Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

“Let him in.”

With some impatience, the man in the brocade robe waved away the surrounding frightened maids and slowly opened his somewhat muddy gray eyes.

A moment later, a burly man dressed in brown studded armor, missing a noticeable chunk from his left ear, appeared at the door of the hall with the thin man in black from earlier.

“I am Cuttlebone, at your service, City Lord,” the burly man with a fierce look on his face bowed respectfully as he entered.

“You may dispense with the formalities.”

Waving his hand dismissively, the man in the brocade robe took a curious look at the fierce-faced man and said, “So, Cuttlebone, have your mercenaries caused trouble again? How many did they kill this time?”

“I must not conceal from the City Lord; this time, my men were ambushed.”

On the other side, the fierce-faced man called Cuttlebone showed a trace of murderous intent and indignantly said, “They dared to attack my men in front of so many people at the city gate. That group must pay the price in blood.” “The city gate? I’ve already heard a report about that.”

The man in the brocade robe elegantly lifted the goblet beside him, swaying the burgundy liquid inside as he sneered, “Wasn’t it just food poisoning when your deputy commander and his men clashed with a few outsiders?”

“Don’t you want to drag some outlanders into the mix? Never mind, just take care of it cleanly.”

“City Lord, I will not let go of this group, but the situation is not as simple as City Lord thinks.”

With a growing sinister air on his face, Cuttlebone spoke coldly.

He then saw him close the door of the hall tightly and went on to say, “At first, I thought it was food poisoning, but the more I thought about it, the more it felt wrong. So, I kidnapped the top-ranking healer, Master Murdoch, in the city to conduct a further examination.”

“In the end, it was discovered that there is a high probability that Noah Woods and the others were subjected to a Tier 3 dark system psychic attack.”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in the brocade robe put down his cup, pondering, and said, “Although old No-park’s strength is only Tier 2 Nine-Star, his experience far exceeds that of ordinary Tier 3 powerhouses.”

“Since the other party could have such a conjecture, it is basically accurate. So among that group of outlanders, there is a Tier 3 magic-system powerhouse?”

“City Lord’s insight cannot be underestimated; it seems that this Tier 3 leather armor of mine, which has magic resistance, can come in handy.”

With a sinister smile, Cuttlebone continued, “City Lord, the most crucial point is that I have sent people to investigate in detail, and after repeated cross-checking of the relevant powerhouse register, I found that.”

“In our country, there are no Tier 3 dark system powerhouses with muscular men, weird priest robes, glasses, and other characteristics, which is intriguing.”

“It turns out that with the frequent battles on the border and the closure of the entire border, we can rule out the strong from other countries.”

On the other side, the thin man rolled his eyes and echoed, “City Lord, it seems that there is something fishy about this.”

“What are your thoughts on the identity of those outlanders?”

After pondering for a moment, the man in the brocade robe’s expression darkened, and a faint murderous aura gradually emerged.

“City Lord, do you remember the report we received at the banquet last night about the advent of the Otherworldly Lord?” The thin man’s eyes turned sharply and grimly.

“Yes, it was exactly my guess,” Cuttlebone echoed this time.

“You mean that there is an Otherworldly Lord in the vicinity of our area as well, and they are already in the city?”

Hearing this, the man in the brocade robe’s face turned completely cold, and a thick murderous aura spread around him, “This Otherworldly Lord certainly has some means to have Tier 3 powerhouses assisting them so quickly.” Feeling this unnaturally cold chill, the thin man exchanged a glance with

Cuttlebone.

He then said, “City Lord, this is a poisonous thorn hidden under our eyelids. If we don’t pull it out along with its roots, I fear that disaster will follow.”

“I understand better than you.”

Slowly rising from his throne, the man in the brocade robe sneered with anger, “Heh, it seems the other party is quite bold, coming to us unbidden before I even send troops to exterminate them.”

After some thought, the man in the brocade robe first ordered the thin man, “Spencer Thorne, immediately inform the Rhizoma Drynariae organization’s defense army to have all troops secretly ambush at the front and back city gates. ”

“Once a target or similar person with the characteristics of that group is discovered, kill them on the spot without reporting.”

“Cuttlebone, you take your men and start searching from the outskirts of the city. I will personally lead the Imperial Guards to search from the inside out.”

“With the three of us working together, we will dig them out even if we have to dig three feet into the ground. I want to personally reduce them to pieces.”

“Of course, the most important thing is to keep your auras in check. Don’t alert them and avoid letting them know that we’re aware of their presence.”

Having arranged everything, the man in the brocade robe once again lifted the goblet, crushing it in his grip.

Drip, drip, drip.

Instantly, the burgundy liquid and shards of glass flowed down his hand onto the precious carpet beneath his feet, spreading like blood.

“Otherworldly Lord, huh? Since you’re here, leave your life.”

After leaving the Sanders’ Trading Conference once again, Leo Ray couldn’t help but sneer. According to Mason Banks’ earlier description,

their chairman has gone out of the city to attend a family meeting and won’t be back until tomorrow night at the earliest.

It seems that this step in their plan has to be delayed slightly. However, after probing Mason Banks just now, Leo Ray learned, that indeed, as Kombu had described, the young chairman, who was a collateral member of the family, was not well-liked by the family.

Especially because of his remarkable talent, he faced ostracization and jealousy from his peers in the family’s main line, which eventually led him to be assigned to Cyan Town, which had virtually no cultivation resources. “Lord, how should we proceed next?”

Walking back onto the bustling streets, Taylor at his side posed his question

respectfully.

“Let’s first check on the progress of supplies acquisition. After all, this is our main purpose in coming here.”

With a slight smile, Leo Ray and Taylor began to head towards the warehouse they had rented previously.

However, not long after they set out, Taylor’s strides faltered, and his previously calm face changed slightly.

“Taylor, what’s wrong?” Sensing the anomaly with the burly man beside him, Leo Ray showed a puzzled expression.

“Lord, if I am not mistaken, it seems the other party has become aware of our existence.”

On the other hand, Taylor’s expression became unusually grim..