Chapter 354 Assassination
Inside the huge banquet hall, several exquisite chandeliers were decorated with burning candles, which gave off a soothing aroma and emitted a light that was no less brilliant than that of gas lamps.

Long tables were filled with delicious foods such as pan-fried foie gras, grilled steak, roasted chicken, fried sole, Deasy oysters, stewed lamb, cream soup, etc. In addition, there were bottles of Misty Champagne, Olmere Wine and Southville Red Wine, which exuded attractive colors under the light.

Servants in red vests carried plates with crystal glasses and shuttled between gentlemen and ladies who were dressed either elegantly or gorgeously.

Nobles would hold banquets regularly to deepen social interactions, but also as a face-saving project to demonstrate financial resources, reflect status, and satisfy the vanity of the host of the banquet.

The organizer of this banquet was Count Wolfe.

As a count with strong financial resources, noble status, and control of a large territory, many heavyweight characters appeared at the banquet, from the noble class from barons to dukes, the powerful people of major companies that controlled most of Backlund’s wealth, and even the military high-ranking officials and ambassadors of various countries to Loen…

What was presented here and now was a feast of sociological monsters, many of whom were big figures in the outside world who could influence the situation in the entire Loen Kingdom.

Luke was wearing a dark black embroidered dress, accessorized with a bow tie, brooch, pocket watch and other accessories. He had a tall and slender figure, and exuded a surging vitality.

He held a glass of crystal clear champagne in his hand, avoiding the crowd and standing quietly in the corner. He wore a ring carved from a deep black gemstone on his hand. His figure, which should have been conspicuous, blended perfectly into the shadows and became inconspicuous.

In front of him was a group of barons and several viscounts who were not particularly prominent in banquets of this level and who usually kept a low profile. They were talking enthusiastically about everyday topics and the atmosphere was harmonious.

“One demigod of Sequence 5 of the Arbiter Path, the ‘Law Master’, three Sequence s, the ‘Spirit Wizard’ of the Sleepless Path, the ‘Ocean Singer’ of the Sailor Path, the ‘Astrologer’ of the Universal Path, and one ‘Hypnotist’ of the Audience Path. There is no need to count the others.”

Apart from the arbitrators controlled by the royal family, the members of the Psychological Alchemy Society who were hiding and would not be exposed, the Goddess of Night, the Lord of Storms, and the God of Steam and Machinery also happened to have deacons participating in the banquet… It was probably because of the changes brought about by my awakening that Backlund was under martial law.

Luke thought silently, taking in the entire banquet arrangement, and nodded slightly.

“The quality is very high, worthy of being a banquet hosted by a powerful earl of the Kingdom of Loen.”

Whether in terms of mysticism or social significance, the quality of this group of audiences is high enough. Performing magic in front of them, even if the performance is not accurate enough, can at least help them digest some of the “Magician” extraordinary characteristics that are already few in number.

The only problem is that there is a demigod… He frowned slightly as he looked at Amyrius Levitt, who still looked cold and majestic at the banquet.

This admiral was supposed to be the supreme commander in the Central Sonia Sea, but he seemed to have some friendship with Count Wolfe, so he came back specially.

For a demigod, the round trip is not far, and the other party may have brought a “traveler” with him…

However, most of the prohibitions in the “Laws” of the Arbiter Path are abilities that work according to status, and they have great compatibility as enemies.

Lu Ke made up his mind, drank the champagne in his hand, and walked out of the shadows.

His facial features, body shape and even the clothes he was wearing were changing. When the candlelight from outside shone on his body, his outstanding appearance had turned into an ordinary look and dress without any obvious features.

Then, he was like an ordinary guest, with a neutral smile on his face, wandering among the luxurious banquet.

He quickly locked onto his target.

He was a man with a thin face and tough looks. He had a frivolous smile and his eyes kept following the young and beautiful noble ladies and the elegant ladies at the banquet. His eyes were extremely lustful, as if he could see the flesh underneath through those silk clothes.

Intis’s ambassador to the Kingdom of Loen – Beckran Jean Martin.

He plays an important role in the intelligence work of the Kingdom of Loen. All Intis intelligence personnel in the Kingdom of Loen are under his management. He is also a “conspirator” of Sequence 6 of the “Hunter” Path.

Luke raised his finger and was about to take action when there was a slight noise at the door.

He noticed that the target, Ambassador Baker, had a gleam in his eyes and his sight seemed to be anchored. He raised his eyebrows and took a look. He instantly understood why this experienced ambassador behaved in this way.

In front of the door, a girl who was brighter than the spring sunshine, with delicate features that were admirable and beautiful enough to make people remember, stood tall and graceful, with a noble and elegant temperament.

She was wearing a light white long dress with a stand-up collar, high waist and leg-of-mutton sleeves. Her upper body was tightly bound, her waist was extremely thin, and the multi-layered cake-cut was perfectly supported by the whale hoop.

Her dazzling golden hair was elegantly tied up, her earrings, necklace and ring all sparkled brightly, and on her feet were a pair of white dancing shoes inlaid with roses and diamonds.

Luke guessed the identity of this girl without any introduction. She was Backlund’s most dazzling gem, Audrey Hall, the “Justice” lady of the Tarot Club.

Lu Ke wondered with great interest whether this could be considered a meeting between netizens, and at the same time he couldn’t help but sigh.

So beautiful…

Even among Lu Ke’s many wives, this one can be ranked in the top five in terms of appearance. Those who can surpass her are basically not normal human beings.

We can communicate with each other when we have the chance in the future, but business is still the most important thing.

Luke admired it for a few seconds, then looked away and returned his gaze to Ambassador Baker.

The ambassador was still staring at Audrey, and his gaze became fiery and uncomfortable.

The “Witch” path represents the feminine power of the Prime Creator, and the “Hunter” path represents the masculine power of the Prime Creator. The Beyonders of both paths have outstanding abilities and strong desires in that aspect. Coupled with the open atmosphere of Intis and his high position, the ambassador does not conceal or control his desires.

“Tsk, you old pervert, even killing him is too dirty to even think about.”

There was a hint of disdain in Lu Ke’s eyes. What he, Lu, hated most was this kind of old pervert who wanted to have sex all day and always coveted beautiful ladies!

What? He himself is also a pervert?
He must clarify this here.

He is not old!
……

In the passionate dance music, Baker looked at Audrey’s graceful figure greedily, and began to imagine what a beautiful scene it would be if he could put this treasure on the bed.

At that time, he would definitely lift up the hem of her skirt, stroke her jade-white legs, and then kiss her upwards little by little, letting her be scented with his scent and become his own plaything.

Such a delicate noble lady must be virgin. I wonder if she can withstand the bravery of the “hunter”. After all, the men in Loen must not perform well in bed.

Just as he was thinking about whether to go over and talk, an ordinary-looking young man walked towards him with a friendly smile on his face and extended his right hand to him.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Baker.”

What a boring formality, Baker thought in annoyance.

The nobles of Loen always liked to disguise themselves as elegant gentlemen, wrapping themselves in complicated etiquette to show that they were different from others, and secretly despised Intis’s lifestyle.

In fact, gentlemen in Loen will still find mistresses and high-class call girls to vent their desires. They are all birds of a feather. What the people of Loen do is just the pot calling the kettle black. No matter how elegantly they dress, it cannot change the fact that they are all beasts when they take off their pants.

However, on the surface, certain rules still need to be followed. Baker concealed his disdain for etiquette, smiled and shook the young man’s hand. Before he could say hello in return, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness spread rapidly along the young man’s hand.

How is this going……

With boundless horror flashing across his eyes, Bakerran tried to mobilize the power in his body without hesitation, but the time in this moment seemed to become extremely slow, and even the time it took for him to activate his ability was prolonged.

Is it…the Secret Puppet Master…of the Fortune Teller’s Path?
Baker’s eyes revealed pain and struggle, but his body remained motionless. The figure of the ordinary-looking young man in his pupils became blurred, his thoughts began to stagnate, and his consciousness gradually became chaotic.

But… it feels… wrong… the spirit line…

“It’s not that your spiritual body’s thread was moved. It’s just that your physical and spiritual bodies were transformed. The sluggishness is because the time around you has been slowed down a hundred times.”

The young man’s deep voice seemed to come from outer space, majestic and layered.

“Hunters who don’t carry a Sealed Artifact and are not in their own territory are really weak. You are the easiest Mid-Sequence Beyonder I have killed since I came here.”

Whether it is a magician or a witch of joy, they all have substitutes and means of life-saving. In addition to strong attack power, hunters need to use their brains and operate more.

Baker’s eyes moved very slowly.

Why… no spiritual premonition…

The power coming from the palm seemed to invade his body and soul at the same time. The young man easily read his question.

“Many Beyonders rely too much on spiritual premonitions. Although the information obtained from connecting with the spirit world is very useful in both combat and life, even fortune tellers cannot be completely superstitious about divination.”

This sentence became the last voice Baker heard before he fell into darkness.

With doubt and reluctance, he closed his eyes forever.

……

Luke let go of Baker’s right hand, smiled easily, turned around and walked back.

The ambassador behind him still had a hypocritical smile on his face and stood straight, looking like he had no problems at all, but his soul had been annihilated and his body was under control.

The All-rounder Hand, which can modify both the body and the soul, is particularly useful, but the effect becomes worse when used on a stronger Beyonder. An ordinary person can tamper with it with just a glance, but a Sequence 6 like Baker, whose spiritual body is not particularly strong, needs close contact.

As for the stronger Beyonders, they might need to weaken their spirits and break down their resistance before they can tamper with the system…

As Luke pondered, he kept a gentle smile on his face and walked towards the banquet hall door in unison and at a leisurely pace.

“stop.”

A cold and majestic voice sounded out of nowhere, causing a ripple in the lively banquet. With a heavy sense of power, the entire banquet fell silent.

At the banquet, everyone looked at the person who spoke, and at the same time, they looked at the young man who was walking towards the exit in surprise.
Lu Ke felt his body being affected by an invisible force and he stopped naturally. He sighed for the upcoming trouble, smiled and turned around.

The powerful demigod Amyrius appeared in front of him, staring at Luke with eyes like a hawk.

“Hello, what can I do?”

“You have committed a felony.”

Amyrius’s face was cold, and his tone was firm and unquestionable.

As soon as he finished speaking, the situation at the banquet suddenly became tense. Several exclamations were heard from the crowd of gentlemen and ladies, and panic began to spread.

Lu Ke looked innocent, showing anger and grievance of being wrongly accused. “You should use evidence when speaking. You can’t accuse a kind, honest, and virtuous gentleman without any reason!”

His performance caused a certain degree of confusion, but the deacons from the major churches had already come over. Amyrius did not waste any more words. He pointed his palm at Luke with a cold tone.

“captivity!”

In silence, Lu Ke felt as if he was surrounded by transparent walls or extremely viscous liquid, which imprisoned him like a bug in amber.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He put his thumb and middle finger together and snapped his fingers. The curtains, carpets, tablecloths and even some men’s clothes in the banquet hall began to burn.

The flames flickered, and Luke’s figure appeared outside the confinement. He straightened his sleeves, raised his eyes slightly, and behaved calmly.

“I see. You can sense crimes that happen in the territory governed by the Arbitrator. You can’t sense me, but you can find problems with Baker. Then you locked onto me because I had contact with him and was about to leave.”

“die!”

Amyrius continued to issue orders, his cold voice carrying the power to freeze blood and life.

Swah——

A substitute paper figure appeared in the same place, stained pale, and Luke’s own figure was outlined a few meters away, continuing to walk out calmly.

As he walked, he snapped his fingers several times in succession, and the fire immediately grew larger, bringing with it billowing smoke and scorching heat, bringing about disorderly chaos.

Most of the gentlemen and ladies in exquisite dresses fled in panic. At this moment, the contradictions between the classes seemed to have disappeared.

The deacon of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery took out a magical item and comforted and evacuated the frightened crowd.

Ambassador Baker, who had been keeping quiet, suddenly had a look in his eyes. He condensed a flaming spear in his hand and threw it at the other two deacons who were about to take action.

The Ocean Singer of the Storm Church frowned, and slashed at the flaming spear with several sharp blades. Due to Beckram’s sensitive identity, he could only fight and retreat.

Amyrius frowned. The power of the “Law” on the person in front of him seemed to be greatly weakened. Otherwise, a demigod could never escape from “imprisonment” by using “fire jump”, and “death” could never be easily replaced by a “paper substitute”.

“No open flames allowed here!”

He spoke loudly, and the fire was immediately brought under control and extinguished in a few breaths, but the chaos caused by the fire was only slightly alleviated.

Amyrius then activated the second decree:
“Mystery is increasing here, and reality is weakening!”

(End of this chapter)