Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 239 Adding insult to injury
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As Tulls delivered his threatening words, the atmosphere at the banquet instantly became incredibly delicate.

If there were any people on Turs' side before, now everyone looks at this young Turs as if he were a fool.

"Does he think we're his accomplices?" Hecasa asked suspiciously.

“Very likely,” Elder Casa said.

Cheating? Are you kidding me?
They were just there to watch the show and see what the temple's stance was on the matter.

They had no interest in getting involved in the affairs between Tulls and Caesar.

But this young Tours seemed to mistakenly believe that everyone was there to support him, and even wanted to use the occasion to force the Parthenon to bow down to him...

Hecasa smiled. "If only the younger generation of these ancient clans were like this today."

Indeed, if Turs can force Caesar to back down today, it would be a good thing for all the forces that support the temple.

After all, if you can bow your head once today, you can naturally bow your head a second time tomorrow.

If Turs can do it, why can't they?
But the question is, is that even possible?
Even if Caesar didn't have the Black Dragon Emperor, the Titan invasion alone wouldn't be enough to force the temple's son to admit his mistake.

“It seems that this young master Tulls is also a spoiled child.” Lady Loo shook her head.

I had hoped to see Caesar's attitude toward these matters today, but given the current situation, that's impossible.

Turs, who was initially in the right, has now become the most unreasonable and rude person.

Tulls could have turned the insult Caesar had inflicted on him at the banquet into a real benefit, but instead, in a fit of pique, he wanted to regain his dignity in front of so many people.

He didn't even understand the atmosphere at the scene.

With these people not around, Caesar and Turs can be said to be on opposing sides. They can fight and make trouble however they want. Everyone knows about the internal strife in the temple, so there won't be any major problems.

But today, with so many outsiders present to watch the show, the Turs family and the temple should be on the same side, but this young Turs mistakenly believes that everyone present is on his side and that Caesar is their common enemy.

Can a young man who hasn't even figured out his stance really shoulder the future of the Tulls family?

“Poseidon, may I assume that he represents the attitude of the Turs family?” Caesar asked.

Poseidon bowed and said, "Your Highness, Turs had too much to drink today and acted impulsively."

"Does drinking too much give you the right to do whatever you want?" Yi Zhisha, who had been silent all along, walked over with a smile.

"Wouldn't that mean everyone could come here drunk and act crazy from now on?"

“Your Highness, please calm your anger. I will take him back to my family and discipline him strictly.” Poseidon bowed his head again.

“Discipline isn’t urgent. Answer my question first,” Caesar said.

"The Tulls family no longer wants to shoulder the responsibility of suppressing the Titans and protecting Athens, and wants to leave the temple, is that right?"

“Of course not,” Elder Turs quickly replied.

“What did he mean just now?” Caesar asked.

“Everyone saw it; he was threatening me, threatening the Son of Parthenon.”

“You all say that I represent the image of the temple, and I must be careful in my actions outside, so as not to let the glory of the temple fall to the ground.”

“I did indeed do so, and not only that, I did many other things to remind the world of the Parthenon.”

"But today, someone is threatening me in front of so many people. What are you doing?"

"Want to watch a play?"

Upon hearing this, all the knights and mages belonging to Parthenon in the banquet hall stood up.

"Weren't you sitting quite comfortably just now?" Caesar glanced around at the mages in the hall. "Why are you standing up now? Are you trying to kick Turs when he's down?"

"How are you any different from Turs just now?"

"If you can kick him when he's down today, how can I trust that you won't kick me when I'm down tomorrow?"

"Or is this your belief? Your loyalty?"

Before the words were even finished, the knights and mages of faith knelt down in fear, bowing their heads deeply.

“It’s fine if it’s like this all the time, I know not many of you take me seriously,” Caesar said.

"But today, with so many guests present, you still act like this."

Do you think I'm the one who's ashamed?

"..."

“Hyrion!” Caesar shouted.

Hailong, who had been waiting outside the hall, hurried into the banquet hall, approached Caesar, and respectfully bowed his head, "Your Highness, the Divine Child."

“You are the Lord of the Knights’ Temple, so you can handle this matter yourself,” Caesar said.

"We've already embarrassed ourselves enough today; let's not let so many guests continue to laugh at us."

"Understood." Hailong turned around and led the knights and mages present away from the banquet hall.

“As for you…” Caesar looked at Turs, who was left standing there, somewhat at a loss.

"I'm curious how you dared to bring up that incident before?"

"Why did I throw you out? Do you dare tell me?"

"I..." Without Poseidon's support, Turs took a step back, his legs feeling weak.

The elders of Turs standing nearby were also unable to speak. They knew very well that if they spoke at this moment, it would only make things worse.

“I know everyone is curious, but since Young Master Turs has already made such a fuss, I don’t recommend bringing it up again.” Caesar stood up.

"I'm sure everyone knows about my relationship with Asha's, but just in case there are any people who have lived in the deep mountains and forests for a long time and are unaware of the world, I'll emphasize it again here."

Caesar pulled Asha's head up and kissed her amidst the varied expressions of the crowd.

After a long while, the two slowly separated.

Asha's face flushed slightly, but noticing the low mood emanating from Izusa, she quickly composed herself and smiled as she hugged Caesar.

"Do you understand now?" Caesar asked.

"I think even the slowest person should understand now that things have come to this."

"But some people seem to not understand."

“For example, this young master Turs, he knew about the relationship between Asha and me, but at the previous ball, in front of me, he tried to force Asha to dance with him, and even brought several of his friends to join in the commotion.”

"Gentlemen, may I consider this an insult to me?"

"..."

The quiet banquet hall suddenly erupted in discussion, and the way everyone looked at Turs became increasingly complicated.

The elders from Turs standing nearby also began to show signs of unease.

Before they came, Turs didn't tell them that he got beaten up for this kind of thing!

(End of this chapter)