The conversation ended unpleasantly, and the members of the Rocknard Family gathered in the square were trembling.
Having their life and death in the hands of their enemies was truly a dire feeling.
Among the crowd, a few young men exchanged glances, secretly feeling bitter in their hearts.
They were confident in their hidden abilities, but unfortunately, the person responsible for investigating this matter was an enemy of the original owner of their bodies.
Upon reviewing the memories of the conflicts between the two clans, they suddenly lost confidence in the upcoming investigation.
Excuses are always there to be found. It’s entirely normal for enemies to seize the opportunity for a strike or revenge.
Without any hesitation, they silently retreated to the edge of the crowd, then found an excuse to leave.
Identity is important, but life is even more so. If they didn’t run now, it would be hard to leave later.
Alpha Kingdom is not Falcon Kingdom; it’s not easy to control. Relying solely on the power of the Rocknard Family to confront the investigation team is pure wishful thinking.
If a fight were to break out, the medium and small nobles dependent on them might turn coat at critical moments.
It’s not that everyone lacks loyalty; it’s mainly because they see no chance of success.
Currently, the Rocknard Family is just an ordinary major noble in the Kingdom, having long lost their past glory.
"Duke, there’s trouble; five family members have suddenly disappeared..."
Before the steward could finish his words, Duke Torsten’s already somber face turned grim.
Disappearing at this time clearly sends a message to the investigation team that their identities are questionable.
It’s truly outrageous; not only did they take over the bodies of his family members, but they also dug him a deep hole at a critical moment, pushing the Rocknard Family into a passive position.
"Cut the nonsense, hurry and send someone to capture them back!"
Duke Torsten urgently ordered.
At this moment, he was filled with hatred towards those intruders, and if the investigation team weren’t present, he would have personally led a team to drag those fleeing guys out and extract their souls.
Witnessing this, Hudson had no reaction and turned to the crowd saying, "Let’s examine those who stayed first!"
These were genuine words; he really didn’t care about the five who fled.
Eliminating all hidden threats was just an ideal state. The enemies weren’t foolish; if they sensed something amiss, they would surely run.
Those who haven’t fled yet are either confident they can bluff through the inspection as demon leaders, or just foolish simpletons.
The crowd of Rocknard Family members accepting the inspection was now anxiously awaiting the judgment of fate.
Sweeping a glance over the crowd, Hudson fixed his gaze on a young boy.
Within a major noble’s family, tasked with exploring the Kingdom of God’s mission, there was still someone wearing tattered clothes.
This was anything but normal attire, yet it wasn’t a big issue. There were all kinds of people and peculiar stories among the nobles; Hudson had seen many.
However, this young boy was different; there was a hidden aura upon him that didn’t belong to him. Had Hudson not been refining the rule of fate, he would have overlooked it.
"Duke Torsten, have someone bring over paper and pen.
All those who have explored the Kingdom of God, draw the route you traveled, along with the sights you encountered.
Of course, if there are records using Memory Stone, all the better!"
Hudson instructed expressionlessly. Follow current novels on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Steward, why are you standing there dazed? Didn’t you hear Marshal’s orders, quickly go get the Memory Stone and paper and pen!
Also, bring over the finds from the Kingdom of God."
It was clear that Torsten was very displeased internally.
They were both Dukes, yet Hudson issued orders in a superior’s tone, leaving him no dignity.
Despite his anger, he had to cooperate; if he expressed it, he would be handing them leverage.
Time ticked by, Hudson had already reviewed the contents of the Memory Stone, and the several accompanying individuals from the Sanctuary had also examined the artifacts from the Kingdom of God.
In the square, aside from a few showing relaxed expressions, most were busy scratching their heads.
"Anyone who has gained something from the Kingdom of God, bring it out yourself!"
Speaking, Hudson turned his gaze toward the uniquely dressed boy.
Two instances of focus, everyone knew this wasn’t a coincidence, and instinctively chose to create distance.
"Aset, how dare you keep something hidden, hurry up and take it out!"
Duke Torsten reprimanded sharply.
Though seeming to admonish, his tone carried a protective hint.
After all, he was part of his own family; as long as he wasn’t possessed by evil spirits, they must protect their own in the face of others.
Even though he didn’t much unusual Aset.
"Clan Leader, I haven’t taken anything, I won’t let them sully my..."
Before he could finish, Duke Torsten’s palm slapped him.
Such words cannot be casually spoken; a clan’s collateral relative challenging a Kingdom Marshal is sheer suicide.
Even if it were truly a frame-up, among so many of high rank and status, how could a collateral relative be targeted?
"If it’s not hidden within an artifact, then it’s entered your body. Even the slight leaking aura surpasses many in Sanctuary.
Across the continent, those capable of extracting it are few, so..."
Before Hudson could finish, Aset was dumbfounded.
He had barely acquired the Divine Spirit Remnant, hoping for an ascent equal to mythical figures, yet just as he was beginning, he had been discovered.