Chapter 544: Chapter 439, He Calls You a Pretty Boy _1
Inside the City Lord’s Residence.
The banquet continued unabated.
All the nobles of the city gathered here, indulging in a feast of delectable food and sweet wine.
Fang Hao, just as he was about to raise his wine glass for a sip, suddenly froze in place.
His complexion turned a shade, placing his wine glass back on the table.
Opening the storage space of the Book of Lords beneath the table, he pulled out three bottles of Advanced Antidote Potion and handed them to Anjia and Aseti.
Both of them were seated next to Fang Hao and were somewhat confused when they saw the antidote handed to them.
However, upon noticing Fang Hao’s stern expression, they immediately understood that something was amiss at this banquet.
Someone had poisoned the drinks!
Moreover, this poison required the use of the Advanced Antidote Potion to neutralize it.
It seemed a major event would be unfolding tonight.
The trio kept their expressions unchanged. After quietly consuming the antidote, they remained seated without any sign of disturbance.
Fang Hao looked towards the second floor.
Aubrey and Rebecca were also eating.
By Aubrey’s side, a blonde maid poured wine for the two.
And by Rebecca’s side stood an armored guard.
The guard wore standard armor used by the City Lord’s Residence guards, nothing unusual about it.
However, the maid, despite her beauty, gave Fang Hao a sensation of familiarity as if he had seen her somewhere before.
Nevertheless, Fang Hao’s attention was swiftly captured by Aubrey, who seemed particularly excited today.
Sitting back in his chair, Aubrey spoke animatedly with a smile stretched across his face.
However, on the other hand, Rebecca’s countenance became more and more gloomy, as if she were holding onto the edge of a precipice of fury.
Simultaneously, Fang Hao noticed that the entrance to the hall was blocked by the guards and anyone attempting to leave was stopped.
Though there was no overt conflict, the space had become a lockdown from which no one could escape.
It seemed that the intel from the Cranial Rat had been accurate.
Aubrey really had set up a feast akin to a trap, gathering all the nobles of the city.
He planned to eliminate all those supporting Rebecca in one fell swoop.
Afterward, he intended to seize the position of the ruler of Lyss City.
At this moment, the Deomn Doll was leading people back in a hurry. What he needed to do was to ensure the safety of his people.
His gaze swept over the hall, but he did not see Rolana anywhere.
She must have gone to find Rebecca.
Afterward, Fang Hao scrutinized the guard beside Rebecca more closely. The guard’s height did seem similar.
As Fang Hao looked around for an escape route…
Bang!
The wine glass in Aubrey’s hand lightly fell to the ground.
As though a signal had been given, the corridors on either side of the party hall suddenly filled with a peculiar smell, quickly pervading the entire hall.
All the dining guests in the hall fell unconscious one by one, slumping on the table.
Fang Hao, Anjia, and Aseti looked at each other and feigned unconsciousness by slumping onto the table.
The aim was to see what these people were up to next.
The erstwhile bustling banquet immediately plunged into silence.
On the second floor, the voices of Aubrey and Rebecca transmitted clearly into Fang Hao’s ears.
Rebecca stood up in anger and roared, “Aubrey, you dare collude with the Faceless…”
Having reached this point, Rebecca’s astute mind led her to guess that Aubrey had colluded with the Faceless.
She had given Aubrey everything the man possessed.
Never did she expect that Aubrey would involve himself with the Faceless.
Toppling her seemed to hold no benefit for him.
Neither had Rebecca nor the Faceless, prior to uncovering Aubrey’s true identity, ever thought that this effeminate man would be a member of the Faceless.
“Hehe, why so agitated, Rebecca? It’s not like you,” said Aubrey, a smile on his face.
“Why did you do this?” Rebecca roared in anger.
“No particular reason. I felt stifled under your command. I just wanted to live like a man,” Aubrey replied indifferently.
Huh!
But Rebecca sneered, “Aubrey, you are as hypocritical as ever. If your pride mattered to you, you wouldn’t have been my fake husband, enjoying the wealth that I bestowed upon you and claiming to want to live like a man. Even you don’t believe those words.”
Born into a destitute minor noble family, Aubrey was also burdened with massive gambling debts.
At the same time, Rebecca was facing difficulties in her legitimate succession of Lyss City.
Their marriage was one of mutual usage.
Rebecca needed a male counterpart to legitimately control Lyss City.
Meanwhile, Aubrey needed someone to help repay his gambling debts and even escape his poor lifestyle.
Even though their marriage was a sham, Rebecca still provided Aubrey with a lifestyle akin to that of a city lord.
Aubrey could even manage some of the affairs within the city.
But he was not content with this arrangement. He believed he could have more.
…
Listening to Rebecca’s mockery, Aubrey remained undeterred. Over the years, the comments he had endured from outsiders were a hundred times more vicious than Rebecca’s words.
He shrugged and said, “It doesn’t matter anymore. Look around, who else is listening to your words? Your supporters are going to be buried along with you.”
All the nobles of the city were passed out downstairs, and no one would hear the conversation between them or let it leak.
Rebecca was going to die during this banquet.
And he had already chosen the murderer, a certain transmigrator named Fang Hao.
Then, using this event as an excuse, Lyss City would formally send troops to attack the nearby cities held by transmigrators.