He Became A Monstrous Genius After Obtaining A Time Dilation Artifact Chapter 652. Visit

Legoland turned to the door. Was Kailen starting to treat him like his personal butler or sothing? He sighed and moved towards the door.

Everyone here was not soone he could be discourteous towards. He was not here with the identity of a banished prince; he was here as Thuldor Pri, a close acquaintance of Karag Anvilheart. Well, even as a banished prince, he would not be alive if anyone knew of it. Until the revenge was done, he was Thuldor Pri.

The mont he saw the person, he greeted courteously. "What can I do for you, sir?"

The man simply smiled. He didn’t expect this kind of greeting. He was an imperial faction mber, used to noble greetings. But on second thought, Karag Anvilheart and his acquaintance were not nobles.

As for Legoland, he recognized the man. Naturally, as soone who wanted to have revenge on the imperial faction, he had done his research on every mber of the faction. He had transferred this information about the leaders of the imperial faction to Kailen after Kailen even requested it.

Legoland knew this man was not allied with the first clan at the mont. At least from public information available on the imperial clans. However, he didn’t know what went on behind the scenes. So, he was calm. He didn’t feel any anger or pain or desire for revenge against the man. And even if he were to have felt it, he would not have been stupid enough to let it show. Kailen was the one to weed out those involved, not him.

"Please, can you entertain for a mont?" the man said.

Legoland nodded. "Sure, have a seat."

The man followed Legoland to the living room. After taking a seat, Legoland offered him so tea, which the man politely declined.

"I’m Uzruth, the leader of the fifth imperial clan. I ca here to have a quick word with Mr. Anvilheart. Is he away?"

Legoland simply told him what Kailen told him to tell anyone who visited, regardless of prestige or power.

"I’m very sorry, your Excellency. Mr. Anvilheart is currently in seclusion, quickly after arriving. I don’t know when he will erge. However, he told to pass apologies to any esteed guest who visited—that it’s not intentional to not host them himself."

Uzruth sighed. Since it was a matter of seclusion, the only choice he had was to return back and be on the lookout. He would send so intelligence specialists to spy on the villa. The mont Anvilheart erged from seclusion, he would co here personally to see him. He didn’t want any of the other clans getting to him first.

"Very well, thank you, Mr. Pri. I would visit when Mr. Anvilheart erges from seclusion. All the best to him."

Just when he stood up to leave, another person knocked on the door. Legoland gestured for Uzruth to excuse him for a mont. He opened the door.

It was Vaelith.

He had read about this fellow. He was one of the mbers of the imperial faction, the second son of Malverion RiverBlood, the younger brother of the current emperor. The mont Legoland saw him, rage and pain boiled within him. This was the second son of the man that killed his father, and banished him and his mother from the empire.

But he was calm on the surface. He didn’t dare to act discourteous. "I can’t ruin whatever Kailen is planning by letting my emotions get the better of ," Legoland thought inwardly.

Before he could speak, Uvruth stood, voice laced with slight hostility. "Lord Vaelith. What a surprise to see you here."

It was obvious that Uvruth did not expect Vaelith to be here. "These bastards. They have roped in most of the secondary Carrier professionals; now, they want Karag Anvilheart too?" Uvruth cursed inwardly.

Vaelith had a slight smirk on his face. Fortunately, he had not been too late.

"Lord Uvruth, the weather sure is nice this evening." His voice was laced with mockery and confidence, a clear indication that he was certain he could rope in Anvilheart to the side of the first imperial clan.

Uvruth scoffed. "Mr. Anvilheart is in seclusion, according to Mr. Thuldor Pri. If you would like to stay for a cup of coffee, Mr. Pri is really good at brewing so tea."

Vaelith’s expression shifted inwardly. He was displeased with the outco. Was Anvilheart still playing hard to get? According to his father, this was the most obvious reason. Was he really trying to avoid them?

On second thought, Vaelith didn’t find it plausible. Although Anvilheart had opted to stay in the fifth clan to improve his worth in everyone’s eyes, so they ca to look for him, he wouldn’t be arrogant to turn away two mbers of the imperial faction when they visited. No one in their right mind would do that, even when he was an extrely exceptional runesmith.

"He must be really in seclusion. I suppose I need to let the phantom corps spy the vicinity. If he ever cos out of seclusion, I need to rush here as soon as possible," Vaelith thought.

"Oh, that’s the case? Then, I will pay a visit to Mr. Anvilheart when he erges from seclusion. I wish him the best of luck. Hopefully, he breaks through to the next rank peacefully."

With these words, Vaelith gave Uvruth one last glance, nodded towards Thuldor Pri, and left. Uvruth followed.

Legoland sighed after they left. "This is going to be a very stressful evening."

Each of the remaining three clans sent envoys to him. He gave them the sa response. They left politely after being told Karag Anvilheart was in seclusion.

As for Kailen, he was observing everything happening from his room. He was quite satisfied with how things had played out. This seclusion excuse had saved him from a lot of headaches.

"Everything is going according to plan. Now, I need to figure out which of the clans is allied with the first clan. That way, I can kill two birds with one stone." A ruthless glint flashed through his eyes.