Salute To The General

What?

The expressions on Lucius', Fermin's, and Lola's faces subtly changed.

They looked at Nathan curiously, wondering how he could be so powerful. How did he manage to numb Mentzer's arm with just a casual move, leaving the latter unable to move?

The three of them were puzzled. All they could do was chuckle awkwardly.

Then, Lucius took the lead by standing up and saying, "This time, we, the Four Emperors, have come to pay tribute to Your Majesty. So, it's not fair to only let Mentzer perform a dance for Your Majesty. The three of us should also join in and make a spectacle of ourselves!" After saying that, he took the lead and stepped forward.

Fermin and Lola also followed suit and walked out.

The trio danced around Mentzer for a while, defusing his awkward situation.

Just as they intended to step back, Nathan had already tilted his head back and finished the drink Mentzer had just offered him.

With a smile, he said, "Mentzer just toasted me with a drink, and now it's only right that I return the favor. Each of you four should have a drink. Bring the wine."

After saying that, he abruptly swept his hand to the side, sending several cups of wine on the table flying all at once.

Each glass of wine was like a cannonball, flying toward Lucius and the others respectively with devastating power.

Taken aback, Lucius and the other three quickly braced themselves before reaching out to catch the wine glasses.

The moment they did, they felt as if they had intercepted a cannonball. The impact sent them sliding back quite a distance before they could regain their footing. Meanwhile, a good amount of wine had spilled from the glass.

The four of them could hardly hide their astonishment, quickly saying, "We thank Your Majesty for graciously bestowing this wine upon us."

After saying that, he hastily raised his glass and downed his drink, then slinked off to take his seat.

By this point, the four of them were utterly intimidated by Nathan. They dared not offend him anymore, nor did they dare to covet the Divine Realm anymore.

When Nathan saw Lucius and his companions return to their seats with dejected expressions, he knew that they were now frightened of him and they wouldn't dare to cause any more trouble.

With that, he instructed for the banquet to proceed.

Everyone continued to eat and drink.

When the banquet was coming to a close, Nathan excused himself early. He stood up and said, "Four Emperors and everyone else, I'm afraid I can't hold my liquor any longer. I'll retire for the evening, but please continue to enjoy yourselves." Everyone hurriedly stood up, each of them saying, "Farewell, Your Majesty."

After Nathan left his seat, Max watched Nathan's retreating figure, deep in thought.

He was somewhat confused.

During a previous conversation with Hepburn, there was a moment when she inadvertently had a slip of the tongue, allowing him to speculate that Nathan's severe injuries had not yet healed.

How could it be that Nathan could so easily show so much power tonight, to the extent it even managed to frighten the Four Emperors?

It was truly beyond Max's comprehension.

He lifted his wine glass, about to drink to his heart's content, when he suddenly noticed that the nearby Hepburn had also excused herself early.

Watching Hepburn hastily leave the

scene, Max felt as if he was struck by an epiphany. Could it be that the vial of Blueblood Hepburn secretly had someone collect today was not for her own use but intended for Nathan?

The more Max thought about it, the more he felt that it was likely.

Nathan was also a vampire, and after the battle with Medille, he fell into a deep slumber for three days before he awoke.

Everyone privately said that Nathan had suffered severe injuries and his combat power was virtually zero.

Therefore, the sudden display of

such formidable combat power was likely due to drinking Blueblood,

which allowed him to forcefully suppress his injuries to intimidate

the Four Emperors, preventing them from acting recklessly.

Max squinted his eyes, waving his hand casually.noveldrama

A trusted subordinate approached him, cautiously inquiring, "Mr. Max, what can I do for you?"

Max whispered a few instructions.

His subordinate widened his eyes, filled with uncertainty and disbelief.

Max said coldly, "Remember, it's a secret investigation. If His Majesty discovers you during the process, you must die instead of revealing my involvement."

The subordinate steeled himself and said, "Understood!"

Max picked up his wine glass and, with an indifferent tone, said, "Go now!"

No sooner had Nathan left the banquet than Hepburn was right on his heels.

With a full-faced grin, she said, "Your Majesty, the display of your skills earlier truly frightened the Four Emperors. Hehe."

The moment she finished speaking, she noticed that Nathan's face had turned pale, indicating that something was wrong.

Just as she was about to show her

concern, Nathan lowered his voice and said, "I pushed myself past my limits to intimidate the Four Emperors, and now, my old injury has flared up. Quick, support me and escort me away from here.

mustn't let anyone notice anything

amiss!"

"Understood!"

With that, Hepburn hurriedly assisted Nathan.