy Number 13 prepared to take action. Being an ordinary person, he couldn't directly approach a prince of high status. So, he seized an opportunity to gather various intelligence.

In less than an hour, he obtained the information he needed. The 9th Prince was sending out invitations, mainly targeting individuals with significant status on Rota Star. The intention was clear – he sought support to become the Emperor.

Knowing that, with his current status, he couldn't infiltrate directly, Spy Number 13 decided to disguise himself as someone with substantial status.

After thorough investigation, he identified a candidate who received the lowest-tier invitation, indicating a large number of attendees. Even among those paying to attend, this person held a significant position on Rota Star.

With Spy Number 13's skills, he effortlessly replaced this person's identity. Utilizing a portable Psychic control device, he gained insight into the target's information, successfully completing the disguise.

"Sir, the time until the banquet is short. Should we depart now?" a woman approached Spy Number 13 respectfully.

"Yes, let's go," replied the disguised Spy Number 13 with a deep voice.

Arriving at the banquet venue, it was filled with people of high status. In contrast, the person he impersonated was practically invisible, known to no one.

This suited Spy Number 13's intentions perfectly. Holding a wine glass, he casually moved through the crowd, scanning the surroundings. Eventually, he spotted his target for this mission, the 9th Prince, Losaic.

At that moment, the 9th Prince was engrossed in a conversation with a minister, surrounded by seemingly inconspicuous attendees.

This was normal; after all, the most crucial support for a prince came from the ministers. Instead of brazenly attempting to take the 9th Prince away, Spy Number 13 believed it was best to replace his identity discreetly when no one was around.

He began to roam casually, covertly observing the surrounding security measures. Perhaps due to the recent death of the Emperor, security had been significantly heightened. However, this posed no problem for Spy Number 13.

During his stroll, he encountered someone he recognized. Following the information stored in his mind, he casually brushed off the acquaintance and quickly left.

After all, he wasn't the real person, and prolonged conversation risked exposure.

In the restroom, Spy Number 13 unintentionally overheard a conspiracy. Shockingly, someone at this banquet aimed to sabotage the relationship between the 9th Prince and the minister!

Without the support of the minister, no prince had the qualification to ascend the throne.

This couldn't be allowed. The identity of the 9th Prince had already been reserved by Spy Number 13. If the relationship with the minister was ruined, how could he ascend the throne?

In this moment, Spy Number 13 conceived a plan—to disguise himself as another prince's attendant and assassinate the 9th Prince and the minister!

The thought turned into action, but before he could make a move, chaos erupted in the venue. An unexpected interloper, a member of a Universe race, had appeared!

"Protect the prince and the minister!" The guards' expressions changed dramatically.

Unknown to Spy Number 13, this wasn't an isolated incident. Similar situations unfolded at banquets for other princes, suggesting a premeditated effort to prevent the emergence of a new emperor within the Empire.

The princes themselves were not formidable, only at the Small Galaxy First Order. Faced with a Universe race clearly at the Small Galaxy Ninth Order, no one in the venue could resist.

Unfortunately, all the Large Galaxy-level powerhouses were at the imperial palace, leaving the 9th Prince with the most powerful being at the Small Galaxy Ninth Order, while the assailant from the Universe race was at the Small Galaxy Seventh Order!

As the 9th Prince was about to be killed by the Universe race, Spy Number 13 promptly replaced the identity of one of the guards and rushed forward.

Splat!

A cold gleam flashed, and the head of the Universe race flew off. Spy Number 13 stood in front of the 9th Prince.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Who are you... Lin Chong?" The 9th Prince surprisingly remembered the name of every guard.

Spy Number 13's heart skipped a beat. This indicated that the 9th Prince wasn't an ordinary useless prince.

"How did you kill it?" The 9th Prince's eyes held a faint skepticism. He knew the strength of his guards; how could one kill a Small Galaxy Ninth Order Universe assassin?

Facing the 9th Prince's questioning, Spy Number 13 had a ready response, "Your Highness, I didn't know what happened just now. A sudden surge of power emerged in my body, and my subconscious acted."

It had to be acknowledged; every Spy was a skilled actor. Spy Number 13 portrayed a bewildered expression to perfection!

Now, he was the guard who suddenly manifested immense power and killed a Small Galaxy Ninth Order assassin!

Even if the 9th Prince harbored doubts, he temporarily suppressed them. Stabilizing the situation was currently more crucial.

The banquet couldn't proceed as usual. After everyone else left, the 9th Prince gathered all the guards to identify this particular guard's identity!

After all, someone capable of slaying a Small Galaxy Ninth Order Universe assassin was one of his guards, and he was entirely unaware.

Spy Number 13 had anticipated this and formulated a simple strategy. He would shift all responsibility onto the sudden power surge. As long as he could prove his identity was intact, the 9th Prince couldn't execute him on the spot.

A guard who risked his life for the prince, instead of receiving a reward, was being targeted for execution. Any sensible person would find this unsettling, potentially shattering the 9th Prince's aspirations of becoming emperor.

"Speak, who are you?" The 9th Prince coldly demanded.

The other guards were perplexed. What did the prince mean?

Internally sneering, Spy Number 13 wore an expression of complete bewilderment on the surface. "Your Highness, I am Lin Chong, summoned by the Grand Marshal. I have been serving you for three years under his command."

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