Divine Emperor of Death

"Davis?"

Princess Isabella's voice woke Davis out of his reverie. He continued what he was about to say.

"The No Same Sky Martial Platform is a life and death battle arena. It is a place that is seething with conflicting and chaotic emotions. Of course, it's going to be crowded as corrupt people crave to see others become miserable and worthless. There are more than a million people in this city alone, and the No Same Sky Martial Platform is at least bound to be active once in a day."

"Who knows? Alstreim Family's history is huge. Perhaps some people have already learned how to make a profit from people's conflicts."

"Betting houses... and those who try to purposefully incite discord..." Princess Isabella replied before her purple brows scrunched up in distaste.

"Now that you mean it like this, I think I won't go to that place. I am all for witnessing earth-shattering grand and sky-ripping battles, but if it concerns people's life and death most of the time without reason, it will become distasteful, and our emotions towards it would become one of indifference."

"We must never be indifferent to an innocent person's life and death!" Princess Isabella clenched her fists as echoed. It was as if she said these words to herself, almost like she was reminding herself of the values taught to her by someone special to her.

Davis felt that it would be her father who taught her moral values. After all, it is Emperor Mark Ruth, who is her father. He knew that Emperor Mark Ruth's voice cast an overall influence on the person or an audience he was speaking to, and there was immense respect in Princess Isabella's eyes when she talked about her father.

"Then where should we-" Davis suddenly paused and looked towards the right.

They were flying in a straight direction after they left the Purple Guest Palace, so they were heading to the west. From his right, he saw someone familiar approach towards them. He seemed to be wearing a white robe that seemed rather battered with a little bit of dirt, but not torn.

A smile lit up on Davis's face before he muttered in a silent voice that only Princess Isabella could hear, "Took you a long time, I suppose..."

Princess Isabella looked at the approaching figure and became silent. She was confused as to what attitude she should adopt as it was none other than her grandfather-in-law.

Edgar Alstreim rapidly approached them. His face looked exhausted but also possessed a kind of relief on seeing the silhouette of a woman he was searching for. However, his expression quickly became worried as if he realized something else.

Indeed, he was worried if the Conferred Queen's group would even stop to heed his words. Perhaps, they might even kick him down, sending him flying from nearing them as it is said that there is bad luck seeping out from a cripple. However, just when he thought that they would ignore him as the slightly best-case scenario, the Conferred Queen's group actually stopped after noticing him.

He became a bit astonished, but looking at their faces that were shaded by the sunshine, he finally noticed Alchemist Davis and figured that he should be responsible for noticing him and saying a word or two to the Conferred Queen to at least hear him out. After all, they possessed a history in Ethren City.

He soon neared and stood at a respectful distance of ten meters from them in the skies. He clasped his hands and bowed ninety degrees to display deep respect, "It's my honor to meet the Conferred Queen in person."

"To request an audience without even being tidy and clean. Are you disrespecting my Young Mistress's stature, or are you taking advantage of her grand kindness!?" Davis slightly raised his voice as if he was angered.

"Ah, it is not like that..." Edgar Alstreim looked at his clothes before he felt apologetic and embarrassed.

"I shot off right towards your location after I learned that the Conferred Queen had left the Purple Guest Palace. I was training with my father-in-law just a while ago. Hence, my clothes are like this, battered and dirty. I ask the Conferred Queen to ignore my rudeness as I have something important to talk."

Princess Isabella didn't find this strange. Many people were monitoring who goes out and comes into the Purple Guest Palace. Most of them were there, looking after them for the security of their Grand Alstreim City. However, there were also people who were solely there, working for some other people to monitor them.

Especially, there were many men who were intent on following her around from a safe distance whenever she went out. Only a few dared to come close to her in proximity when compared to others, but they were all chased away by Weiss Alstreim, leaving only Weiss Alstreim to be a headache for her.

Fortunately, before Weiss Alstreim or all the other men could catch up, Edgar Alstreim was the first to make contact with her. Moreover, as Davis said to her, looking at no sign of Weiss Alstreim in the skies, she mused that he might've had really lost his backing. Otherwise, she could tell that he would be on her tail right now.

Nevertheless, ever since she made the dragon retreat, people looked at her like they were looking at an immortal fairy from their fantasies. So she believed that it was her current status in the Alstreim Family that made it not easily approachable for delusional men who thought that they could form some kind of relationship with her, whether it be master or servant.

"Important?" Princess Isabella muttered before she acted as if she remembered, "Oh, I remember you... Isn't your father-in-law Havle Alstreim?"

"That's right!" Edgar Alstreim's expression lit up, feeling that his words might be heard out after all.

"I haven't seen the one who invited me to the Alstreim Family for weeks, and I feel that there might be something going on behind. I was just going to tour around the city, but it's perfect. You are living under the same roof as Havle Alstreim, right? Take me to him." Princess Isabella uttered with a smile on her face.

Edgar Alstreim couldn't get anymore ecstatic, but he hid his expression under his normal smile. He was originally here to invite them to his house! But who would've thought that the Conferred Queen would take the initiative and command him to lead the way? Truly, he felt as if he must thank both father-in-law and Alchemist Davis for their help.

In the past, when the Conferred Queen had gone out for the first and the second time, he was unable to make contact with her due to many reasons. There were many other men who surrounded her, and besides, he was reluctant to make a ruckus that might attract attention to himself.

If he, a cripple, had the audacity to linger around an immortal fairy for whatever reason it may be, it was unknown what kind of backlash he would be facing! Perhaps, he might be killed before he knew it as he felt one must not underestimate lunatics who simply kill for satisfaction!

However, he was done waiting patiently!