<h4>Chapter 429 The Descendants of the Forgotten ns</h4>


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    Observing the Queen''s silence, Orion patiently awaited the carriage''s arrival at the castle, eager to check on Saria and ensure her well-being.


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    The Luminaris n


    "n Leader Ga, receiving your letter yesterday was quite unexpected, and I must admit, I didn''t anticipate you''d be so eager to speak with me during this banquet," Owen Luminous, the n Head of the Luminaris n, remarked.


    He exchanged a smile with his wife, n Mistress Me Luminous, as they settled into their opulent crystal chairs, their gaze fixed on Ga seated across from them.


    "After witnessing the events of today''s banquet, I surmised that a quick conversation with you, n Leader Owen, would be wise," Ga replied, a knowing smile gracing his lips.


    As Ga spoke those words, n Head Owen and n Mistress Me''s expressions turned notably solemn.


    Me cast her gaze toward the empty space beside Ga, a curious expression on her face. Her eyes then returned to him as she asked, "And where is n Mistress ra? I find it hard to believe she would miss such an important discussion."


    Having known ra for years and understanding her assertive nature when it came to managing n affairs, Me couldn''t fathom her absence from such a critical meeting.


    Ga cleared his throat and offered a bright smile. "n Mistress ra has decided to embrace a more carefree lifestyletely. She''s entrusted me with the n''s affairs, so there''s no need to worry; she''s perfectly fine," Ga replied.


    Lately, he had been striving to prove himself and demonstrate to his wife that he could capably handle the n''s crucial matters.


    His sess had been evident, and he recalled how she had wished him good luck and cautioned him to be cautious when he''d mentioned his impending visit to the Luminaris n immediately before the banquet had concluded.


    n Mistress Me nodded thoughtfully as she reclined in the exquisitely designed chair. She couldn''t help but consider the possibility of leading a carefree life akin to ra''s. After all, her husband had proven himself more than capable of handling the n''s crucial affairs, if not even more so than her.


    With these thoughts in her mind, she cast a nce at her husband, who was about to speak.


    "Alright, Ga. So, what''s this important matter that prompted you to pull us away from the banquet?" Owen inquired.


    Ga didn''t waste any time getting to the point. A serious expression settled upon his face as he spoke, "The descendants of the forgotten ns are nning to ambush the royal carriages on their way back to the castle."


    The news left n Head Owen and n Mistress Me wide-eyed with shock.


    "This... Thi..." Owen stammered, temporarily lost for words. He quickly regained hisposure and fixed a serious gaze on Ga.


    "How many?" he asked solemnly.


    The severity of the attack on the royal carriages depended entirely on the number of descendants of the forgotten ns involved. If it were just a dozen, it might be seen as a group of disgruntled Prismerians venting their anger at the royal family.


    However, if their numbers swelled to five dozen, it would be viewed as an attempted assassination. In such a case, the descendants would be apprehended and brought back to the castle for questioning.


    Anyone capable of rallying these descendants, who had lost their stable foundations but still possessed a rich background, couldn''t be an ordinary individual. Owen was certain that the royal family would delve deep into this matter to uncover the mastermind, and that could lead to futureplications.


    Ga casually reached for a ss filled with tangy, freshly squeezed fruit juice. He took a light sip before calmly stating, "Two hundred."


    Hisss!!


    n Leader Owen and n Mistress Me sucked in sharp breaths, their eyes widening in shock.


    "Don''t tell me that you are responsible for this?" This time, it was Me who spoke, her voice carrying a tone of disbelief. Forgetbelling this as an assassination attempt; this could very well be the beginning of a full-scale rebellion.


    "Do you have any idea, Ga, how incredibly risky this is?" Owen''s voice crackled with anger.


    He leaned forward, his eyes locked onto Ga''s. "If the Queen discovers your involvement, even the protection of the Gemheart n won''t shield you from the consequences of this atrocity. The Luminaris n also won''t be able to save you," he warned, interrupting his wife before she could continue speaking.


    "Of course, I am aware of that," Ga responded, fixing his gaze intently on Owen and Me.


    "I was well aware of the risks when I gathered the two hundred descendants of the forgotten ns, so you don''t have to worry. In fact, to ensure that everything goes smoothly, two specially trained undercover divisions of the Gemheart n have been dispatched to assist in the ambush and guarantee its sess," he added.


    Every n had their own secretly trained warriors, who, though not necessarily stronger than the n Heads of their respective ns, were still formidable.


    These specially trained elite divisions yed a crucial role in determining the overall strength of each Major n. Without them, the ns would be like grand buildings with barren interiors.


    As such, when Owen heard that Ga had also dispatched two elite divisions from the Ga n, he became dumbfounded almost immediately and couldn''t help but scrutinize Ga once more.


    Nevertheless, Owen shook his head in confusion and asked, "I don''t get it, why are you in such a rush?" His gaze remained fixed on Ga. "If we wait until we receive news from the Crystalforge n that we can all find our way out of here with that young man''s help..."


    "Because we don''t have enough time," Ga interrupted. "The garden is dying, which means the fruit we eat and the gems we use to grow our strength are diminishing day by day. We are still trapped in this mountain with nowhere to go, and we have a bloodthirsty god looming over us like a gue, a curse that has haunted us for generations."