Chapter 78: Bishop Warwick
"Alright, let's go."
After a moment of silence, Dai Pojun stood up and slowly walked out of the prison.
Davis didn't quite understand this decision. Breaking through to the ninetieth level and becoming a Titled Douluo would only take a little more than ten days—so why not stay and absorb more of Yue Guan's soul power?
Seeing the doubt on his son's face, Dai Pojun smiled faintly and transmitted his voice with soul power:
"Haha, something this big happened last night. The civil and military officials must be anxious. As Emperor, I need to address them.
Besides, we captured Ju Douluo. The ministers will surely learn that your grandparents have already become Titled Douluo. This is a perfect opportunity to make an official announcement."
To conceal the true strength of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Pojun had deliberately kept it secret that Dai Tianxing and his wife had reached the Titled Douluo level. Aside from Davis and his close family, very few people knew.
Had Bibi Dong known in advance that both had become Titled Douluo, she likely wouldn't have allowed Ju and Ghost Douluo to act so recklessly. Their failure was due to poor intelligence.
Now that the battle had taken place, there was no longer any point in hiding it. They might as well reveal it to boost morale across the empire.
Just then, Dai Pojun sneered and added,
"Also, you don't need to go to the Spirit Temple today. After such a major incident, I expect Warwick will come to us on his own. Have you thought about what price they might offer?
Listen, brat, I'm telling you in advance—no matter what, you must not damage the national prestige of our Star Luo Empire! Your father and grandfather are never afraid of war. If it comes to that, we'll fight! I want to see what the Spirit Hall can really do!"
"Yes, Father! I understand!"
Dai Pojun's words ignited Davis's fighting spirit. At worst, they would go to war. Even if it meant destruction, there was no reason to fear!
Davis said, "Nana, let's go back too. It's too risky to leave you alone with Ju Huaguan."
"Ah? Okay," Anna replied reluctantly. After a night of soul power absorption, she had already reached level 34!
Seeing her reluctant expression, Davis couldn't help but chuckle and rub her head.
"Don't be so attached. You should focus on cultivating on your own too. Tell me honestly—how much of that level 34 did you earn through your own effort? Do you really want to be seen as an Evil Soul Master?"
"Hehe, I've got you to protect me, don't I? I'm not afraid!"
After they exited the prison, Dai Pojun personally escorted Anna home. She was now his chance at reaching level 90—he couldn't risk anything happening to her!
Then, he headed to the imperial palace with Davis. By the time they arrived, all the civil and military officials were already present, whispering among themselves. Some were excited, while others were anxious.
"I heard the Alchemist Association was attacked last night, and it was Titled Douluo who did it. What happened?"
"It was Ju and Ghost Douluo from the Spirit Hall. I heard His Majesty captured them. They actually dared to stir trouble in our Star Luo City!"
"If we managed to capture a Titled Douluo, is it possible His Majesty has already reached that level himself?"
"You mean the Title—"
Ahem!
A cough from Dai Pojun immediately silenced the room. All the officials turned and instantly dropped to their knees:
"Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor! Long live! Long live!"
"Your Majesty! Crown Prince!"
Dai Pojun sat upon the throne and commanded, "All ministers, rise."
Davis stood to his left, prepared to advise his father at any moment.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Dai Pojun looked out across the hall, then spoke coldly:
"I know you are all full of questions and don't know what happened last night. Let me tell you officially.
Last night, Ju and Ghost Douluo of the Spirit Hall attacked the Alchemist Association, killing hundreds of our Star Luo soldiers.
Fortunately, the Empress Dowager and I had already become Titled Douluo. We arrived just in time to stop them, prevent further loss, and successfully captured Ju Douluo."
Upon hearing this, the ministers were stunned—then overjoyed. Their empire finally had Titled Douluo!
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
"His Majesty's advancement is a blessing for all of Star Luo! Heaven bless the Empire!"
"Long live the Emperor!"
"Haha! I thank all of you for your kind words," Dai Pojun responded, smiling. He was quite pleased. Having a mother who was a Titled Douluo was rare enough—having both parents reach that level was even more so. On the entire Douluo Continent, perhaps only Qian Renxue had enjoyed such privilege.
Then, Dai Pojun's expression turned cold.
"Ju Douluo Yueguan assaulted the Alchemist Association with the intent to kill President Yang Wudi. He slaughtered hundreds of our empire's warriors and destroyed countless precious medicinal herbs.
According to the laws of the Star Luo Empire, the penalty for such a crime is being torn apart by chariots. However, as a Titled Douluo is still considered a rare treasure of the Douluo Continent, I have decided to show mercy. His sentence will be reduced to beheading, with the execution taking place in autumn, followed by public parading of his body.
Let the world know this—anyone who dares kill my people within the borders of the Star Luo Empire, even a Titled Douluo, will pay the price!"
Swish—
As soon as those words fell, the ministers' expressions changed dramatically. The hall broke into an uproar. Panic and confusion spread quickly.
What does His Majesty mean? Is he going to war with the Spirit Hall? Can we win such a fight?
Before they could voice their concerns, a frantic voice rang from the entrance:
"Wait, Your Majesty! This is a misunderstanding! A terrible misunderstanding!"
An old man stumbled into the hall. Though his frame was thin and elderly, his steps were firm—clearly, he was a Spirit Master.
He wore ornate robes—pure white with golden embroidery—marking him unmistakably as a Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall.
There was no doubt. This was Bishop Warwick, the Spirit Hall's representative in Star Luo City.
"Oh? If it isn't the esteemed Bishop Warwick," Dai Pojun said sarcastically. "Come to plead for Ju Douluo, have you? Let's hear what nonsense you've come to spit out."
Warwick looked humiliated. On any other day, being insulted like this would have made him storm out in rage. But today was different—Yue Guan's life was in Dai Pojun's hands.
Warwick was in a bind. After Ghost Douluo fled the previous night, he had ordered Warwick to hold Ju Douluo's fate at all costs, while he rushed to the Pope's Palace to seek help from Bibi Dong.
When Warwick found out that Ju Douluo had been captured—and that both Dai Tianxing and his wife had reached the Titled Douluo realm—he had been shocked.
He also knew very well: Ju and Ghost Douluo were not ordinary people. Their mission in Star Luo City was an assassination—a high crime in any nation.
Even with nine lives, Yue Guan couldn't escape death.
Still, to avoid the wrath of Ghost Douluo in the future, Warwick had no choice but to keep his head bowed and do everything he could to protect Yue Guan—at least for now.
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