Chapter 1764: Chapter 1764: Tasting Tea
“Could it be poisoned?”
After this morning’s incident, Emperor Charlotte Grey beca extrely sensitive.
The teacup he was holding was suspended in mid-air.
His eyes showed surprise.
Could the poisoning incident be related to the West Tower?
And delving deeper, could it be connected to Hayden Caldwell?
Upon further reflection, could Han Caldwell have orchestrated it to destroy the Sword Sect?
“It doesn’t seem like poison.” Han Caldwell savored it carefully, closed his eyes, and pondered. “It’s unlikely to be poison.”
“Then what’s that strange taste?”
Devlin lifted the teacup and sniffed it.
The tea fragrance was actually quite good.
Hayden Caldwell’s tea skills were ranked among the top five in the Caldwell Family.
Tea brewed with care naturally would not taste bad.
“I can’t quite describe it, but it’s very strange. It seems, apart from tea, there’s also a hint of sauce flavor in it.” Han Caldwell slightly frowned, drank up the tea, and poured another cup.
“This is the Caldwell Family tea pavilion; aside from Olindo Caldwell and the West Tower, no one has visited.” Seeing the two hesitating, Han Caldwell spoke: “Relax, there’s no problem with this tea. Moreover, this morning’s poison was colorless and tasteless. Try it, see how the craftsmanship of the Caldwell Family won fares.”
“Anyway, what happened here?” Devlin took a sip from the teacup.
Indeed, apart from the tea fragrance, there was a faint sauce aroma.
Now, being part of the Undead Tribe, he naturally wasn’t as cautious as before.
And this was the Caldwell Family, with countless guards and martial artists outside, giving that group no second chance.
Devlin looked up at the shattered surveillance.
On the monitor, he couldn’t clearly see what had happened.
Before he knew it, the screen went black.
He guessed the cara had been destroyed.
Who did it?
Could it be that the West Tower discovered it?
It shouldn’t be!
If he really discovered it, he shouldn’t have reacted this way.
He didn’t think soone so hot-tempered would have the patience to act.
Estimating, he should’ve brandished a sword by now.
“Mr. Devlin, you’re overthinking it.” Emperor Charlotte Grey also took a sip of tea, saying lightly, “I understand you’ve had a brush with death and are overreacting. However, indeed, you’ve lost your senses a bit. Think about it, if he were truly the False Saint Master, how could he be so ostentatious in the arena?”
“Indeed. We’re all a bit tense, leading us to genuinely suspect he’s the False Saint Master. In my opinion, even if the False Saint Master is lurking in Boulevard Mountain, he must be hidden in the shadows and not be discovered by us.” Han Caldwell seed addicted to drinking tea, pouring himself another cup.
“If I were the False Saint Master, I would definitely head to Demarco Mount, take advantage of the chaos to eliminate Cold Nelson, and restore control.” Han Caldwell pondered briefly, then spoke.
In Boulevard Mountain, there’s no point.
If the real False Saint Master appeared at Demarco Mount, the Boulevard Mountain side would fall without a fight.
The fake False Saint Master would utterly lose his value.
“Let’s hope so.” Devlin lifted his teacup, talking to himself: “Let’s hope it’s just my imagination.”
He admitted to himself that after a life-and-death experience, he had beco more cautious.
After all, that one mishap directly altered the course of Devlin’s entire life.
Making him beco what he least wanted: one of the Undead Tribe.
“What do we do next?” Emperor Charlotte Grey never believed that the False Saint Master would be so idle as to associate with Ocean Academy, spending days in frivolities.
“Later, I’ll invite the West Tower, to see if we can win him over! If we can, we’ll use him. If not, as per our plans, we’ll ruin his reputation in the library!”
Han Caldwell narrowed his eyes, his tone sinister.
Such a person must die.
Keeping him is a disaster.
Stealing books like that is a great taboo in the martial arts world, and if it truly angers the public, Ocean Academy won’t be able to protect him!
“We should seize this opportunity, directly go to war with Demarco Mount, to avoid endless delays and dreams.” finished Devlin, placing his teacup down and getting up to leave.
“Oh, suddenly I rembered sothing.” Just a few steps away, Devlin stopped and turned back to ask: “What was that item the Undead Tribe was always looking for called?”
“The ‘Opening Sky Book,'” Han Caldwell replied. “Why? Are you interested now? I believe with Mr. Devlin here, the ‘Opening Sky Book’ will eventually fall into our hands.”
“Indeed. While I may not have had a good impression of you, Devlin, before, it was because you weren’t one of us. Now, we are all in this together, and I believe Mr. Devlin’s joining can definitely bring a fresh opportunity in finding the ‘Opening Sky Book.'” Emperor Charlotte Grey brought up the book, and his interest was piqued.
Back then in Swimming City, the ‘Opening Sky Book’ was burned.
But everyone in the Undead Tribe knew that book was impossible to destroy by fire.
“I’ve always wondered what the ‘Opening Sky Book’ could change. Is there any basis, or is it just a legend?”
Becoming one of the Undead Tribe, though Devlin had regained his life, he truly experienced the downsides.
The senses of the Undead Tribe were overly sharp, amplifying the perception of pain.
Every month, there were a few days of endless agony.
Even losing certain functions.
Previously in Town, in Swimming City, the Undead Tribe tirelessly sought the ‘Opening Sky Book,’ and he didn’t care.
But now, he must figure it out!
Immortality, in the end, cos at a cost.
“As long as we find that book, we can erase all the adverse effects on us.” Emperor Charlotte Grey said seriously, “It can allow us to regain normal complexion and live like normal people. Perhaps, to beco like the False Saint Master.”
“But I can assure you that once we get it, we can surely be reborn.” He added further.
Regarding the secrets of the Undead Tribe, they knew very little.
After all, Emperor Charlotte Grey, Han Caldwell, and others turned into the undead later on.
They weren’t among the first of the Undead Tribe.
Many things were just hearsay.
But once obtaining the ‘Opening Sky Book,’ Sutton would know what to do.
“Very well, I will go back and search.” Devlin took a deep breath and strode out of the tea pavilion.
In fortune’s misfortune, who knows if it isn’t a blessing?
Originally, his ti was running out, and without the Saint Master’s longevity pills, he could only rely on Lucien Radcliffe’s blood to survive.
Yet, as ti went on, its effect diminished.
In a few years, he would be at the end of his rope.
Now, under Kyler Reed’s assassination attempt, Devlin was forced to join the Undead Tribe.
If soday he found the ‘Opening Sky Book’ and eliminated the current adverse effects, wouldn’t that be the immortality he coveted?
Perhaps it was precisely because of this reason that the False Saint Master beca who he was.
“This guy, still needs so watching.” Emperor Charlotte Grey lifted his teacup, looking at Devlin’s back, and spoke leisurely.
“Do you really need to say that?” Han Caldwell’s mouth slightly curled up.
“Could it be that you…” Emperor Charlotte Grey understood, and the two t eyes, sharing a knowing smile.
“His fate will be in our hands. To try escaping ans nothing but death.” Han Caldwell laughed aloud, gazing at the empty teapot, his desire unquenched.
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