When all the members serving seven deadly sins finally came to terms with their predicament and decided to follow Zeus and his claims for the future, the celebration continued for the whole night.
Not everyone had believed his claims and still had misgivings left in their hearts but no one could do anything as all of them were already marked as slaves after the blood-oath token ritual and they could no longer try to exact any form of revenge.
Even plotting against Zeus & the Sins would mean their inevitable death, so all they could do was nod their heads and pretend that they believed his words.
Even Kahn knew that actions spoke louder than words so he knew that it will take some time until his claims became reality.
Zeus then explained his plans to expand their networks and even get other underworld organizations such as battle arenas where a betting system was allowed and assassins organizations under their control.
The one rule he set up for all the branches of their organization was no one apart from the target was allowed to be killed. Especially not innocent children. This was the only kindness he could offer after assuming the command.
He had come to terms with dirtying his hands after the events that happened 3 months ago. And knowing that anybody with enough strength could kill him with a flick of their finger, he had no choice but to adapt and also discard the moral code that had shackled him from time to time.
Kahn was willing to be the bad guy if it meant his survival, gaining power and authority. Just that he had a bottom line he won’t cross for now. And that way… the old Kahn who came to the world of Vantrea nearly 9 months ago was no more.
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At the time of noon the next day, Kahn traveled using a flying ship to a district named Konoha that was situated 500 kilometers away from his place and was now seated in a five-star hotel which also facilitated the private and secure meetings.
Omega in his human form had escorted him like a bodyguard and in front of them, sat a pair of vampires with long silver hair.
“What is it? You said it was urgent.” asked Kahn to a young vampire on the other side of the table.
Behind this young man, was a female swordswoman standing like a guard.
This was none other than Szayel and Vivian.
This morning, when the bright and sunny day arrived, Kahn suddenly received a message from Szayel via the jade medallion. It had been more than two months since he last spoke with the vampire heir.
But the conversation took a different turn when all Szayel told him was to come for a secret meeting no matter what. And his tone had already worried Kahn because Szayel wasn’t the kind to rush things if they weren’t important.
“Brother Kahn… I have to tell you something important. It’s something that will be announced to the public of the whole empire by next week but I’m giving you a heads up.” replied Szayel.
“What is so important that got you riled up?” asked Kahn curiously as he sipped the fragrant tea in his hands.
“It’s the Emperor’s Chosen tournament.” spoke Szayel with a somber expression as he folded his hands together.
“The what?!” asked Kahn and placed the teacup on the table. His curiosity piqued as soon as he heard the word ‘Emperor’.
“Don’t tell me, you don’t about the Emperor’s Chosen Competition?” asked Szayel.
“Hmph! What could a country bumpkin like him know.” scoffed Vivian in a prideful tone.
Shing!
However, the very next second, a curved blade was placed on her neck and the figure of a man with red eyes and ashen hair who was dressed in a white suit appeared behind her.
BOOM!!
A silver aura filled with bloodlust spread in the room as the man finally spoke in a grim tone.
“Dare to talk about my lord like that again and my blade won’t stop next time.” warned Omega who previously stood behind Kahn.
“Aish… Why do you keep bringing this bitch to our meetings? Even now she hasn’t changed her behavior a bit. And I don’t have too much patience these days.” said Kahn as he gave a deathly glare to Vivian who was already rooted on the spot, unable to move under Omega’s bloodlust skill that could put every enemy in 300 meters radius into a fearful state.
“Ah.. My bad. Don’t mind her. I’ll be careful not to bring her next time.” said Szayel as he gave a helpless expression.
“I guess you don’t know since you’re not that old enough. It’s a competition that’s held once every fifty years in the empire. And the one who started this tradition was the first emperor himself.” explained the vampire heir.
“And what does that have to do with me? I don’t have time to play some children’s games. Besides, isn’t the imperial rule gone a hundred years ago? So why is the tradition created by the first emperor is still allowed to exist?” Kahn spoke with a bored expression, completely unfazed with this sudden explanation.
“Ah.. The ignorance..” said Szayel as he facepalmed himself.
“It’s not a children’s game. But the most prestigious competition in the empire which is used to determine the new generation of leaders who will make a significant impact on the fate of the empire. And the winner gets the biggest reward one could ever ask for.” elaborated the vampire heir with excited eyes.
“Anyone as long as they’re a citizen of this empire can participate in this competition. And if I remember correctly, last time when the tournament was held, over 80 million people took part in it. The only restriction is that the participants must be under the age of 30 regardless of their origin or species.”
“Oh, that big huh.. So what’s the prize?” asked Kahn after hearing the information.
Szayel on the other hand gave him a greedy and smug expression as he spoke in a hushed tone.
As soon as Kahn & Omega heard the reward for the winner.. Both of them were petrified and had their eyes wide open.
Kahn quickly banged his hand on the table and replied excitedly…
“You son of a bitch. I’m in!!”
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