Chapter 144: Know One’s Place

Chapter 144: Know One’s Place

Seeing Louis nod slightly at him, Frankischko gave a gentle smile and signaled for Crowley to introduce him to everyone.

Crowley repeated what he had just said publicly. He spoke in a fancy and embellished way, but the summary was this — Louis studied abroad at Holy Oak Academy many years ago, and was now an Archmage (wild exaggeration), a Lunar Court Sanctuary Right Knight. He was also a classmate and good friend from the same period as Her Highness Princess Ocris.

After traveling to the Kingdom of Sorrento, he was entrusted by the Princess and came to the Crowley Family, solving their magical affliction. According to Cloud Kingdom culture, they disliked being too showy, so Crowley hadn’t known his princely status until now.

Yesterday, when Crowley and Louis visited St. Anthony’s Cathedral and discussed theology with Bishop Alwyn, they were shocked to discover that this person was actually a noble Prince of the Cloud Kingdom.

Nine Dragons Sea Quelling King — it sounded like the real deal.

Louis looked at everyone with satisfaction. This backstory was something he and Earl Crowley had agreed upon. Seventy percent true, thirty percent false, and flawless.

He noticed that Ign was looking at him with shock and doubt, but the ministers were all turning that kind of look towards Crowley.

What was going on?

Louis felt something was a bit off.

[Not another one of those Cloud Kingdom royals?]

[Sent by some foolish noble to show off in front of the King again?]

[Crowley, you’re something else. Did staying at home make you stupid? Causing such a big joke at such a major celebration!]

Louis: “???”

Crowley, who hadn’t been out in society for many years, was a bit confused. The Bishop and others coughed awkwardly.

Seeing the awkward expressions on the Bishop and others, Louis’ heart sank. He suddenly had a bad feeling.

The twelve zodiac signs… Cloud Kingdom royal bloodline… It was everywhere, sure enough! I told you, if you trace back far enough, everyone’s a royal descendant, okay!

Also, does the Lunar Court have this little side business? It must be famous across the whole country by now, right?!

Do they just hand out certificates to every Cloud Kingdom person who comes and pays?!

You… you all…

Ocris couldn’t help but look at Louis with a pale face, her eyes full of disbelief — Big brother, this scam group is playing a bit too big!

This lie was about to be exposed right now!

Sure enough, Ocris saw the Court Wizards over there already whispering with the ministers. Their words were full of mockery.

“Is there even a place called Nine Dragons Province?” A Court Wizard wearing silk stockings pretended to ponder for a moment, then knowingly asked with a smile.

“Everyone, I have been to the Cloud Kingdom,” another silk-stockinged Court Wizard said with a laugh to those around him. “There is no such place at all. And there’s no so-called North Sea King. That Louis is the Princess’s student. A freshly graduated acolyte from Holy Oak Academy this year — oh right, he was indeed a foreign exchange student from abroad.”

“Oh. No wonder he looked a bit familiar.” Prince Nephar suddenly laughed meaningfully, looking at Louis. “We met at the foreign affairs office yesterday — probably also there to handle formalities. Bishop John personally went to pick him up and drop him off, in that secretive kind of carriage.”

Everyone murmured in surprise. Many nobles and ministers looked very odd. Prince Nephar was only here for his first day yesterday, so he handled formalities at the Lunar Court. You’ve been in Sorrento for six years. Why did you only just go?

This was clearly another person going to the Lunar Court for a fake certificate, and he got caught by a real prince?

Wasn’t this just too ridiculous?

‘Grand Red-Robed Mage’ Alwyn coughed, saying somewhat awkwardly, “This one is real.”

Many Divine Officials also coughed awkwardly — This time, we really didn’t take any money! We even paid out of our own pocket!

Some noblewomen were already unable to resist covering their mouths with their fans, looking at the grim-faced Crowley, the Princess, and Louis, and laughing out loud.

“Your Highness Ocris,” Delphinia glanced at Louis sideways and suddenly smiled. “Why haven’t you introduced us to such a talented individual before?”

Ocris pressed her lips together, her face a bit pale.

Talented individual — that was clearly a taunt.

Led by the Witch Queen, the ministers, noblewomen, and Court Wizards burst into loud laughter. For a moment, the surroundings were a chaotic mess. Even the nobles behind Crowley looked at him in amazement. Crowley trembled with anger, wanting to say something.

Right at that moment, the many lords and ministers saw the man who called himself the Nine Dragons Sea Quelling King let out a cold laugh. The laughter was so out of place, so grating.

“Truly laughable. The nobles are one thing, they haven’t traveled. But then these ‘learned’ scholars are also so ignorant — and so bold with their boasting.”

Louis suddenly patted his sleeve, smiled, cupped his hands towards the Witch Queen, then looked at the group of Court Wizards. “I’ve long had my fill of so-called ‘scholars’ here in the western continent — even at that Holy Oak Academy, I saw your half-baked, shoddy level. But it’s not really their fault. After all, I hear you people here love burning books. At least those scholars at Holy Oak were rather humble. They knew they weren’t good.”

Louis pointed at the enraged Court Wizards. “But you bunch of ‘Muggles’, not only are you poorly educated and ignorant, but you’re also incredibly arrogant. A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. Truly laughable. I could teach a few disciples, and they’d be good enough to be your teachers!”

After these words were spoken, many Mages raised their heads high.

But that group of elderly Court Wizards was so angry they nearly fainted.

Even Ocris was furious enough to choke — these words were just too infuriating. Did you have to fire off a sweeping attack and drag everyone into it?

The Witch Queen was already trembling all over, her chest heaving. She nearly lost her composure right then, with her Mana going haywire. She reached out a trembling hand, pointing at the Dragonborn guards meant to deal with Wizards, wanting to say, “D-drag that boy away…”

Before she could finish, she was interrupted.

“Oh, right, and this what’s-its-name Green, White, Blue… oh yeah, Grey, the Greyflight clan,” Louis suddenly patted his forehead as if remembering, looking at that Prince Nephar and sneered. “A few little lizards thirty or fifty meters long dare to call themselves dragons in front of me?”

“Take him away! Drag him away now!” The Witch Queen couldn’t help but stand up and roar.

But at that moment, the King, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

“None shall be rude.” Ign suddenly raised a hand, cutting off the Witch Queen’s words. He looked at Louis with a serious expression.

Others might not know about the North Sea King, but how could she not know? That was a god-level big shot on par with the Moon Goddess!

The King’s attitude left the many ministers and nobles who had been watching the spectacle a bit bewildered, while the Witch Queen and the Court Wizards’ expressions turned even uglier.

They were all from the Wizard circle. Who didn’t know this was Ocris’s student?

There were rumors from Sacred Oak that he was a foreign princelet. But for these past six-plus years, he’d been quiet and unremarkable. And he didn’t even have a single attendant — even if he did have royal blood, it was the kind of Cloud Kingdom royal descendant that was everywhere.

And he wants to teach us magic!

He really doesn’t know his place!

Seeing His Majesty quietly observing Louis, everyone held back their anger and said nothing. Just then, both the King and Louis’ eyes moved slightly. They looked across the distance towards the arena.

At the same time, sudden exclamations and commotion arose from the various stands around the venue.

Frankischko suddenly stood up and walked towards the stands.

Only then did the many nobles and Wizards realize something was happening. They followed the King’s gaze towards the stands.

Everyone saw that in the arena now, a person wearing a long coat, holding a parasol, and sporting a felt hat had somehow appeared. He was swaggering, standing right in the center of the arena. At his feet lay a small suitcase.

From inside that suitcase, a huge creature was slowly crawling out.

Frankischko’s face looked unpleasant. The scheduled time wasn’t like this. It was supposed to be during the performance of the Son of Lant when the monster would come out. That way, there would be no ordinary people in the arena, and no innocents would be hurt.

But the Noble Wizards didn’t take Sorrento seriously at all — because they were bored, they just released the thing early.

As for the lives of the hundreds of Muggles below the arena — they were just a bunch of ants.