Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 895 Loyal! Sincerity!
Xia Shou held the spirit weapon that radiated red light, a cold, contemptuous, and sorrowful smile on his back. However, this sorrow was for their stupidity and weakness, and that sorrow was also pleasurable.

The sorrow itself was not funny, but it made him laugh so much that all the great nobles realized their own ridiculousness and understood the truly serious problem at that moment.

At this moment, in this place, everyone has witnessed the truth.

Summer Guardian never needed their assistance; in fact, their presence was merely an unstable factor for Rosa's successor.

Their power was seen as an object that could be taken away at any time, just like what had just happened—being burned, devoured, and acquired.

Put yourself in their shoes: if they possessed such power, why would they need to seek help from others?
One’s own power will not betray oneself. By directly using one’s shadow to devour others, one can obtain the most stable and reliable force. Compared to the risks of relying on others, wouldn’t this absolute self-rule be better?
Some people even began to wonder why Xia Shou didn't just kill and eat them all here.

"Fighting the invaders of the old history is not for my sake, but for your own. I am here only to confirm your thoughts."

If you decide to surrender, then this dynasty has no reason to continue. I will take everything I can with me.

If you still retain the sense of superiority that comes with being nobles and being a vampire who is above all other creatures, then as Rosa's successor, I will stand by until the very end and shield you from the enemy you are powerless to fight.

I could do more, but this is all I can do.

Because if you can't even survive to that extent, then there's no need for you to continue existing; someone else will take your place to continue the dynasty's prosperity.

And for you, to fade away before decay is perhaps the best possible ending.

After speaking, Xia Shou's spear transformed into a ball of flame, disintegrating into sparks that slowly dissipated into the air. As the flames dimmed, the dangerous smile was once again hidden beneath the dark cloak, seemingly there but not there.

At that moment, the nobles understood.

This successor of Rosa was neither a tyrant nor a monarch, because he never thought of ruling anything.

Yes, who would want to rule over a bunch of meaningless, worthless things? In Xia Shou's eyes, they were just a bunch of living ants, walking, talking rotten flesh.

Some people had already concluded that Rosa's disappearance was true.

There might not be any secret behind it at all; it's simply that the king of night and fire grew tired of all this tedium, just as an adult abandons children's playhouse, he discarded the dynasty he had built with his own hands.

"I'm willing to go through fire and water for you." A man knelt down.

"The Castanean family is devoted to you with all its loyalty!"

"The Chixi family will forever be your most loyal servants!"

One by one, the others knelt down, submitting to the absolute power.

At this moment, a wave of reminiscence inevitably washed over the minds of all the nobles.

Did your ancestors, many years ago, swear allegiance to the Duke of Rosa with the same feelings?

If so, then they are beginning to understand the true nature of this dynasty.

"Get ready, everyone. I hope you won't let me down. It would be quite disappointing if this era ended here." Xia Shou sat back down in his chair, with an air of nonchalance.

Duchess Blue Lily mustered her courage and asked, "May I ask Your Excellency, what should we prepare?"

Those who stole glances at this socialite couldn't help but admire her courage and boldness. Such subtle yet blatant flattery was not something everyone could say.

She referred to Charles I as Grand Duke, which was not simply a title. Charles I was nominally a king, and being called a duke would be an insult. So everyone knew that the Grand Duke she was referring to was not a noble title, but a higher honorific.

The "Grand Duke" she addressed was the same "Grand Duke" as the Grand Duke of Rosa, indicating that she wholeheartedly regarded him as the rightful heir to the Rosa lineage. To be honest, this was a gamble, with a sense of trying to guess the Emperor's will. There were only two possible outcomes: one was that, like Li Lianying, the Emperor's address of "Your Majesty" would resonate deeply and be very pleasing.

Another way is to slap it on the horse's leg, which is naturally fatal.

However, there was only silence at the scene.

A long silence.

The silence was so terrifying that cold sweat poured down Lan Baihe's body like rain. She immediately regretted it, feeling that she had been too rash, and even felt that the shadow of death had already loomed over her like the night.

But after a long time, there was still no response.

Charlie was the first to look up, and then the others heard Charlie's voice: "He's gone."

Everyone gradually raised their heads, and the seat that belonged to Xia Shou was now empty. He left as silently as he had arrived.

“They don’t care if the conversation is interrupted…” Castan felt even more insignificant. He couldn’t imagine how insignificant they were in Xia Shou’s eyes.

That person came here simply to say what he wanted to say and do what he wanted to do. He didn't intend to persuade or command anyone; anything that went against his will was simply swept away lightly.

Everyone else stood up one after another, but Lan Baihe remained kneeling on the ground, her back soaked with sweat, and cold sweat pooled on the rock bricks below her forehead.

No one laughed at Blue Lily; they even admired her.

This life-risking gamble is enough to prove that this guy is incredibly audacious, and his cowardice after risking his life is understandable.

“Miss Blue Lily, you are truly remarkable,” Charles I said meaningfully.

Lan Baihe gave a bitter smile and stood up shakily, supporting herself on her knees: "I'll take it as Your Majesty praising me."

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Outside the palace, Xia Shou had already removed his cloak and put his scepter back into the shadows, while Su Weiyu was still immersed in the atmosphere from just now.

I have to say, Xia Shou's appearance just now was really captivating, incredibly charming! He had a kind of allure that's hard to describe with ordinary words, he was simply stunningly handsome!
When she saw the group of richly dressed vampires, terrified and falling to their knees in a sorry state, Su Weiyu felt a surge of pleasure. She even felt as if she were the one sitting in the chair, not Xia Shou.

In those few short minutes, she finally understood why so many emperors in history liked to be incompetent rulers.

What's so fun about being a wise ruler? Not only do you have to humbly accept advice, but you also get scolded by your ministers for the slightest mistake. Being a tyrant or a foolish ruler is much more enjoyable. You can just sit there with your legs up, and you're the only one who matters in the world. You can enjoy yourself until you're overthrown.

Unfortunately, we hadn't had enough fun yet when Ashou decided to leave, which was really disappointing.

"Ah Shou, you should at least have waited until they finished asking their questions before leaving. They were waiting for your instructions. Isn't that what we came here for?" Su Weiyu asked, puzzled.

Xia Shou scratched his head and pondered, "Preparations for the battle can be arranged through Charlie's words. The key this time is to establish a persona. When establishing a persona, there should be room for interpretation, lingering impressions, and more importantly, room for their imagination... Well, to be precise, we need to leave them room to create their own fears."

"Tsk tsk! So this is the art of rulership? I've learned something." Su Weiyu suddenly realized.

Xia Shou: "..."

"Brother Shou, what did you say to them inside just now?" Jiang Wengao asked curiously as he approached.

(End of this chapter)