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Making 682
Making 682
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Inside the spacious living room of the mansion, apart from the five patriarchs led by Hobart, there were thirty men in black robes seated on the sofas.
These robed men emanated an icy aura, their sharp, eagle–like eyes betraying no emotion.
Most of them were white–haired elders, with only a couple appearing middle–aged.
Indeed, these robed figures were the evildoers of the Eulogian Club.
The lead evildoer was an elder in his sixties, his silver hair gleaming like snow, and eyes as piercing as lightning.
Around his waist, he wore a golden belt, signifying his status as a Gold–Belted Evildoer.
The rest, donning silver belts, were Silver–Belted Evildoers,
Unsurprisingly, the stature of a Gold–Belted Evildoer overshadowed that of the Silver–Belted Evildoer.
This silver–haired evildoer, wearing the golden belt, was undeniably the chief among all present.
“Master Blaze.” Hobart began, bitterness evident in his tone, “This is the ordeal we faced. Gilmore, fully aware that we’re under the protection of the Eulogian Club, brazenly disregarded the club’s reputation and snatched away our wealth and industries.
Hobart recounted, in detail, how Gilmore had seized the assets of their five major families to the Gold–Belted Evildoer.
Blaze, the Gold–Belted Evildoer, had a chilling gleam in his eyes. I never expected someone in Mescourt to dare disrespect the Eulogian Club,”
Hobart quickly added, “You’re absolutely right, Master Blaze. This Gilmore is utterly lawless. He even claimed that him taking our assets was a personal matter between him and our five families.
“He said it has nothing to do with the Eulogian Club and warned that if the club interfered, it wouldn’t end well for them.”
Hearing this, not only did Blaze’s eyes flash with anger, but the other evildoers also showed signs of rage.
“Such audacity!” one exclaimed.
“Does he really think he can stand against the Eulogian Club?” another remarked. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
“I believe he’s digging his own grave,” a third chimed in.
The evildoers all voiced their indignation in unity.
In Mescourt, the Eulogian Club was like an unstoppable force.
The very idea that someone dared to disregard the club’s influence was unthinkable.
How could they not be livid?
Blaze turned to Hobart, Tell me, what’s the deal with this Gilmore?”
Hobart promptly shared that Gilmore was the sect master of the Dragon Sect in Eldoria and that he had two remarkably skilled martialists by his side. He relayed everything he knew.
“So, this young man has such influence in Eldoria and wields immense wealth,” Blaze mused, his eyes glittering with interest. Interestingly, our Eulogian Club hasn’t really expanded into Eldoria yet.”
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“Master Blaze, given Gilmore’s blatant disrespect toward the Eulogian Club, I urge you to eliminate him. Take over his Dragon Sect in Eldoria along with his wealth. It would be killing two birds with one stone for our club, Hobart looked at the evildoer Blaze and said.
Blaze remained non–committal, “Hobart, since Gilmore has taken all your assets, you may stay in the Eulogian Club’s mansion for now.
“We will ensure that your vendetta is avenged.”
Hobart and the other four, although uncertain about Blaze’s specific plans for Gilmore, expressed their gratitude.
“Thank you, Master Blaze.”
“Someone, escort the five patriarchs to their rooms, Blaze called out to the mansion entrance.
An apprentice of the club, dressed in dark attire, promptly stepped forward, “Yes, Master Blaze.”
Following the apprentice’s lead, Hobart and his companions exited the living room.
Once they were gone, only Blaze and the other evildoers remained.
“Blaze, how should we handle this Gilmore?” one of the evildoers couldn’t help but ask, with the rest of the group turning their eyes to Blaze, awaiting his decision.
Blaze looked at the assembled evildoers and remarked, “From what Hobart just shared, this Gilmore, along with his two sidekicks, are forces to be reckoned with.
“Even the combined might of over twenty Martial Gods from the five major families couldn’t hold a candle to them.
“Among the thirty of us here, only about twenty have the prowess of a Martial God.
“If we go head–to–head with Gilmore, I fear we might bite off more than we can chew.
His words were met with furrowed brows from the other evildoers.
They were used to the Eulogian Club flexing its muscles across nations, never fearing any opponent, no matter how strong. However, Blaze’s words poured a bucket of cold water on their heated ambitions, forcing them to think rationally.
Someone then asked, “So, Blaze, are we just going to let Gilmore off the hook?”
Blaze shook his head resolutely, “Absolutely not. The prestige of our Eulogian Club is sacrosanct
The five families, including Hobart’s, are all under our club’s protection. Without our consent, no individual or faction can lay a finger on them.
“Yet, Gilmore, fully aware of this protection, dared to cross them. It’s clear he doesn’t take our club seriously.
“If we turn a blind eye to this, how will the other powerful families and factions in Mescourt perceive our Eulogian Club?” The others nodded in agreement, “Right! We need to show this Gilmore a thing or two!”
Blaze continued, “Thus, we need to adopt a two–pronged approach. First, we’ll report the situation with Gilmore to our leader.
“Second, we’ll see if we can rope in Gilmore to join the Eulogian Club. This way, he’ll be under our control and heed our
commands
Everyone’s face registered shock. Clearly, they hadn’t expected laze to even consider inviting Gilmore into the Eulogian
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A middle–aged evildoer in his fifties addressed Blaze. “Blaze, this Gilmore has shown us nothing but disrespect. Why on earth would you want him in the Eulogian Club?”
The others also looked puzzled.
Blaze surveyed the crowd and explained, “Brothers, I know Gilmore hasn’t shown the club the respect we deserve.
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“But think about it for a moment. If we can bring him under our wing without shedding a drop of blood and, in the process, gain control over all his assets and influence in Eldoria, wouldn’t that be a win–win for us?”
The other evildoers exchanged glances. Blaze’s words were hard to refute.
The idea of effortlessly controlling Gilmore and inheriting his wealth and power in Eldoria did indeed sound like a golden opportunity.
“Let’s proceed as Blaze suggests, one of the evildoers agreed.
The rest nodded in unison, “Whatever you say, Blaze.”
Blaze nodded, “So, it’s settled then. If Gilmore is willing to submit and pledge his loyalty to the Eulogian Club, we’ll let bygones be bygones.
“But if he refuses, then we’ll deal with him accordingly.”
The consensus was clear as everyone voiced their agreement.
Blaze then turned his gaze to an evildoer in his sixties and said, “Eason, I need you to pay a visit to Gilmore and convey our
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Inside the spacious living room of the mansion, apart from the five patriarchs led by Hobart, there were thirty men in black robes seated on the sofas.
These robed men emanated an icy aura, their sharp, eagle–like eyes betraying no emotion.
Most of them were white–haired elders, with only a couple appearing middle–aged.
Indeed, these robed figures were the evildoers of the Eulogian Club.
The lead evildoer was an elder in his sixties, his silver hair gleaming like snow, and eyes as piercing as lightning.
Around his waist, he wore a golden belt, signifying his status as a Gold–Belted Evildoer.
The rest, donning silver belts, were Silver–Belted Evildoers,
Unsurprisingly, the stature of a Gold–Belted Evildoer overshadowed that of the Silver–Belted Evildoer.
This silver–haired evildoer, wearing the golden belt, was undeniably the chief among all present.
“Master Blaze.” Hobart began, bitterness evident in his tone, “This is the ordeal we faced. Gilmore, fully aware that we’re under the protection of the Eulogian Club, brazenly disregarded the club’s reputation and snatched away our wealth and industries.
Hobart recounted, in detail, how Gilmore had seized the assets of their five major families to the Gold–Belted Evildoer.
Blaze, the Gold–Belted Evildoer, had a chilling gleam in his eyes. I never expected someone in Mescourt to dare disrespect the Eulogian Club,”
Hobart quickly added, “You’re absolutely right, Master Blaze. This Gilmore is utterly lawless. He even claimed that him taking our assets was a personal matter between him and our five families.
“He said it has nothing to do with the Eulogian Club and warned that if the club interfered, it wouldn’t end well for them.”
Hearing this, not only did Blaze’s eyes flash with anger, but the other evildoers also showed signs of rage.
“Such audacity!” one exclaimed.
“Does he really think he can stand against the Eulogian Club?” another remarked.
“I believe he’s digging his own grave,” a third chimed in.
The evildoers all voiced their indignation in unity.
In Mescourt, the Eulogian Club was like an unstoppable force.
The very idea that someone dared to disregard the club’s influence was unthinkable.
How could they not be livid?
Blaze turned to Hobart, Tell me, what’s the deal with this Gilmore?”
Hobart promptly shared that Gilmore was the sect master of the Dragon Sect in Eldoria and that he had two remarkably skilled martialists by his side. He relayed everything he knew.
“So, this young man has such influence in Eldoria and wields immense wealth,” Blaze mused, his eyes glittering with interest. Interestingly, our Eulogian Club hasn’t really expanded into Eldoria yet.”
Thu, Oct
“Master Blaze, given Gilmore’s blatant disrespect toward the Eulogian Club, I urge you to eliminate him. Take over his Dragon Sect in Eldoria along with his wealth. It would be killing two birds with one stone for our club, Hobart looked at the evildoer Blaze and said.
Blaze remained non–committal, “Hobart, since Gilmore has taken all your assets, you may stay in the Eulogian Club’s mansion for now.
“We will ensure that your vendetta is avenged.”
Hobart and the other four, although uncertain about Blaze’s specific plans for Gilmore, expressed their gratitude.
“Thank you, Master Blaze.”
“Someone, escort the five patriarchs to their rooms, Blaze called out to the mansion entrance.
An apprentice of the club, dressed in dark attire, promptly stepped forward, “Yes, Master Blaze.”
Following the apprentice’s lead, Hobart and his companions exited the living room.
Once they were gone, only Blaze and the other evildoers remained.
“Blaze, how should we handle this Gilmore?” one of the evildoers couldn’t help but ask, with the rest of the group turning their eyes to Blaze, awaiting his decision.
Blaze looked at the assembled evildoers and remarked, “From what Hobart just shared, this Gilmore, along with his two sidekicks, are forces to be reckoned with.
“Even the combined might of over twenty Martial Gods from the five major families couldn’t hold a candle to them.
“Among the thirty of us here, only about twenty have the prowess of a Martial God.
“If we go head–to–head with Gilmore, I fear we might bite off more than we can chew.
His words were met with furrowed brows from the other evildoers.
They were used to the Eulogian Club flexing its muscles across nations, never fearing any opponent, no matter how strong. However, Blaze’s words poured a bucket of cold water on their heated ambitions, forcing them to think rationally.
Someone then asked, “So, Blaze, are we just going to let Gilmore off the hook?”
Blaze shook his head resolutely, “Absolutely not. The prestige of our Eulogian Club is sacrosanct
The five families, including Hobart’s, are all under our club’s protection. Without our consent, no individual or faction can lay a finger on them.
“Yet, Gilmore, fully aware of this protection, dared to cross them. It’s clear he doesn’t take our club seriously.
“If we turn a blind eye to this, how will the other powerful families and factions in Mescourt perceive our Eulogian Club?” The others nodded in agreement, “Right! We need to show this Gilmore a thing or two!”
Blaze continued, “Thus, we need to adopt a two–pronged approach. First, we’ll report the situation with Gilmore to our leader.
“Second, we’ll see if we can rope in Gilmore to join the Eulogian Club. This way, he’ll be under our control and heed our
commands
Everyone’s face registered shock. Clearly, they hadn’t expected laze to even consider inviting Gilmore into the Eulogian
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a
Club
A middle–aged evildoer in his fifties addressed Blaze. “Blaze, this Gilmore has shown us nothing but disrespect. Why on earth would you want him in the Eulogian Club?”
The others also looked puzzled.
Blaze surveyed the crowd and explained, “Brothers, I know Gilmore hasn’t shown the club the respect we deserve.
Π
“But think about it for a moment. If we can bring him under our wing without shedding a drop of blood and, in the process, gain control over all his assets and influence in Eldoria, wouldn’t that be a win–win for us?”
The other evildoers exchanged glances. Blaze’s words were hard to refute.
The idea of effortlessly controlling Gilmore and inheriting his wealth and power in Eldoria did indeed sound like a golden opportunity.
“Let’s proceed as Blaze suggests, one of the evildoers agreed.
The rest nodded in unison, “Whatever you say, Blaze.”
Blaze nodded, “So, it’s settled then. If Gilmore is willing to submit and pledge his loyalty to the Eulogian Club, we’ll let bygones be bygones.
“But if he refuses, then we’ll deal with him accordingly.”
The consensus was clear as everyone voiced their agreement.
Blaze then turned his gaze to an evildoer in his sixties and said, “Eason, I need you to pay a visit to Gilmore and convey our
intentions.”
The older man, named Eason, promptly bowed slightly, “Rest assured, Blaze, I’ll handle it.”
With that, Eason got up and left the villa’s living room. Everyone knew he was off to negotiate Gilmore’s potential surrender.
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intentions.”
The older man, named Eason, promptly bowed slightly, “Rest assured, Blaze, I’ll handle it.”
With that, Eason got up and left the villa’s living room. Everyone knew he was off to negotiate Gilmore’s potential surrender.
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