Dragon King's Harem Chapter 332. Fake Palace
The smoke began to dissipate, revealing the scene beyond.
Viperax's figure erged from the haze. His narrowed eyes bore into mine, filled with clear anger. Gritting his teeth in frustration, he squared his shoulders and prepared to defend himself.
"No!" he retorted sharply, his voice laced with indignation. His finger jabbed accusingly in my direction. "You! How dare you ordered your subordinate in front of to ss up my territory! Without my permission! We haven't even looked into this yet!" he exclaid.
Despite his heated protestations, I remained composed, refusing to be swayed by his outburst.
eting his gaze with steely determination, I held my ground. "Al can bring the evidence to us," I countered firmly, my tone unwavering. "Coupled with the prisoner's testimony, I'm sure that's enough," I asserted, my voice steady and resolute.
I could sense his composure slipping, his facade of calm cracking. Despite his attempts to maintain a facade of control, his irritation simred, threatening to boil over at any mont.
"Then I have to see for myself!" he declared abruptly, his tone sharp and commanding as he gestured for to step aside.
Refusing to yield to his demands, I held my ground. "You're seeing it now. Is that unclear?" I shot back. I t his gaze head-on, my eyes narrowing in determination.
My refusal to budge seed to only fuel his frustration.
"I need to see whether inside is my people or yours!" he insisted, his words dripping with indignation.
I scoffed. "So, you want to say that I built a factory to make chanical dragon wings while my people have had wings since birth?" I retorted. The absurdity of his accusation was almost laughable.
Viperax's anger flared in response to my mockery. "I don't know. Maybe you want to slander ?!" he shot back.
Raising an eyebrow in disbelief, I pointed a finger towards the distant silhouette of the lizard tribe capital. "What about that palace?" I demanded. "That is your palace, right? This place is right under your nose, yet you said that you didn't know. You need to make a better lie," I stated bluntly, refusing to entertain his flimsy excuses.
A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a low, challenging tone. "Or maybe… Maybe you think it's a fake," I suggested.
Due to my last statent, he imdiately welcod . “Yes! It could happen!” he said clearly.
It was as if I had helped him find his own faults.
Viperax's admission caught off guard for a mont, his sudden agreent taking by surprise. It was almost as if he had unwittingly revealed his own incompetence.
With a sinister smirk, I seized the opportunity to press further. I proposed a bold plan. "Then… I will prove it by summoning my legendary beast and ordering it to destroy that fake palace," I suggested, my eyes boring into his with a challenging glint.
His reaction was imdiate, a gasp escaping his lips. "That's too far!" he protested. He raised a hand in readiness, prepared to defend himself.
But I remained undeterred, my smirk widening. I relished the discomfort I had caused him. "Is it?" I countered, my voice dripping with skepticism. "After all, if you truly believe the palace is a fake, then surely you have nothing to fear," I goaded.
Viperax's expression tightened with frustration, his eyes narrowing.
Just as Viperax and I were locked in our tense standoff, a sudden gust of cold air and shadow swept past , signaling Al's arrival.
I turned to find Al standing beside , his figure casting a nacing shadow.
"It's done, Your Majesty," he rasped, his voice carrying an eerie quality. "All of them are already in my sleeve," he added, his words punctuated by a sense of finality. I knew he referred to the magical pouch hidden within his sleeve. It was his own invention that allowed him to temporarily store objects or creatures.
Before Viperax could interject, Al continued, his tone resolute. "I have also secured several important pieces of evidence and sealed all the doors. No one can get out of there," he declared.
Viperax's expression flickered with a mix of surprise and frustration.
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