"I want you to invite the eldest prince Benjamin for me in a personal capacity," Oboro said in a deep voice.
"What are you up to?" Upon hearing this, Kenbuglu immediately became alert.
He knew the eldest prince's character very well, and the head of the Fells family standing before him was definitely not a good person. Whatever these two might be discussing, it would be anything but ordinary.
Oboro couldn't risk contacting the lords directly, the royal family would notice. He needed an intermediary, and Benjamin was the perfect choice.
For his ambitions in the Dark Continent to succeed, Oboro realized that the eldest prince cared least about the lives of his brothers. Benjamin had already made preparations for the war of succession, clearly intending to eliminate anyone who stood in his way.
So cruel! Oboro thought. But Benjamin also had the ability to deal with the aftermath of killing a prince without any consequences.
While the other princes were equally cold and calculating, their advantages were relatively weak, making them poor allies for Oboro's plans. As for the princesses, Oboro had considered them as well, but ultimately decided they weren't safe options.
"I'm a gangster, what else can I do? Of course, I'll talk business." Oboro spread his hands with a silent smile.
"How is that? It's very simple: As long as you can get the eldest prince to come to me, I'll give you this woman."
The Fells family's control over their honeypots was extensive. Not only were they cursed with Nen abilities, but they were also poisoned and needed regular medication to survive. Even if someone could remove the Nen curse, they would be helpless against the poison that had deeply infiltrated the victim's body.
Perhaps certain Nen abilities could remove these effects, but that would take time, time the Fells family could use to detonate the micro-bombs implanted in their bodies.
The Fells family would not tolerate any interference with their plans.
"Are you going to interfere with the Kakin Empire's regime?" Kenbuglu's eyes turned cold.
Of course, he knew about the political conferences that had recently been held in several countries. It wasn't difficult to see that the mafia, especially the Fells family, had influence over some nations, which indicated suspicious activities. Now Oboro, their leader, had come to Kakin to meet Benjamin The Ninth Prince wasn't stupid; he understood Oboro's intentions immediately.
"Isn't that exactly what you want? After all, you're dissatisfied with the monarchy system in this country," Oboro said quietly. "Besides, you think too highly of me. The Fells family can control some small countries, but for a nation of Kakin's size and strength, I couldn't interfere even if I wanted to."
Having said that, he slowly got up and walked to the French window, looking out at the bustling city beyond. "With your father's intelligence, he would surely notice any attempt. He's probably already taken defensive measures against us. Under these circumstances, it's even more impossible for me to interfere with the succession, so don't worry, I'm only seeking a temporary alliance with Benjamin. Of course, if you agree to join forces with me instead, I would much rather help you win the war of succession," Oboro laid his cards on the table.
As soon as the words "succession war" left his lips, Kenbuglu's expression changed noticeably.
"Snakes and rats belong in the same nest!" he spat.
"It seems you grown-up princes all know about the war of succession," Oboro observed his reaction and smiled slightly. "I told you before, I grew up in a royal family, with that blood running through my veins. Even if the king hides it well, rumors always surface. You can find clues in the history of Kakin's rise to power. But if you don't know the details, you don't understand the true cruelty of the war of succession.
As for the Jar ceremony, Oboro decided to keep that information to himself.
"I will give you only three days to think about it carefully. Don't worry about the kingship, even for me it's difficult to change the current situation. Besides your cunning father, there's also his watchdog. I dare not act rashly."
Oboro turned his back on the Ninth Lord and dismissed him.
Kenbuglu's face darkened as he took his friend's hand and prepared to leave.
"Take care of your people. If word of our conversation gets out, expect your wife to be killed," Oboro's voice followed them before they even reached the door.
The Ninth Lord paused and clenched his fist.
He was well aware of Oboro's background and had done his own research. Although he desperately wanted his private soldiers to kill Oboro, he knew he couldn't.
The woman beside him trembled with fear and begged the Ninth Lord to grant the family head's request.
Kenbuglu looked back at Oboro, gritted his teeth, comforted his friend, and pulled her out of the room.
After a moment, sensing that the private soldiers outside had been taken away by the Ninth Prince, Oboro said quietly: "Come in."
A Mafia gangster entered the room carrying a swaddled baby.
"My lord, it is this child," the underling said, presenting the baby.
It was a little boy. Unfortunately, the right side of his face had been scarred by a knife, leaving a conspicuous mark.
This was the illegitimate child of one of the Fells' honeypots and King Nasubi Hui Guo Rou, a child that had never been officially recognized. Because of his sensitive identity, the boy had been spared but discarded. Nasubi had allowed his lover to care for the child privately, but forbade any public acknowledgement of the boy's existence.
Barring the unexpected, the little boy would live in the shadow of the royal family for the rest of his life.
And the Honeypot had given the child to the Fells family.
"Does he have a name?" Oboro reached out to touch the baby's face and smiled.
"Anu Anu Udoka," the minion replied.
Even his name can't be 'Hui Guo Rou', Oboro thought bitterly.
"Have our people take good care of him."
"Yes, sir."
After dismissing his gang members, Oboro strolled alone to the famous Royal Military Academy in the capital.
This was where the Kakin Empire trained its military talents, one of the reasons the nation had become a superpower. In times of war, these specialists proved invaluable in demonstrating national strength. Furthermore, after reviewing information on the Kakin Empire, Oboro discovered that the royal family had increased its investment in scientific research in recent years. Military and technological advances aside, the happiness of the Kakin citizens seemed remarkably high.
The people showed great confidence in King Nasubi Hui Guo Rou.
This seemed to be a social phenomenon that had been deliberately cultivated over time; Nasubi had deliberately orchestrated this atmosphere long ago in preparation for the announcement of the Dark Continent Expedition, ensuring that the people would believe whatever he said.
Looking across the street at the huge Royal Military Academy, Oboro watched as people in neat, uniform clothing came and went. The eyes and demeanor of some revealed much about the caliber of the institution.
The Kakin Empire truly had the ability and qualifications to join the V5 and become the V6.
They just needed the breakthrough.
Beyond Netero had given Nasubi an opportunity, and the two had formed an alliance.
Beep, beep, Oboros cell phone rang.
He checked the screen and saw an unknown number.
"Who is this?"
"Ah. Is this Oboro? I'm Pariston" "" "You're in the capital of the Kakin Empire, right? What a coincidence, I'm here too."
Oboro's eyes narrowed immediately.
"What do you want?"
He didn't hang up right away.
At this critical moment, a call from Pariston meant only one thing: the other party had discovered him.
His journey to the Kakin Empire, including the route of his spaceship, had been kept completely secret. Even the few who knew about it couldn't possibly have leaked the information.
How was this Pariston?
What part went wrong? How did they track me? Oboro wondered, surprised.
What is this guy up to? If Pariston knows I'm in Kakin, would Beyond and Nasubi know as well?
"Can we meet?" Pariston asked.
"Place," Oboro replied curtly.