HBWnovel Chapter 1325: Freeze the Children
Chapter 1325: Freeze the Children
Chapter 1325: Freeze the Children
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The first six attempts were aimed at Heather Sage and her children.
This time, however, they targeted Braydon Neal himself, clearly crossing the Fifth Divine Palace’s red line.
In a hushed tone, the Second Elder remarked, “King Braydon of Hansworth is heir to the Great Hansworth Seal. Just fifteen minutes ago, the old leader of Hansworth confronted the Great Elder, demanding an explanation for the Fifth Divine Palace’s actions over the years. The Great Elder found himself at a loss for words, unable to justify our activities.”
“Second Elder, while Hansworth may pose a formidable force and its old leader may inspire fear, we of the Fifth Divine Palace have no reason to cower, do we?”
The fair-skinned Seventh Elder rose, his dissatisfaction evident in his tone.
The Fifth Divine Palace boasted a long history and housed an array of formidable experts.
Its internal organization was shrouded in secrecy, known only to a select few within the Elder Committee.
Despite the fearsome reputation of Hansworth’s old leader, holding the Fifth Divine Palace accountable seemed unfounded.
The Second Elder offered no explanation. Regardless of the old leader’s strength, he knew precisely what information to divulge.
After all, the world’s martial arts had originated from Hansworth, and the elder generation of martial arts cultivators in Hansworth held the old leader in high esteem—a venerable figure whose formidable reputation had endured through the ages.
Long ago, before Braydon rose to prominence, the old leader had already established a legacy of bloodshed that rivaled even the most fearsome martial figures.
Back then, when the world’s prodigies beheld the old leader, none dared utter his name.
He stood as a peerless prodigy, truly dominating his era.
How else could he be deemed worthy of holding the Great Hansworth Seal?
Successive leaders placed little value on cunning or wit; strength alone was their criterion.
Only the mightiest of experts could safeguard Hansworth.
It was widely recognized that in the face of absolute strength, any scheme amounted to mere folly—a futile attempt akin to a clown challenging an emperor.
When an emperor grew wrathful, corpses littered the landscape for miles, cities reduced to bloodied ruins.
All stratagems crumbled to naught.
Now, within the Fifth Divine Palace, an Elder Meeting convened.
“Starting today, we resume the eradication of aborigines,” the Second Elder declared solemnly. “We will eliminate them on sight. The First Elder has expressed his intolerance for further attacks on Hansworth’s King Braydon by the aborigines.”
“Yes, sir!”
The collective response froze everyone’s expression.
None dared disobey the Great Elder’s edict.
His words held absolute authority.
With that, the meeting concluded swiftly.
“Daddy!” Trevon greeted him eagerly.
“Have you memorized everything I taught you?” Braydon inquired.
The young boy nodded earnestly.
Trevon had already committed the Great Void of Kylo Art and the Spirit Summoning Art to memory.
Heather approached, her affection for her eldest son evident in her gaze.
“Youjust returned home, and all you care about is cuddling this little mischief-maker. Trevon is putting in a lot of effort. I don’t see you praising him enough.”
“Heather, I want to seal Trevon and Judith in ice,” Braydon declared.
“I won’t allow it!” Heather responded indignantly.
“You know as well as I do that, with our combined strength, we won’t be able to protect Trevon and Judith. If we seal them in ice and place them on Mount Kylo, it will be the safest option for their future recovery,” Braydon explained, gently setting down his daughter before taking Heather’s hand and leading her into the manor to elaborate on his intentions.
Even Braydon couldn’t guarantee the safety of his children in the tumultuous times ahead.
As a great battle loomed on the horizon, even great divines would fall.
The imminent explosion of the 3,000 ruins placed him squarely in the crosshairs of aboriginal experts, leaving him little time to safeguard his family.
Hence, he resolved to have them frozen on Mount Kylo for their protection.
Kylo had stood in the human world for countless years, and Braydon had never heard of anyone who could breach its defenses.
As Heather’s eyes reddened, she glanced at the two children in the pavilion, who resembled delicate porcelain dolls.
The children were still so young, and the thought of them enduring endless darkness and loneliness of being frozen weighed heavily on her.
Meanwhile, Braydon held her hand gently, his gaze tender as he spoke, “First, I’ll freeze the children. Then, I’ll freeze you. When the children wake up, you’ll wake up too. Then, you can take care of the children.”
“No!” Heather exclaimed, in anguish.
She couldn’t bear the thought of being frozen.
Despite Braydon’s past few years of obscurity, she had used her status as the daughter of civil arts to wield significant influence in the palace.
She was privy to many things, including Braydon’s imminent battle to the death in nine months.
He intended to face it alone.
If she agreed to be sealed in ice, it might be their final farewell.
“I’ll seal you in ice and place you on Mount Kylo,” Braydon insisted softly. “That way, I won’t have to worry about you anymore.”
“I don’t want you to worry about me. Freeze the children and Mom on Kylo, and I’ll stand by your side to fight those aborigines,” Heather declared firmly, refusing Braydon’s request.
She would never agree to be frozen.
If Braydon perished in battle, what would be the purpose of her life?
Although their children were of utmost importance, Laura Quinn and Louis, as grandparents, could also care for them.