Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1640: Chapter 367: I Haven’t Stirred Things Up in a Long Time!

The gold of the Taurus Palace is Sir Aluba, while the gold of the Scorpio Palace is Sir Romi.

The names of the twelve Gold Saints are renowned across the land, with few being unaware… When the two Gold Saints appeared simultaneously, the many female warriors who failed in challenging the Swan Constellation’s Cloth fell silent.

At this moment, Aluba from the Taurus Palace loudly proclaimed, “Those challengers who have already come out, leave quickly! Now, walk past me, there will be someone outside to meet you!”

As for why they need to walk past Sir Aluba… The challengers, though curious, did not ask further.

With their heads lowered, the female warriors walked one by one past Aluba, then out of the Trial Maze—in no time, most of the female warriors had left.

“Why haven’t you left yet?” Aluba noticed there was still a female warrior who hadn’t moved in the corner, and asked rudely.

This female warrior casually sitting in the corner is Nero… but Nero’s gaze wasn’t directed at Aluba, instead, she continuously evaluated the gold of the Scorpio Palace.

Sir Romi of the Scorpio Palace… Prince Prin naturally noticed the gaze falling on him, but he believed his disguise using a precious treasure from the Underworld, even the gods of Mount Olympus would have difficulty discovering it; hence he felt no fear—the opponent was merely a female warrior eliminated in the challenge.

Yet that gaze vaguely caused him concern… It seemed familiar in some way.

This female warrior was planning something bad.

This was Romi… In an instant, this thought emerged in Prince Prin’s mind, as if instinctual, as if intuitive, suddenly appearing.

“I think I can challenge again.” Transformed into a female warrior, Nero stood up, hands on hips, then twisted her waist, “Isn’t it okay, Sir Gold!”

“What?” Aluba couldn’t help but be stunned, then frowned, “Nonsense! You have failed, were eliminated during the challenge, on what grounds do you want to challenge again?”

“Huh? But the rules didn’t say that failing means you can’t continue challenging?” Nero said with a cheeky smile, “Since there’s no rule, why can’t I continue challenging?”

At this moment, the gold of the Taurus Palace was shocked, then instead of reprimanding her, he walked over to Romi, lowered his voice, and asked, “Is this allowed?”

Romi thought for a moment and said, “Since she wants to challenge again, let her challenge again. The rules indeed don’t say you can’t challenge after failing.”

“That’s unfair to other challengers who have left.” Aluba instantly frowned.

Romi calmly said, “If she can become the ultimate victor, your refusal is essentially giving up the heir to the Swan Constellation. If she fails again, naturally nothing will happen… just let her give up on this idea.”

“Alright then.” Aluba nodded, then looked at Nero, “It’s okay, you can go in… but only this time, if you fail again, leave immediately!”

“Thank you, Sir Aluba.” Nero’s eyes lit up, squinting slightly, “I’ll give you special service later.”

That voice could rot someone to death… Aluba shivered suddenly, then quickly waved his hand to usher people in.

Nero flashed into the First District of the Trial Maze.

Now only Miro and Aluba were left, Aluba thought for a moment and said, “We’ve informed the other Gold Saints about the Underworld Fighters, what are you planning next?”

Romi directly asked, “And you?”

“The matter of the Swan Constellation’s Cloth, Musa’s watching is enough, I’m redundant.” Aluba shook his head, “I’m going back to practice my punches.”

“You should go patrol a bit, maybe there are other Underworld Fighters lurking.” Romi replied.

Aluba indifferently said, “Don’t you know the power of Musa’s seventh sense? He can see through all illusion. If he didn’t know, fine, but since he’s aware of the Underworld Fighters infiltrating, he probably sensed it thoroughly. Even if there are Underworld Fighters lurking, they’ve likely already been secretly subdued by him.”

Romi didn’t respond… Musa in the Virgo Temple, even within the Underworld, has a fearsome reputation, and it’s a personal rating by Hades.

The man closest to the gods.

“Alright then.” Romi finally nodded, “You go back, I’ll stay here, I want to see who the heir to the Swan Constellation is.”

Aluba shrugged and said, “It’s a matter you’ll know sooner or later… I’ll wait for you at the Temple when you return.”

He strode out of the maze, but Romi suddenly called out to him from behind, Aluba instinctively turned around, completely unguarded.

And then, a pitch-black dagger pierced directly into his forehead.

Prince Prin pulled back the dagger, and the gold of the Taurus Palace fell silently, even with an expression of disbelief on his face… The golden clothes of the Taurus Palace suddenly dimmed, as if lamenting.

Prince Prin cut his wrist again, letting blood drip… Then Aluba stood up strangely.

“Go back and practice punches.” Prince Prin said softly, “When the Temple’s bell rings, wait for me at the Temple gate.”

Aluba said nothing, turned to leave, his movements went from rigid to natural, by the time he stepped out of the maze, he was already normal.

“Oh dear, dear, have I discovered something terrible!”

A mischievous laugh came… Prince Prin instantly turned around, gaze focused, the cloak of sanctity still spinning, a figure like a phantom suddenly attacked.

Prince Prin instantly retreated… but the opponent had no intention of advancing further, she just stayed in place, making a dramatic expression, “I saw what happened! The big boss of Scorpio Palace killed the big boss of Taurus Palace, and then came back!”

She nervously bit her finger, her body trembling, like a patient having an attack, “Oh no! I’m going to die! I’ll definitely be silenced! What do I do! What do I do! Help! Help!”

The piercing voice echoed at the entrance, Prince Prin was expressionless, while the black dagger in his hand quickly stabbed forward.

But suddenly stopped.

Because the female warrior… Nero suddenly quieted down, blinking eyes, “I want to join!”

Prince Prin was greatly surprised, even his movements unknowingly stopped… He scrutinized this female warrior in front of him—he could be certain, among those appearing in the Sanctuary this time, besides him and Tianxiong Star who got captured, there were no more.

This female warrior, not from the Sanctuary? The warriors of the goddess wouldn’t be unmoved seeing the gold of Taurus killed… could it be… from Poseidon’s side?

“Join?” Prince Prin withdrew the dagger, shook his head, “You don’t know what I’m going to do.”

The female warrior giggled, “But you know, what concerns me is you not doing something… I’ve been too bored lately, always wanting to find something to do, just happened to bump into you.”

“Even if I’m going to assassinate the one inside the Temple, you’re following?” Prince Prin watched teasingly.

The quiet breath of death began to gather from all directions, about to engulf the opponent… but he needed to resolve this matter as swiftly as possible, the Virgo’s Musa’s seventh sense was indeed fearsome.

Yet in the face of the power of death, the female warrior was not affected at all… that was power capable of withering everything, even stone would be eroded by death and crumble.

His Royal Highness the Prince was stunned, since mastering the power of death, this was his first encounter with such a situation… Even the Divine Race on the Battlefield of the Gods could only use powerful divine power to counteract the erosion of death.

Yet the opponent seemed lifeless… completely lifeless.

Nero looked at the ground, surrounded by shadows with claws bared, and casually said, “You can kill me, but my life is elsewhere, you can’t take it away~neh neh neh!”

Can’t take it away…

If it wasn’t for the unwillingness to expose himself, the Power of Death wouldn’t be just at this level. The Prince of the Underworld felt indifferent, but…

So familiar, yet can’t recall.

Prince Prin remained silent; the Power of Death shouldn’t be released for too long, so he could only wave his hand to dispel it, replacing it with the strong fighting spirit wave from the Scorpio Palace Gold—of course, just the normal level of wave.

“Sir, you seem to have a lot of good stuff on you?” Nero blinked, wondering whether to rob the other party—but she’s more interested in the other’s true identity, especially after the other party ambushed Aluba of Taurus.

This era seems to be getting more interesting.

—— It’s better than going back to do punishment write-up, that’s not something humans should do.

“I’m serious, my target is the goddess descended in the Temple.” Prince Prin said again.

“The goddess…” Nero pondered, then innocently said: “I’ve never killed a goddess before. Sir, take me flying, will you? I haven’t caused a ruckus for a long time! I’ll give you special service later!”

“You can follow.” Prince Prin suddenly said.

Nero was overjoyed; if this were family, she’d probably have pounced by now to take advantage, she often clings to Da Zhe’s leg, tearily claiming to be pitiful.

—— Is she genuinely happy?

Prince Prin was startled, as the other’s eyes shone with the brightness of a child, making him curious, “What’s your name?”

“Yarn.” Nero’s eyes twitched, and she said cheerfully.

Prince Prin nodded, blocking the direct entry into the depths of the maze, “Come with me.”

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Lamias on the Icefield didn’t go far; she just found a place that seemed adequate, dug a hole in the snow, and buried herself to conserve body heat.

The temperature here is terrifyingly low; even with the Awakening of the Power Seed, staying too long would still pose a life threat.

Even though she was inexplicably drawn into the ultimate showdown’s area, Icefield, Lamias still had no intention to vie for the Swan Constellation’s Cloth—might as well hide here, wait for the challenge to end.

She refuses to believe that the Virgo Temple Gold could dig her out in plain view and have other challengers kill her.

“…Hmm, this feeling?” Lamias’ expression changed slightly as she quietly calculated time, “Getting stronger… Could it be that not only has the other not gone far, but is actually approaching?”

The person I seek, could they have entered the Trial Maze?

This discovery both surprised and delighted Lamias… She felt perhaps her streak of bad luck was over, finally gaining the Goddess of Luck’s attention—which meant she couldn’t stay buried in the snow.

As she intended to crawl out, footsteps suddenly resounded above the snow… Since possessing Fighting Spirit, Lamias’ hearing far surpassed that of ordinary people.

She inhaled deeply, then held her breath… The footsteps stopped.

Not just one, probably two… Lamias couldn’t see, could only vaguely hear their conversation—not Suya Sister’s voice.

These two seem to be prospective Silver Saints trained by the Sanctuary itself, prominent candidates within it… They seem to be tracking—Suya Sister?

“That woman is missing,” one female warrior from the Sanctuary said gravely, “clearly fled in this direction… but the wind and snow covered her tracks.”

“She’s injured, can’t have gone far,” the other Sanctuary female warrior quickly replied, “no support or supplies here; her power will dramatically drop after getting hurt, whichever side she encounters won’t hold up against them.”

“But, why does she know the Sanctuary’s secret swordsmanship? And she doesn’t seem to have just learned…”

“Maybe she’s a descendant of those fighters who left the Sanctuary, similar incidents have happened before, nothing unusual… There she is, she’s behind us!”

“What… you?”

A shadow flew backward, trailing a splash of blood, finally collapsing in the snow, seriously injured… Several ribs even broke.

“Sorry, I’m more suited to the Swan Constellation’s Cloth… Even if it’s a fair fight, you wouldn’t beat me, but I need to conserve strength.”

“You… Damn! It’s all for naught!”

The friendship ship capsized directly; the ambushed female warrior was not only angry, but also sad… Who knows what they did on their friendship ship.

“Bless me! Once I inherit the Swan Constellation’s Cloth, I’ll try to find you a bronze cloth… Best not to move, later the Silver Sir guarding here or the Sir Gold might send you out.”

At this point, a shadow slowly emerged from the snowstorm.

Wearing a mask and clad in tight silver battle armor, the powerful fighting spirit made the two female warriors in the snow feel immense pressure.

The attacking female warrior quickly said, “Sir, she’s lost the ability to challenge, I hope she’ll be safely sent out.”

But… looking at this masked Silver, the female warrior felt quite puzzled—the Sanctuary’s female Silver individuals, even all Saint Fighters, were notably few.

This female Silver, why does she seem so unfamiliar?

“Bring her to me,” the female Silver said slowly, voice low, mingling with the sounds of wind and snow, hauntingly eerie.

The female warrior nodded, turned, and walked to her resentful-looking companion, bowed her head, ready to speak… and then, a powerful force slammed her back, knocking her straight to the ground.

“Sir?” The struck female warrior incredulously watched the Silver attack… betraying her, while spitting more blood.

“I never said I was the Sanctuary’s Silver…” She slowly removed her mask, smilingly said: “Yet soon, perhaps I will be.”

Is this… Suya Sister?

Lamias’ heart couldn’t help but leap—it was Suya Sister’s voice!

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PS: Today I’m exhausted… that’s it.

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