Chapter 134 - Bad News

Chapter 134: Chapter 130 Bad News"Hey, hey, are you sure it’s alright? I’m afraid once we go in, we won’t be able to come out," Qi Rong said with some worry, speaking softly next to Luo Yisi’s ear.

"You don’t need to worry about that," Lu Hong laughed and said, "In the Sacred Empire, I believe there are still very few who dare to move against me."

Speaking of which, Lu Hong said to a nearby Black Guard, "If you have time, please go notify Prometheus and tell him that Tukuru is back."

Of course, Lu Hong didn’t really expect the Black Guard to pass on his message; if it really came down to it, wasn’t there still a mark from Caesar hidden in his mind?

"Hey, Brother Tukuru, who is this Prometheus?" Qi Rong asked curiously.

"The Emperor’s relative," answered Lu Hong, stepping into the teleportation gate first with Luo Yisi following closely behind.

The Black Guard shoved the still intoxicated Luo Bolun and barked, "Move it!"

"You looking for death?!" Luo Bolun became instantly furious and was about to make a move, but the aura emanating from the Black Guard made him retreat sheepishly. Damn! Second-Transformation Peak? Can’t compete, can’t compete. A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him, better to be amicable and make money, amicable and make money.

Through the teleportation gate, Lu Hong and his three companions arrived in an interrogation room. The Black Guards there had already prepared four chairs and gestured for them to sit.

Moments later, a high-ranking Black Guard hurried in, opened a file and said, "Luo Yisi, originally the legitimate daughter of the Luo family from the wilderness Red Nation, came to the Sacred Empire three years ago and joined the War Scar mercenary group. Currently, you are the vice captain, correct?"

Seeing that Luo Yisi didn’t retort, the high-level official then looked at Luo Bolun, "You are Luo Bolun, the legitimate son of the wilderness Red Nation’s Luo family, and in a power struggle with Luo Yisi, you have been hiding in the Luo family, seldom venturing out."

"You say hiding? How can you call it hiding when I am in the Luo family?!" Luo Bolun was very dissatisfied with the information in the Black Guard’s hand; it should be said he secretly controlled the situation.

Of course, the high-ranking Black Guard did not pay attention to Luo Bolun’s objection and continued to ask Qi Rong, "You are Qi Rong, the eldest son of the Qi Family from the wilderness Red Nation. You are likely to inherit the family leadership and are also an alchemist."

After confirming Qi Rong’s situation, the Black Guard opened Lu Hong’s file and immediately furrowed his brows, "Tukuru, a student from Kains Academy, ...," That’s it? Just this one sentence? Bullshit! How could a mere student from Kains Academy be mixed up with these several heirs of wilderness families?

"Tell me, what exactly is your identity!" The high-ranking Black Guard stared intently at Lu Hong, his many years of experience telling him that Lu Hong definitely had secrets.

"Is this all the record there is for me?" Lu Hong was also stunned, then thought that perhaps the old man had deliberately hidden his information, so he said, "I have a background, Elder Prometheus of the Prolos family is very familiar with me."

"Humph! Who doesn’t know that Lord Prometheus has already died for his country! You here trying to claim connections, isn’t that a bit foolish?" the high-ranking Black Guard sneered, "Once you enter the Black Guard’s dungeon, no one can hide their secrets."

"Prometheus is dead?!" Hearing the bad news from the high-ranking Black Guard, Lu Hong was shocked, then a wave of anger surged to his head as he angrily demanded, "How did he die?!"

"It’s me asking the questions now!" On the Black Guard’s turf, he was not about to listen to Lu Hong’s accusations and subsequently directed those around him, "Let’s help our little schoolmate calm down."

"You’re courting death!" Faced with the news of Prometheus’ death, Lu Hong no longer cared what place this was, suddenly burst forth, fully invoking the might of King Lion’s Descent, and without any preparation, the Black Guards on either side were knocked unconscious by his punches.

"You dare to make a move here?" The high-ranking Black Guard stepped back several steps to distance himself from Lu Hong, muttering under his breath, two thunder serpents shot out from in front of him.

At the same time, the commotion in the interrogation room also attracted the Black Guard’s attention. Luo Yisi, with Luo Bolun and Qi Rong, without a word, rushed to the door to block the Black Guards trying to enter.

Lu Hong, not caring about the thunder serpents biting at him in front, found that although this high-ranking Black Guard was at the Second-Transformation Peak, his skills were not deep. Relying on King Lion’s Descent, the attack of the thunder serpents only managed to leave scorch marks on his chest.

The viper’s attack failed, and Lu Hong grabbed the throat of the senior guard, lifting him. "Tell me how Prometheus died."

"You’re finished, how dare you lay a hand on a Black Guard," the senior official still talked tough.

"Not talking, huh?" Lu Hong’s eyes turned cold as he dislocated the Black Guard’s arm, causing blood to gush out instantly.

The senior Black Guard screamed in pain, a layer of cold sweat forming on his forehead. "I’ll talk, I’ll talk."

"During the invasion by the Eight Great Families, Lord Prometheus led the army of the Prometheus family to attack the main plane of the Gold Family. Just when Lord Prometheus launched a total assault on the Gold Family, the little maid who had always been by his side suddenly assassinated him, and the dagger was smeared with potent poison. Lord Prometheus succumbed before any aid could reach him."

"Little maid?" Lu Hong suddenly remembered Miaomiao, the elven girl he had rescued in the Cain’s mountain range. When he left the Academy to go to hell, Lu Hong had entrusted Miaomiao to the care of the old man.

Unbelievably, this seemingly fragile elven girl turned out to be the enemy’s assassin. Knowing this filled Lu Hong with regret. If it hadn’t been for his momentary kindness, how could he have given the enemy an opportunity?

With a somber voice, Lu Hong asked, "Is that maid an elf?"

"Yes, yes," the senior Black Guard was genuinely frightened by Lu Hong’s expression, clutching his broken arm and wailing, "I’ve told you everything, please let me go."

"Is that elf dead?" Lu Hong continued to inquire; if she was alive, he would seek revenge himself!

"No, she was rescued by the Elf Prince."

"Good, very good!" Lu Hong threw the senior Black Guard aside and sneered, "It’s good she’s not dead; I’m grateful to heavens for giving me this chance to seek vengeance myself."

At that moment, Luo Bolun and others could no longer withstand the pressure of the Black Guard reinforcements and fell back, allowing a group of Black Guards to surge in.

"Kill them!" the severed-arm senior official ordered, seeing his reinforcements arrive, eager to avenge his broken arm.

However, despite the senior official’s command, no Black Guard moved and they simply stepped aside, opening a pathway.

Seeing the comer, the severed-arm senior official hastily knelt on the ground, "Lord Heide, please forgive me."

Heide didn’t even glance at the kneeling senior official and scanned the surroundings, then spoke, "Which of you is Tukulu?"

"He is, he is," Luo Bolun, eager for Lu Hong to die sooner, quickly pointed to the still enraged Lu Hong.

Heide approached Lu Hong and said, "His Majesty requests your presence, Mr. Tukulu. Please accompany me to the audience with the saint."

"Lead the way."

Huh? Shouldn’t he be killed? Luo Bolun felt entirely disoriented. Does he really have such a significant background in the Empire?

"As for you three, please recount in detail the events that transpired in the wasteland. After Mr. Tukulu has faced the saint, I will bring you to join him." After giving instructions to Luo Bolun and the others, Heide led Lu Hong away from the interrogation room.