My Soul card is a Reaper

Avia intensely observed the little girl because of her comment. She fell into deep thinking.

Irene, who was taken aback, couldn't help but raise her head to look at Affea. "That's not true…"

Azzy, who was also surprised, had his attention on Irene, who was panicked for a moment. He sensed the change in Irene's voice and her heartbeat spiked up for a moment.

Before that, he focused on his little sister, "Affy, what do you mean by she's lying?"

Affea innocently replied, "I don't know. I can just tell."

"Chronos?" Azzy called out to the Reaper immediately, in his mind.

The Reaper replied swiftly, "You have to wait until her awakening to find the answers."

Azzy put away his thoughts about it and focused on Irene, "Explain." His gaze turned colder on purpose, showcasing that he was displeased with her behavior.

Irene hung her head down in silence.

"Irene…" Azzy shouted. She shuddered at his shout but didn't open her mouth.

"Umm…" Affea put another puff of corn and commented, "It looks like not everyone is willing to listen to you, Chuckee. Shouldn't you punish the baddies?"

Azzy squinted his eyes as he silently stared at Irene for a while until a couple of clan leaders from Smoke Clan and Silver Clan arrived together. They were the same clan leaders as before and both of them looked quite surprised to see the two ladies as well as Affea, but as they could sense the tense atmosphere, they greeted Azzy and went to stand in their positions without asking about the matter.

Azzy eventually ordered Irene to go to her position and waited for the rest of the clan leaders.

After a while, Gredor arrived, introducing himself as the new leader of the Crescent Clan, and finally, Francis Blood arrived the last.

However, unlike the rest, he was quick to point out the mistake after his usual greetings, which is the presence of Affea on the throne.

"Your Majesty, please maintain the decorum of the throne," He indirectly scolded Azzy, lecturing him to conduct himself as the Monarch. "Only a monarch or an acting monarch can sit on that throne." He added.

Azzy was displeased by his comment, yet he still responded calmly, "Rules change according to the ruler, Lord Francis. You can worry about my conduct later. First of all, we have an unresolved problem with you. Let's solve it first." Find your next read at m_v l|e-NovelBin.net

"Me?" Francis pointed himself in wonder.

Azzy nodded, "I believe you have remembered my predecessor, Lord Qridus' proposal for the Blood Clan. You have yet to give your reply, whether you accept the position of the Hidden Clan or not."

"Ah, that…" Francis was about to answer, but Azzy continued, "Before you give your answer, please do remember the fact that Blood Clan has no relation to the founder or his descendants in the first place. Because of the edict passed by one of my predecessors, your clan has been given the biggest portion of the village to live in; your clan members are exempted from paying taxes; you are exempted from receiving punishment from the Judicial Hall for any criminal activities and let you decide the fate of your clan members; your clan territory has been a forbidden area for anyone in the village to enter. Apart from the Clan Head, no one is permitted to enter, and if anyone bypasses that edict, you have the right to attack and injure them; and yet, as the Leader of the Blood Clan, you still have a say in the affairs of the Death clan while the Blood Clan still receives 5% of the clan funds annually. In a way, your clan has been receiving the status of full autonomy while receiving tax from the rest of the clans for the past fifty millennia, Lord Francis."

"You are expelling us?" Francis Blood widened his eyes in shock. He could never think of something where he or his clan members offended Azzy in any situation. Then, why were they being targeted right on the first day of his ruling?

Is it because he was worried whether Blood Clan would try to take over the village during his absence in the future? Francis couldn't help but wonder.

He objected to it, almost shouting emotionally, with his scarlet aura of Blood forming a layer over his skin, "Your Majesty, while all of that is true, our clan has been loyal to the throne since our inception. There have been cases in which several warriors emerged from other clans that challenged the Garcia family's authority, and some even rebelled against the throne. But there haven't been any instances when any member of my clan did that. We are exempted from holding any duty, but we have sacrificed hundreds of elites to protect the Death Clan's honor and saved the teams from other clans countless times whenever they found themselves in trouble. Even Sasha, my promising descendant, a legendary realm Arcana Master, has lost her life because of the situation she has nothing to do with it. Yet, we never blamed you for it, and neither did we ask for any justice. Are you repaying our loyalty with the expulsion, Lord Garcia?"

Francis' emotional words literally shook the souls of the clan leaders present in the room. They could sense how Francis felt betrayed by Azzy. Of course, the majority of its part has to do with the vibrations sent by the voice itself, which didn't affect Azzy's body a bit. For some weird reason, Affea was also not affected. She was only enjoying the scene, tossing out another puff of corn in her mouth, as if she was watching a play.

Azzy kept his composure and calmly stared at Francis for a while.

Ares Silver stepped forward in support of the 8000-year-old man, "Your Majesty, we had our differences, but we have been coexisting with each other for fifty millennia. There is no need to disrupt the balance right now."

"I second that, Your Majesty," Smoke Clan leader also joined them. "Your Majesty has already brought a big change, by announcing a new clan for the ones that don't like to stick with the clan rules and for the ones that have been expelled. While it is understandable that new policies will come into notion whenever the clan head changes, too many changes right from the start will bring nothing but instability. Please think about it, Your Majesty."

Trying to pressure Azzy even more, Gredor Crescent took this opportunity to join the three of them as he could not let Francis leave the clan and let the Night Clan gain tremendous power, "Your Majesty, Blood Clan's presence in the clan has also indirectly stopped many civil wars in the past. Please think about it once again, Your Majesty."

He cast a side-long glance at the ladies, but Avia has been nonresponsive. She stood straight and was clearly not interested in joining them, while Irene was in her own world, with her head hung down.

Regardless, four of the six clan leaders were against Azzy. Gredor wondered what would Azzy do now.

However, Azzy calmly said, "Let me ask you a simple question, Clan Leaders. If I'm going to bring in another clan, a strong clan that has no blood ties with us, and give them the special benefits that Blood Clan is receiving at the moment, would you welcome the decision or not? If you are going to say Yes, okay, we will not talk about this matter anymore. If your answer is No, then, step aside and go back to your positions."

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