Rocks Band: I have 48 Imperial Arms.

It transforms into a vast expanse of rising water vapor.

The misty mountains and clouds made this natural wonder seem like it was in heaven.

It is truly a spectacle.

Totonia Muka, who was called the Duke of Life, followed the flow of the spring and casually chose a stone to sit on.

Unlike ordinary nobles.

They were not wearing the aristocratic attire they were so proud of, which they used to constantly display their status.

Instead, they simply wore martial arts uniforms.

It resembled the attire of a dojo, simple and elegant all over, black, which stood out conspicuously on the sunlit water, a striking color, while the sleeves were wide and open, allowing for easy movement.

He wore no other adornments, but his long hair was tied in knots, forming clumps like seaweed, which was strange and eye-catching, making him look like an ascetic.

This is quite unexpected, as it doesn't match his title of Grand Duke at all.

His face looked somewhat aged.

With graying temples, he was clearly no longer young.

His eyes were half-closed.

Exhale...

breathe……

A faint white mist emerged from his breath, as if it were a tangible breath of blood and qi.

Even without exaggerated muscles, he is definitely a master of physical skills.

But only for a moment.

His half-closed eyes suddenly opened.

A sharp glint shot out, as if a sharp sword had burst forth from his eyes.

"no!"

"I can't calm down..."

Totonia Muka couldn't help but frown.

He shook his head, cleared his mind of distractions, and calmed himself down by closing his eyes again.

but……

In the blink of an eye.

Then it suddenly opened its eyes again.

The same thing happened three or four times in a row, and even he couldn't help but frown.

"Could it be that there's another problem with the allocation of shipping routes to Danshui?"

Why do I always feel uneasy?

Muka murmured to himself.

His brows furrowed even more deeply.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, he naturally got up, as if to get up from the stone and find a different place to look at the peaceful scenery. He lowered his head, looking thoughtful.

Just as he changed to a different stone and was about to sit down.

"Flowing water, surging and winding!"

Beneath the calm flow of the spring, the power of boundless fresh water quietly accumulates, and suddenly, like a water snake, it sweeps wildly toward a certain place, initially moving stealthily.

After Muka silently shouted in his heart, he seemed to be liberated, suddenly transforming into a raging python unleashed from its cage.

The surging currents were like a water snake strangling and killing.

Silently, carrying the power to shatter mountains and split the earth, its crushing power is terrifying; even if a giant elephant were thrown down, it could be instantly shredded to dust.

Boom! !

A tremendous roar resounded from where the water burst forth.

The mist in the air grew even thicker.

-

"you……"

"Who on earth is this?!"

Muka stared grimly at the spring. As he suddenly launched his attack, several unidentified men in black jumped out, breaking through his attack and swaggering out.

"There really is someone..."

As his suspicions were confirmed, he couldn't help but frown.

here!

Not anywhere else.

It was the imperial palace!

Inside the heavily guarded imperial palace!

Moreover, it houses the national treasure of the Tortonian royal family, a precious artifact that contains the source of fresh water! It is definitely the most heavily guarded place, far more so than even the king's palace.

other side……

Those men in black with unknown origins, how could they possibly appear here!

and.

The power to silently block his attack.

Even though he was rushed and didn't unleash his full power, sacrificing much of his strength for the sake of concealment, his inherent strength wasn't diminished much. The fact that his opponent seemed completely unaffected speaks volumes about his formidable power!

Muka couldn't help but feel a tightness in his chest.

Vigilance and apprehension instantly filled my eyes.

A jet-black robe.

A wide hood.

They all hid their heads and tails, thus becoming mysterious in origin.

"you……"

"Who is he?"

"Someone from the dark side of CP, or maybe it's my stupid nephew's doing..."

Muka stared wide-eyed.

His deep gaze conveyed an intense sense of pressure.

Not only the surrounding air, but even the mist rising from the spring seemed to be condensed by this invisible pressure, turning into drizzling water droplets that dripped onto the spring.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

The continuous sound of water brought an even stronger sense of oppression.

It makes people...

The oppressive feeling that makes it hard to breathe!

but! !

This aura was clearly useless against Locke and his companions, who were dressed in black robes.

Najenda and the others are weapon spirits, Imperial Arms users, and backed by their original Imperial Arms, so of course they are not affected by the aura.

And Locke!

His ambition and boldness were beyond imagination.

They faced it with complete nonchalance!

"Tsk~"

"Nephew? Your relationship is really complicated!"

Leone licked his paw.

His eyes held a mixture of resentment and disdain.

Having come from a slum, she genuinely despised the decadent relationships among the nobility and royalty.

"pity--"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you!"

"Our operation has nothing to do with anyone else!"

Leone spoke with disdain, she loathed this kind of 'aristocratic air' to the extreme, Your Highness was still the best.

"Humph!"