Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1327: The Bootlicker

"Nonsense!"

Nelson hastily stood up, rebuking loudly: "Complete nonsense! How could something as precious as the Divine Dragon Tripod appear in Master’s hands?"

"But..."

Below.

The Azure Mountain disciple was just about to argue when Swollow Nelson went straight over and fiercely slapped her across the face!

Slap!

The crisp sound of the slap echoed continuously in the office.

"Everyone, leave!"

Following that, Nelson’s face turned gloomy, impatiently waving the others away with a hand gesture.

She, however, quickly went over and took the brocade box into her hands.

Extremely cautious.

Though Solaris Grove was reluctant, he had to leave since Nelson had spoken.

But just before he left, his eyes took another look.

The Divine Dragon Tripod!

If it could be obtained, it would certainly capture Baylor Davenport’s heart.

Alas, himself...

Solaris Grove leaned against the wall outside the office, squatting down in agony.

If love wasn’t possible, then let’s be sisters instead.

Inside the office.

Nelson restored her usual demeanor, whispering, "Did you remember what I taught you?"

"I’ve committed it to heart!" The Azure Mountain disciple rubbed her face, somewhat puzzled as she asked, "Saintess, that guy surnamed Grove, can he really fall for this? After what The North Sea did to him, I doubt he’ll be as you said."

Upon receiving instructions from Julius Reed, Nelson immediately started creating a smoke screen.

The North Sea was naturally the first choice to take the fall.

Only by tossing the smokescreen of the Divine Dragon Tripod to The North Sea could they effectively divert the attention of the world.

At the same time, achieving the aim of directing the disaster eastwards.

And to complete this task, Solaris Grove was the most crucial candidate.

"You don’t understand the world of a desperate admirer."

Nelson opened the box, looking at the high-quality replica of the Divine Dragon Tripod inside, and shook her head with a smile: "In the end, such devotion results in nothing."

Before long.

Finally.

That Azure Mountain disciple walked out of the office carrying the box.

Solaris Grove hadn’t even spoken when Nelson followed right after.

"If you spout nonsense again, remember to leave Azure Mountain yourself!"

After the reprimand, the Azure Mountain Disciple nodded unwillingly and turned to leave.

"Saintess." Solaris Grove hurriedly bowed in respect.

Once leaving The North Sea, he was no different from a defeated dog.

Joining Azure Mountain was the only way out.

Actually, he wanted to return.

But leading the troops to siege the palace meant only death awaited him if he went back.

But now, Solaris Grove saw an opportunity.

If he truly could get his hands on the Divine Dragon Tripod, the king of The North Sea would surely forgive him.

Then, he could always see Baylor Davenport.

The farthest distance in the world.

Might it be, though of opposite sexes, to only ever be as sisters?

"If there’s nothing else, get some good rest. Don’t harbor any fantasies about Baylor Davenport, there’s no possibility for you," said Nelson coldly before turning to leave.

After she was gone, Solaris Grove quickly chased in the direction the Azure Mountain disciple had left.

"Hey! Brother."

"Are you calling me?" The Azure Mountain disciple turned around, pointing at himself, somewhat suspiciously: "We don’t know each other, right?"

"Working for the same saintess, we are all one family." Solaris Grove grinned looking at the treasure box in the man’s hand: "What’s inside here?"

"A local specialty of Azure Mountain." The Azure Mountain disciple’s eyes were hazy, clearly trying to hide something.

"Are you free tonight? I’ve been feeling quite bored lately, want to find someone to have a couple of drinks with." Solaris Grove suddenly pointed ahead: "Look, the Saintess!"

After speaking, taking advantage of the Azure Mountain disciple’s moment of distraction, he ’accidentally’ knocked the box out of his hand.

Clatter!

A small medicinal tripod fell out.

"What are you doing!" Just as the Azure Mountain disciple was about to shout, everything went dark.

The person passed out.

"Indeed! The Divine Dragon Tripod!"

Solaris Grove’s heart raced.

He didn’t even have time to think.

Why would this thing appear in Azure Mountain.

I never thought about why I got my hands on it so easily!

Solaris Grove was preoccupied with visions of Baylor Davenport!

With no one around, he quickly tucked the Divine Dragon Tripod into his chest and left the Doyle Building.

Star City!

The imperial court of The North Sea was in Star City.

Solaris Grove found a car and headed straight for the underground palace of The North Sea.

After he left.

Swollow Nelson led his people to the scene of the incident.

Seeing the Azure Mountain Disciple passed out on the ground, and the empty treasure box.

A smile appeared on her face.

"The Holy Maiden anticipates everything; this doglicker really is a doglicker!"

The Azure Mountain Disciple said disdainfully, "I’m afraid Solaris Grove is already dreaming sweet dreams."

"Pull the security footage immediately, use the resources of Azure Mountain, and spread the news," Swollow Nelson ordered coldly.

"Understood!"

The Azure Mountain Disciples quickly dispersed, leaving only Swollow Nelson alone.

"Holy Master, when can you come back?"

After everyone had left, Swollow Nelson’s eyes were somewhat moist.

She stood still, looking lost.

Am I not a doglicker myself...

...

One day and one night!

The North Sea convoy crossed thousands of miles and finally arrived at Ivory Bay.

"Gabriel Abernathy, I entrust the matters of The North Sea to you." Julius Reed had removed the Prince Consort mask of The North Sea and changed into Solaris Grove’s appearance.

This trip, he was destined not to show his true face.

And on the back seat, Gabriel Abernathy transformed into the disguise previously worn by Julius Reed.

"I can hold out for a week at most; if it’s too long, there will surely be trouble. You know, with your triumphant return, The North Sea King is likely to throw a celebration for you," Gabriel Abernathy, tightening the chest binder to appear more masculine.

When it comes to being an assassin, it’s more convenient to be a man.

"Much appreciation! It looks like I made the right decision not killing you back then," Julius Reed held up a thumbs-up, starting to praise her.

"Hmm." Gabriel Abernathy gave a cold laugh, "Who would have thought that the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance would be so slick with words? I always thought that masters were aloof, cherishing every word as if it were gold."

"That was just a façade," Julius Reed shook his finger, "Not a real master. Masters are human too; why can’t they have their own personalities? Who decided that a master has to be cold and detached? Those pretentious ones, they’re just all show."

He opened the car door and reminded again, "Hold on tight, I’ll make a trip to Swimming City and be back soon!"

"Okay."

Gabriel Abernathy nodded.

As the North Sea soldiers boarded the ship amidst chaos, Julius Reed quietly slipped into the forest surrounding Ivory Bay.

There, a small boat waited to pick him up.

By boat, it would take a day to reach Swimming City.

A city...

Quite an interesting place.

There were many weird people, many strange occurrences.

Swimming City had its own rules, and its own secrets.

After Julius Reed left, Gabriel Abernathy straightened her clothes and tried her best to imitate Julius Reed’s demeanor.

She stretched her limbs and walked confidently onto The North Sea flagship.

But just as she boarded and stepped into the cabin,

Gabriel Abernathy stopped in her tracks.

She was surprised, "What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be headed back to The North Sea?"

The person inside the cabin was none other than Baylor Davenport.

Trouble was here!

"What? Do I have to report my actions to you, prince?" said Baylor Davenport with a snort, standing up and walking towards Julius Reed, "Tell me, why did you pretend not to see when I set off the signal flare that day?"

Gabriel Abernathy was at a loss for words.

What would Julius Reed say if he were here?

"Speak!" Baylor Davenport scolded sternly.

The pressure was building!

If she didn’t respond, she would surely give herself away.

So.

Gabriel Abernathy took a step forward.

Sraa!

She tore open Baylor Davenport’s clothes.