Chapter 2778 Crass, Hairless Monkey
Flaura sat back in her chair. Her temper had cooled somewhat and she felt better. After sending off a wild stream of information to her agents to spread, she was confident that Leonel's life would be ruined. There was no longer a need to be worried about anything else. On this day, she would be the victor. She would lick her wounds, and when the time came once more, she would counter attack.
What she didn't expect was that she would only just settle down when her butler rushed in with another message. He looked somewhat flustered, so he only handed Flaura the information and then bolted away at his fastest speed.
This was a very rude action on his part. According to etiquette, he could wait until Flaura had read the letter and for him to be dismissed. Only then should he leave.
But at the moment, he didn't seem to care and it didn't matter if Flaura was enraged because soon she wouldn't have much power over him anyway. This was how the Dream Asura worked. They moved only for benefits, and so long as there was the slightest problem, they would jump ship.
Why would he give Flaura the chance to kill him? The fact he had stepped into the room in the first place was already the greatest sign of respect he could show. Otherwise, he would have sent something like a messenger bird instead.
Flaura frowned, realizing the problem immediately. But instead of chasing the butler, her hand trembled with the letter in her hands. What could have happened?
She opened it slowly, and what she saw inside would have made her pass out if it wasn't for the fact the shriek of a banshee came from her red lips a moment later.
She was so enraged that all the glass in the room shattered at once, her fury reaching a towering pedestal that seemed to dwarf her entire living abode.
Many of the Race looked over indifferently. It was just a new day, another one of their own falling beneath the weight of their schemes. It wasn't too much of a surprise.
A legion of black armored Dream Asuras walked in a unit. Their destination?Flaura's home.
This only happened when one was about to be forcefully expelled from the Clan.
First it was news that the Lyra they had all seen on the screen wasn't Lyra at all, it was instead just a disguising technique. But how could there be such a good disguising technique?
This immediately made people think of the Cloud Race. How else could it fool so many Dream Force experts if not like this?
Then came the information that seemed to suggest that Aerin was fake as well.
At that point, people began to put two and two together, feeling that after all the pressure the Cloud Race had been putting on them in recent months, that the Dwarven Race's defenses had finally cracked.
But then the world had a question. Why was the Cloud Race doing this? Why did they want the world to think that the Dwarven Race was so powerful?
That was when another shocking bit of speculation was leaked.
Didn't the Cloud Race genius team up with the descendant of the Owlan Race during the Gathering of Minds?
This tidbit of information was like a bomb, especially when others remembered why Lumina was killed.
The world began to circulate with her last words.
"You're a fucking crass, hairless monkey!"
Every time Orion watched the video, the more his heart sank.
The world started to put puzzle pieces together all on its own and the situation only got worse with every passing hour.
