Chapter 123: Chapter 103: The Wrath of the Lord, The Persistence of the Clock Kingdom! 4168 words_1 Chapter 123: Chapter 103: The Wrath of the Lord, The Persistence of the Clock Kingdom! 4168 words_1 Lord Prole showed a scheming smile of triumph, he moved forward, and the leaders of Parviga Guild become fearful.

With a righteous proclamation, the Lord declares, “I have killed Alice, and everyone with her, including the one who defamed the monarchical nobility unceremoniously at Lion Pallet.”

“I now control the city of Parviga.”

“If you wish to maintain your previous status, you must cooperate with me.”

“Hand over items that represent your identity, as I will send people to your guild headquarters to mobilize your private armed forces.”

The guild leaders looked at each other.

Some were scared, some were reluctant, and some were skeptical.

Is Lady Alice really dead?

Did everyone by her side also die?

Was the young man, who bravely voiced his opinion and proclaimed the superiority of Ambros Country’s mix of city governance, monarchy, and nobility, also killed by the Lord?

They harbored doubts, but amid the chaos, their mental faculties were in shock.

At this moment, Lord Prole suddenly asked, “Where is the Chairman of the Wool Guild? As the second richest man in Parviga, why isn’t he here?”

All the guild leaders became fearful because the whereabouts of the Wool Guild’s chairman were unknown.

Just then, a guild chairman sighed, took off a ring from his right hand – the seal that represented his identity. “This is our Weaving Guild Chairman’s ancestral seal ring.”

“This ring can represent my identity, and can mobilize my private armed forces.”

Lord Prole lifted his head in satisfaction, standing upright like a soldier, he began to clap.

“I commend you, chairman, so what about the rest of you? Will you choose death, or will you hand over your seal rings?”

With someone taking the lead, the rest of the chairmen took off their rings one by one, their spirits defeated.

Once they had all handed over their seal rings, Lord Prole ordered his private soldiers to take the rings and discretely leave the city hall. They were to go to each guild’s base to mobilize troops.

Lord Prole gritted his teeth thinking, ‘With this, I can mobilize more than four thousand armed troops. It’s a pity I cannot mobilize the city guard on the city wall.’

‘If I could have captured the Mayor.’

‘I initially thought that Alexei had turned the Mayor into an ice statue, and I paid no attention to him. Who would have known that Alexei, that useless fool, would die at the hands of a child. Damn it, who exactly was the person who suddenly appeared next to Lady Alice?’

‘Could it be someone from the southern peninsula supporting the guilds, not someone from the Guild Republic?’

Seeing his soldiers had left to mobilize the troops, Lord Prole suddenly chuckled darkly, his voice filled with malice, “Ah, I think there is one thing all of you do not quite understand. I would be remiss not to inform you now, as that would make me seem unkind.”

“I must tell you…”

Seeing all the captured guild leaders looking at him, Lord Prole, the old man, wore an expression of pride. “What I want to tell you all is that I had previously hired five assassins from the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness to assassinate Lady Alice and the women performing the bread ceremony in the streets.”

“I’m really not looking forward to delivering this dreadful news to you all.”

The guild leaders showed expressions of shock and incomparable fury.

If they had known this before, they would have chosen death over handing over their seal rings.

The arteries on the neck of the Chairman of the Weaving Guild bulged as he rushed forward. “You bastard, why are you so vicious, are you a demon!”

“Do you even have any humanity left? Families should be off-limits.”

Two soldiers blocked him with their long spears.

“Unfortunately…” Lord Prole made a mocking bow, “it was you who didn’t understand the importance of hierarchy, with due respect for superiors and inferiors, and an orderly class.”

“Only when there is an orderly class will there be an orderly society.”

“The nobles protect their people, and the people are enslaved by the nobles. This is the order of society that the God of All Things has established for the world. Who is disrupting this, who is violating the Law! The feudal history of Ambros has lasted for more than a thousand years, and yet some people want to break this historical tradition.”

“It is you who are in the wrong!”

“Without the nobles, Ambros lost its soul, stolen by you rabble, and will lose all its prosperity.”

“Take them away!”

Ironically, the captive guild leaders, despite their anger, were unable to speak out.

They feared that the already excited Lord would suddenly rise to murder.

Although they didn’t quite believe the Lord’s claim of killing Lady Alice and her party, they were all surrounded by a feeling of despair, apparently thinking that Parviga might indeed be under noble control.

Thus, they could only be escorted away by soldiers, each showing a deathly pallor.

Standing alone, Lord Prole waited for the private forces of each guild to arrive before immediately suppressing this place.

He did not notice that behind a display cabinet in the gallery, the Demon Hunter Black Wolf and Knight Griffin had been spying on the scene all along.

Knight Griffin was silently calculating the possibility of charging forward and killing Lord Prole directly. “My Spirit Skin Cell Resistance allows me to take the risk of charging ahead, maybe I could try to kill the Lord directly…”