Chapter 122: Blood-Red Banquet_1

Meanwhile, within the royal palace, a banquet is underway.

Under the melody, men and women with heavy makeup and splendid attire all dance gracefully. However, in spite of their actions suggesting that they are enjoying the banquet, their tense eyes and nervous faces show that they are not as comfortable as they seem.

At this moment, their gazes are fixed on the three figures on the stage.

"Elder Brother has recaptured Modheim, indeed a great achievement."

Admiring the robust young man before him, the Second Prince lifts his wine cup with a smile.

"As it seems now, you being the Imperial Emperor is a well-deserved title."

"Hmm, naturally."

The Crown Prince is sitting on his chair, swirling the wine in his cup, his eyes fixated on his younger brother. He has never liked this thin, monkey-like brother of his. Seeing him trying to flatter now, the Crown Prince still doesn't look pleased.

"Heh, hehe, everyone knows Big Brother is the strongest."