Chapter 847

The Emperor was finally dead.

James chose to simply put an end to things with the Blade of Justice as he wanted to avoid providing
an opportunity for the Emperor to escape.

He knew that had the Emperor been put on trial beforehand, the man would have used one of the tricks
up his sleeve to evade the justice of the law.

Not only was he a powerful man with connections at every level of society, but the Emperor also had
the Johnstons supporting him from behind the scenes.

Every turn of his mission to kill the Emperor was full of obstacles.

He never expected that the Johnstons would have the audacity to bar his path and go so far as to even
attack the Black Dragon Army.

These were serious offenses against the law.

The Emperor’s body was brought back to the military region.

In a military region of the Capital...

The Black Dragon Army returned after carrying out their mission successfully.

James personally saw to their injuries.

Their internal injuries were minor at most and their lives were not at risk After treating their injuries,
James chose to immediately head toward Peace Mansion.



At Peace Mansion...

The night crept by at a slow and agonizing pace for the King.

He had lost sleep and was kept up by the anticipation of receiving good news from James.

Gloom stood by his side stonily.

"I’ve just received word that James had successfully carried out the Emperor’s execution.The Black
Dragon Army has returned with his body."

Upon hearing the fortuitous news, the King’s eyes lit up.

"The Johnstons had taken the Emperor back to their place in an attempt to cover for him.How did
James manage to kill the Emperor who even had the sect elder’s direct protection?"

Gloom shook his head in uncertainty.

"The specifics are still unclear.We'll need to wait for James to arrive and debrief us.He should be here
soon."

"I see.Let us wait then"

Half an hour later, James finally arrived at Peace Mansion.

He simply took a seat in front of the King, opting to put the usual formalities aside.

The King handed him a cigarette.

James nonchalantly picked it up from the King and lit it with his lighter.

Finally, the king asked with great trepidation in his voice, "Did everything go smoothly?"



James replied, "The Emperor was well protected by highly skilled fighters.It was a stroke of good
fortune that you lent me a hand at the right moment.Otherwise, everything would have fallen apart and
the mission would have failed.."

"Huh?"

The King suddenly paused at the unexpected addition to the plan.

James had assistance...

From him? To his best knowledge, he did not offer or send any additional help James’ way.

James was astonished when he saw the expression the King made.

Hesitating for a moment, he then followed up with a question.

"Is the God-King Palace not one of your men?"

The King looked perplexedly at Gloom.

With a frown on his face, Gloom asked, "What do you mean by God -King Palace?"

James gave his account of what happened that night at the Johnstons.

The King and Gloom’s faces both adopted deep, concerning frowns.

The God-King Palace? When did Sol have such a force? On top of that, they were able to brush off the
four sisters without much difficulty.

The sisters by Kennedy’s side were all at the second rank of internal strength.



The ease at which the sisters were dispatched implied that the men’s strength far surpassed those of
the second rank.

To add to the confusion, the elderly man that had appeared at the last moment was also able to easily
repel Kennedy’s attacks.

The King and Gloom's jaws practically hit the floor with shock.

James’ unease grew as the King and Gloom’s stunned silence continued.

"So...you weren’t the ones who sent the God-King Palace to assist with the mission?"


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