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

Chapter 240 A Moment of Impulsiveness

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"Your Highness, this is indeed a misunderstanding."

After Caesar explained the situation, the elders of Turs immediately began to apologize.

Even if Caesar and Azharia weren't in that kind of relationship, stealing someone else's dance partner without permission at a banquet is still a provocative insult!

If they knew that Turs was beaten up for something like this, why would they bring this up at the temple to demand an explanation?

Even if Turs gets beaten up, he has absolutely no right to it!

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" Caesar asked.

“At the time, I could have considered it a misunderstanding, so I just beat him up and didn’t say anything more about it afterward. I certainly didn’t do what Young Master Turs did today, escalating a private matter between two people into a conflict between two forces.”

"If he can consider what I did to him as an insult to the Turs family, then why can't I consider what he did to me as an insult to the temple by the Turs family?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere of the banquet turned cold, just like Caesar's expression.

Everyone has now basically figured out the situation.

It's nothing more than that Turs was beaten up at the temple and felt he lost face. In addition, Caesar has a special relationship with Izzy, and the Turs family chose to retire during Izzy's rule in the past. So Turs felt that this was a good opportunity for their family to return to the public eye and let the world see the importance of the Turs family to the temple.

If it were the Turs family in the past, they would indeed have had the confidence to face even a real goddess. After all, the temple had to rely on the Turs family, who possessed a special heritage and could deal a heavy blow to the Titans, to deal with the problem of suppressing the Titans.

But the young Tulls had misunderstood the situation; he was not facing a goddess.

He was a divine son who dared to unleash dragon fire at the pyramids outside Cairo!
“Your Highness, it is true that Turs was too impulsive in this matter, but the Turs family absolutely did not intend to insult the temple or Your Highness,” Elder Turs quickly said.

“I believed he acted on impulse before, and given that the Turs family had been hiding in the deep mountains for decades like turtles, I could understand that you were unaware of the temple's situation, so I didn't pursue the matter further,” Caesar said.

“But today, he not only dares to come and question me, but he also brought you all with him.”

"Having gone this far, do you think it can still be explained as a momentary impulse?"

"Or does the Tulls family think that you can put a knife to my throat on a whim?"

Faced with Caesar's questioning, the elders of Turs lowered their heads, their faces pale. Turs himself broke out in a cold sweat, the courage he had gained from the alcohol completely dissipating.

“I remember when I was a child, someone loved to tell me stories, and the one that impressed me the most was the origin of my name,” Caesar said.

"Julius Caesar, the holy Julius, two thousand years ago, he also walked calmly into the Senate just like today, only to be met with an ambush by a group of senators."

"I'm curious, does the Turs family use this place as their Senate?"

"So now, are you all going to swarm in?"

“Absolutely not!” The elders of Turs retreated in panic, kneeling on one knee.

"And you?" Caesar asked, looking at Turs, who was still standing there.

“I…I am Tulls VII. My ancestors suppressed the most brutal Titan race for the Parthenon, defended Athens, and protected the Parthenon. You…” Tulls said, sweating profusely, as he backed away in fear.

"Why do you think you're still alive and standing in front of me?" Caesar asked.

“If it weren’t for your good surname, your good ancestors, and their contributions to the temple.”

Caesar's expression changed, and the two dragons behind him stared intently at Turs. "You and your Turs family have been wiped out by dragonfire, just like Khufu!"

Turs fell to the ground, his face pale, unable to utter another word.

"Stop embarrassing your ancestors, okay, Turs?"

As everyone waited in silence, the Queen Mother, escorted by several Golden Knights, entered the banquet hall.

Caesar could not actually kill Tulls, because this foolish boy had inherited Tulls' name, and as mentioned earlier, he could not be killed even for the sake of his ancestors' contributions to the temple.

During Izusa's reign, her ruthless methods caused widespread fear within the temple, leading one after another ancient clan loyal to the temple to retreat out of fear. Now that the time for a change of dynasty has finally arrived, everyone is watching to see how the new ruling priest and priestess will lead the temple through the next era.

Establishing authority is acceptable, and everyone hopes to see a divine son with supreme prestige lead the temple. However, if this authority is accompanied by the bloodshed of loyal followers, the temple may be entering an even darker era.

Perhaps the temples will be magnificent enough in this era, but what about the next era?

No one would want to serve a harsh and cruel monarch, and the temple community could not be loyal to a god who was full of violence.

Authority is necessary, but kindness must also be present.

Tonight's events have been enough to make the Turs family realize their own shortcomings and to deter those wavering Hidden Clan members; the effect has been sufficient.

If this continues, then blood will be drawn.

“The Lady has arrived just in time,” said Yizhi Sha.

Ignoring Yi Zhisha's sarcasm, the Queen Mother looked at Caesar and said, "It's normal for young people to have conflicts. I believe Turs has realized his mistake, so please forgive him this time."

“I have spared him many times,” Caesar said.

“The last time at the ball, when he knowingly tried to humiliate me, I gave him the chance.”

“I invited so many people before this banquet started, which was also to give Turs an opportunity.”

“When Tulls chose to bring his elders to confront me, I gave them the chance to enter Athens alive.”

"Even just now, I was still giving them a chance."

"But clearly, they gave up!"

"Norman!"

Norman, dressed in a golden robe, entered the hall under the tense gazes of the crowd and knelt before Caesar, saying, "Your Highness, the Divine Child."

“Turs has betrayed the temple!” Caesar said.

"Tell me, how do you intend to deal with the temple's enemies?"

Norman stood up and looked sharply at Tulls, who was lying on the ground, almost stunned with fear.

"You can't lay a hand on me, I am Tu..."

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of silver light appeared. Even though the elders of Turs were prepared, they simply did not have the strength to contend with Norman.

Before Turs could react, his blood gushed onto the banquet carpet, the strong stench of blood filling everyone's nostrils.

Norman acted swiftly, beheading Tulls and killing several elders who tried to stop him.

Yizhi watched this scene with great satisfaction, and the anger that had just arisen because of Asha Ruiya instantly dissipated.

“Send these things to the Tulls family and tell them that I accept their declaration of war,” Caesar said.

The Queen Mother was taken aback. "Declare war? This..."

“No need to say anything more,” Caesar interrupted.

“As everyone has seen, it’s not that I’m going to attack Turs, but that Turs is declaring war on me.”

“I have shown them enough mercy, but they are not going to accept it.”

"In that case, I'll grant their request!"

"Similarly, I will satisfy you all."

The crowd's expressions varied, and they all looked away, none of them daring to meet Caesar's gaze at that moment.

“I know you all think I’m only so arrogant because of the Black Dragon Emperor’s existence,” Caesar said.

"In that case, I'll show everyone just how powerful the Parthenon's divine child truly is!"

(End of this chapter)