Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

This is an extremely extravagantly decorated grand hall, filled with luxurious gold tones and elegant white tones everywhere.

Under the dazzling brilliance of the Crystal Tassel Chandelier.

Almost every clean white wall is adorned with a substantial amount of gorgeous patterns, such as gilded openwork scrolls, belladonna leaves, and scallop flower decorations.

On the left and right-hand sides of the hall, there are two rows of towering massive stone pillars.

The surface of these stone pillars is carved with exquisite stone sculptures.

Among them, there are bloody battlefields of slaughter, precipitous mountain castles, and many scenes of debauchery, like meat and wine pools.

Upon closer inspection, the figures and objects on the pillars seem so lifelike, as if they would leap out of the frame at any moment.

Undoubtedly, only the most top-notch sculptors could depict such vivid scenes.

In the middle of the hall, a red luxurious carpet emitting a faint fluorescent glow runs from the entrance all the way to the golden throne on the other side’s high platform.

On either side of the golden throne, there stand two metal lions representing the majesty of the Coldflame Royal Family, overlooking everything in the hall without moving.

Sitting on the throne, a long-haired man dressed in red noble attire leaned lazily on one side of the armrest, playing with an exquisite gemstone short sword.

Due to his constant bowing of his head, one couldn’t see his face clearly for the moment.

Standing at the lower end of the throne, there are two rows of middle-aged and older figures dressed in noble clothing, who stand with reverence.

Every one of these people exudes a powerful aura, almost all of them having reached the elusive Tier 4 Level.

In the front row of the two teams, there’s a knight with full-body white armor, a closed white helmet, and a mysterious person completely covered in a black robe, whose face is also hidden.

Although no energy fluctuations emanate from these two, they give off an extremely dangerous feeling.

“Crown Prince, we just received the latest news from our secret magic relay stations set up everywhere. Marquis Rocky, the City Lord of Pinehaven City, and his two subordinates have been missing since noon yesterday,” said a respectful voice, as a corpulent middle-aged nobleman stepped forward, bowed, and said to the man on the throne. “Through the detection scroll, we found subtle burn marks on the carpet in his room, which seems to be left by fire magic.”

“Oh?”

Hearing this, the Great Prince on the throne paused his short sword play for a moment, then continued playing with it.

He then said nonchalantly, “This prince just instructed Rocky to secretly investigate the new Lord of Cyan City and the situation with my damned lovely sister. Now he has disappeared. Could it be that the matter has leaked and he was silenced by the other party?”

At the end of his words, a surge of violent energy suddenly erupted from the Great Prince’s body, echoing back and forth in the luxurious hall.

“Please calm down, Your Highness. The old minister also received news that Redarrow City, under the jurisdiction of Marquis Rocky, was attacked by an unknown powerhouse yesterday morning, leading to the annihilation of the defense army,” said the corpulent nobleman at the lower end of the throne, maintaining his bowed posture and continuing to report. “According to the businessmen and mercenaries, the strength of these unknown powerhouses is amazing and seems to be affiliated with either the Second Prince or the Fourth Prince.”

“Is it one of those two damned people?”

Hearing these words, the Great Prince holding the dagger paused for a moment and muttered to himself, “The attack on Redarrow City happened in the morning, while Rocky disappeared in the afternoon. These two events can’t be a coincidence. Who is the mastermind behind it all?”

Realizing this, the Great Prince kept his head down and gently stroked the gemstone dagger while pondering, “First of all, my weak sister certainly does not have the guts to do so, but if it was the new Lord of Cyan City, why would he attack the insignificant town of Redarrow City first?”

As the words left his mouth, the Great Prince slightly unsheathed the gemstone dagger in his hand, and while the cold light flashed.

He pondered, “Or, is it possible that one of those two damned people in the royal city noticed that this prince was secretly investigating Cyan Town? Is it their attempt to shift this prince’s attention from the Royal Capital to Cyan Town and then seize the opportunity to catch a breath?”

“Your Highness’s analysis is reasonable.”

A hoarse, neutral voice resounded, and the black-robed person at the bottom bowed slightly, cupping his fist, “Marquis Rocky is, after all, a remarkable Tier 4 Senior Powerhouse, so it’s not easy to subdue him. Thus, it would be more likely for him to be affiliated with the Second or Fourth Prince.”

Pausing for a moment, the black-robed man added: “However, although its credibility is in doubt, there are rumors that a Tier 5 Powerhouse is stationed in Cyan Town. So, theoretically, they also have the strength to do so, and we must guard against this.”

“Hmph, Cyan Town? A Tier 5 Powerhouse?”

The Great Prince snorted coldly and refocused on the gemstone dagger in his hand before saying indifferently, “Sir, you certainly haven’t forgotten, have you? The information about a Tier 5 Powerhouse in Cyan Town is accompanied by another piece of information – that the new Lord of Cyan City is a lowly Otherworldly Lord.”