On one side was the cold and warm moon, and on the other was the Crimson Moon.
Most of the residents had long gotten used to the existence of the Crimson Moon. They have adapted for a few months.
The two moons hovered in the air and were no longer something people feared.
Vale still pondered in the carriage over Richard’s conversation with the Grand Duke of Solan.
He had witnessed how Richard slowly convinced the legendary figure with great prestige at the edge of the desert of death and finally stood firmly on the side of Twilight City.
The conversation between the two had even reached the height of a change in the situation of the Mortal Plane.
It took a long time for him to recover from his chaotic thoughts. He turned around and looked at the handsome side profile of the man who looked at the brightly lit street through the glass window.
“Lord, I really can’t get enough of it…”
He took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
“Lord, why would the Grand Duke of Frostwolf be willing to offend the echelons of the Holy Church Empire and support the Third Prince instead?”
“The Third Prince is still far from the throne even with Grand Duke’s support. Placing a chess piece on a prince with no hope is a little…”
He thought for a moment but couldn’t think of any adjectives.
The Third Prince was famous even in Solan City. The city that was thousands of miles away.
Of course, most were negative. After all, the king did not spare a prince born from a commoner. It would always be a topic of discussion.
One could only imagine a situation the other party would be in in the capital city of the Holy Church Empire, whether Solan City was in a state.
It wasn’t that Vale didn’t trust Richard’s judgment. This card was just lousy, and there was no chance of turning the tables.
Richard smiled.
“Who knows what the future holds? One cannot settle the matter.
“As for the Grand Duke’s, this was just a bet that was neither too big nor too small for him in the next round, although it was mainly due to my request. The truth is?
“For ordinary people, it’s fatal to stand on the wrong side in the fight for the Crown Prince. But who is the Grand Duke of Frostwolf in Solan City? So what if the Third Prince had not become king?
“Could it be that the new king will send troops to crusade against the Grand Duke? Fight a legendary ascetic?
Strength was the only pass.
The king would have to consider it seriously if the Grand Duke was stronger and broke through to become a demigod, even if he wanted the current king to step down.
Vale nodded thoughtfully.
He followed his train of thought.
“In this way, we can publicize the high regard the Grand Duke places on the Third Prince on his return.
“It can even guide public opinion and let everyone know that the Third Prince is a top-notch genius. He used his charm to convince the legendary ascetic, the Grand Duke of Frostwolf in Solan City.
“Some princes spread rumors about his previous reputation to confuse the public and prevent him from fighting for the throne.
“Even if not many people believe it, One can still change some people’s perception even if only a few people believe it.
“This way, it’ll be easier for me to do anything in the future…”
Richard smiled and tapped his shoulder.
He softly said while the man’s face was slightly red.
“You’ve learned a lot during this period. Why don’t I leave the Third Prince’s matter to you?
“A prince to hold the throne feels more accomplished than running a business meeting.”
Eagerness filled Vale’s eyes. She smiled bitterly in the end.
“Lord, you think too highly of me.”
Now, only the Grand Duke of Frostwolf supported him. The Third Prince was still far from ascending to the throne.
Richard smiled and didn’t dwell on the subject.
This move still needed time to ferment. Results could be within three to five months or even a year.
However, this was how chess was. The seemingly useless move now could become the deciding move at the end of the game.
He still had time to play.
He regained his senses. He looked at Dark Valkyrie.
This boss had yet to complete her transformation. The Grand Duke of Frostwolf had just verified this. Soon, she would break through to legendary.
He was satisfied no matter how he looked at it.
Twilight City once had a legend. It meant that they had stepped into a new height.
The Deception God, the Dwarf God, and even Windsor, the Crimson Moon Lord, were all trump cards, although he had a lot of powerful forces in his hands.
However, these were all external forces one could not use at any time.
A transcendent who belonged to Twilight City was equivalent to possessing conventional nuclear weapons and could use them however Richard wanted.
He didn’t need to look at anyone’s face.
He would be even more confident facing a legend like the Grand Duke of Frostwolf in Solan City.
“Fay, how do you feel after seeing the Grand Duke of Frostwolf today?”
A pair of deep eyes revealed a hint of fighting spirit under the golden mask of Twilight City.
“Very strong. So strong that I feel a sharp knife press the danger of my soul.
“I couldn’t defeat him now if he makes a move.
Richard heard Fay say weak words for the first time.
He smiled and comforted her.
“You haven’t reached a glorious-level. It would be strange if you could win against a level 29 ascetic.”
Level 29 was the Grand Duke’s level.
He was only one step away from becoming a level 30 demigod.
That was what he found out when he found time.
The attributes were all question marks.
The other party’s strength had already surpassed him by far too much.
“Level 29?”
Dark Valkyrie muttered a few times. The fighting spirit in her eyes rose again.
