Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!-Chapter 496 - 52-The Second Prince’s Choice

"You're handling this? Alan is your invited guest? Well, I suppose it's only fitting for you to deal with this matter!"

Audrey's face was filled with cold fury, her clear eyes radiating an unshakable chill.

Seeing this, everyone knew Audrey was truly furious!

This Alan was dead meat!

Under the icy glare from Audrey, the second prince felt his mind sharpen, and he turned to look at Alan.

Harris, standing beside the second prince, felt a sharp increase in his breath.

As long as the second prince handled this without bias, he would surely gain Alan's favor!

The second prince paused for a moment before speaking, but his lackeys were already too eager to jump in.

"Miss Audrey, please don't misunderstand. How could the prince have such a crude, despicable friend?"

"That's right! This Alan had the audacity to disrupt the banquet—he deserves to be punished!"

"Prince, I suggest we throw this man out of the banquet hall immediately!"

The lackeys shouted in unison, their emotions running high.

The second prince, not wanting to offend Audrey, glanced at Alan and thought little of him. In comparison to Audrey, Alan seemed ordinary, so the prince immediately shook his head.

"Miss Audrey, this is the first time I've met him. I had no idea someone so arrogant would dare to offend you."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Harris shook his head slightly, though he had already expected this outcome.

Audrey had a powerful background, and the second prince had long been infatuated with her. Alan, on the other hand, seemed like an insignificant, powerless individual, so the second prince had quickly sided with Audrey.

However, seeing the second prince so quickly sever ties with Alan still left Harris feeling a bit disappointed.

As the second prince showed concern for Audrey, Alan remained composed, simply shielding Isabella behind him.

"This banquet was prepared by the prince according to tradition, inviting potential students of Lioncrest Academy, and this man has snuck in just to freeload. It's really too much!"

"That's right! He's been eating the whole time, lowering the standard of the banquet!"

After the second prince made his stance clear, his lackeys eagerly piled on with their mockery.

Harris frowned, feeling more disappointed in the second prince. He stepped forward and cleared his throat, addressing the crowd.

"Everyone, Alan was invited here by me. If there's any issue, it should be directed toward me, Harris."

After speaking, he walked up to Alan, offering a somewhat apologetic glance.

"Alan, I'm truly sorry. I didn't expect things to escalate like this."

Alan waved it off nonchalantly. "Mr. Harris, you had good intentions. It's mainly because of that narcissist."

Harris sighed and looked at the second prince with a complicated expression.

The second prince had already sensed something was off as soon as Harris stepped forward.

"Harrishead, what are you implying?"

He couldn't help but question the man who had always supported him.

Harris politely smiled but said nothing, then prepared to leave with Alan.

Harris had given up on him!

The second prince's expression darkened, a hint of surprise flickering in his heart.

Why?

He was the second prince of the Plantagenet Kingdom, a man with a good chance of inheriting the throne!

Countless people sought to ingratiate themselves with him.

Harris, as the head of the Light Guild, was a significant ally.

But now, in front of everyone, Harris was standing with Alan instead!

What was so special about Alan?

The other guests were also shocked.

The head of the Light Guild, Harris, had actually chosen Alan over the second prince!

Even seeing it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe it.

Did Alan have some extraordinary background?

While everyone was still in shock, Audrey snorted coldly, her eyes locking onto Alan.

"You think you can come and go as you please at this banquet?"

Harris didn't want to ruin Alan's relationship with Audrey, so he stopped and looked at Audrey seriously.

"Miss Audrey, could you do me a favor and let this matter end here?"

Audrey looked at him coldly. "Of course, I'll respect the head of the Light Guild. But how about this: let him perform an impromptu striptease to entertain the guests before leaving?"

Harris's smile froze immediately.

At such a formal occasion, making someone perform a striptease would be an immense humiliation—especially for Alan!

The tension in the air was palpable, and once again, the situation grew tense.

Annie sighed, stepping in front of Alan.

"I'm sorry, Alan. I shouldn't have stared at you earlier, and now Miss Audrey is playing around with this situation."

"What are you doing, Annie?"

Seeing Annie stand by Alan's side at this moment, Audrey's face twisted with fury.

Annie was her friend!

Annie looked at Audrey with a determined expression. "Miss Audrey, you're my best friend. If you also consider me a friend, how about we end this matter here?"

Audrey's long fingers clenched tightly.

Alan!

It was always Alan!

What was so special about him?

"Heh, after insulting Miss Audrey, you think you can leave unscathed? Did you ask me first?"

Suddenly, a voice filled with extreme coldness rang out from a distance.

A towering young man, his skin tanned from the sun, wearing a loose white martial arts uniform, walked into the scene.

Everyone recognized him and their expressions grew solemn.

"Wilson! He's a renowned Arcane Warrior! A master of both magic and martial arts, skilled in the earth element. He's considered the number one defensive fighter among his peers and has already caught the attention of the Lioncrest Academy mentor!"

Many of the guests recognized him as one of the Empire's rising stars.

Most of the young elites in the capital had gathered to join Lioncrest Academy and become the best of the best.

Wilson, however, had already been singled out by the academy's mentor.

Entering Lioncrest Academy meant he would have a higher status than most students!

It was clear how exceptional his talent and strength were.

After Wilson walked in, Audrey glanced at him coldly. "What do you want? This has nothing to do with you."

Wilson was not surprised by Audrey's dismissive attitude, as she had rejected him many times. He smiled faintly and responded,

"Miss Audrey, as your admirer, anyone who is your enemy is my enemy."

With that, he struck his wrapped hands together in front of his chest, releasing a surge of elemental force.

The cold, lethal aura immediately enveloped Alan.

"You'd better hope your bones are as tough as your mouth, or you won't be able to take a single punch!"

He stepped forward, his body swelling with the power of the earth element, and within moments, he charged toward Alan, throwing a powerful punch.

Tier-bronze late stage!

Sensing the overwhelming aura, Alan's fingers tightened.

Drawing on the abundant elemental energy flowing through his body, he threw a punch of his own to meet Wilson's.

Bang!

Their fists collided with a deafening crack, sending shockwaves through the room.

Alan staggered back a few steps, but Wilson's arm went numb, his legs dragging along the floor as he slid back for dozens of feet before regaining his footing.

The crowd stared in shock.

Alan had gained the upper hand?

The second prince's eyelids twitched in surprise.

Wilson was one of the most talented individuals he had to recruit—not only was he a tier-bronze late-stage genius, but his mastery of both magic and martial arts made him an unparalleled force.

If it had been a pure physical clash, almost no one among his peers could defeat him.

But Alan had overpowered him.

Wilson clenched his aching fist, unable to accept the outcome. He charged at Alan again.

Alan shook his head faintly.

While his level wasn't as high as Wilson's, Alan had reached tier-iron level 10 and had undergone unimaginable physical refinement.

His body, forged by countless trials as a swordsman, was far beyond Wilson's comprehension.

Even the most physically powerful spellbeasts of his age didn't stand a chance against him!

Wilson's second charge would only be his humiliation.

Without hesitation, Alan threw another punch.

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Once again, a deafening blast of energy rang through the hall as their fists collided.

Wilson was sent flying even faster this time, crashing hard into the wall and collapsing unconscious, foaming at the mouth.

Alan glanced at the stunned crowd, then turned to leave with Isabella.

"Alan!"

Suddenly, the second prince's stern voice rang out.

With a frosty expression, the second prince glared at Alan, demanding,

"Alan! What do you think this banquet is?!"

"You insulted Miss Audrey, injured Wilson, and now you think you can just leave?"

"You will apologize to everyone here—only then can you leave!"

With his words, many guests immediately chimed in,

"His Highness is right! This man is arrogant and rude—he should be dealt with severely!"

"Exactly! He's tainting the dignity of this banquet!"

The crowd was fired up.

The second prince nodded solemnly. "Alan's actions have been far too disrespectful. He must apologize to Miss Audrey, Wilson, and all the guests before he can leave."

He continued with authority, "This is the imperial capital, a grand banquet—not some backwater place. He needs to learn some manners!"

Alan snorted. "Isn't this just the second prince trying to win favor? No need to put on such a show."

The second prince lowered his gaze and spoke coldly, "At this point, you should be thinking about how to gain the forgiveness of everyone here."

With that, royal guards poured into the hall, surrounding Alan.

The chilling aura emanating from them was overwhelming.

"You will never leave here until you've apologized to everyone!"

Since the gloves were off, the second prince didn't hold back any longer.

This was not only to appease Audrey and Wilson but also to intimidate potential rivals.

Alan saw through the second prince's intentions and couldn't help but chuckle. He then turned to Harris, Carter, and Annie.

"Please take care of my sister."

As Alan prepared to act, Harris hesitated but nodded.

Annie didn't say anything but stood firmly beside Isabella.

"Go ahead!"

With a cold command from the second prince, the royal guards' auras flared up, their pressure intense enough to crush Alan into dust!

At that moment, a figure descended gracefully from the third floor.

Though her pace was slow, the moment she appeared, all attention shifted to her, and the crowd was stunned.

It was Duke Alice!

The royal guards who had been about to act froze, half kneeling and placing their right hands on their chests, respectfully bowing.

"Greetings, Duke Alice!"

Alice gave a slight nod and walked toward Alan.

With the crowd watching in shock, she smiled faintly and said with some seriousness,

"It's only been a few days, yet your strength has grown to this level. Alan, shall we go to the third floor and talk?"