Chapter 797: Wishful Thinking
Wyatt Barnes could understand the mood of the Emperor of the Great Turdo Dynasty.
Their most outstanding son, and the nephew who was even more extraordinary than the son, died just like that, in far-off lands, was indeed hard to accept.
"Huh?"
Soon, Wyatt Barnes noticed that after the Emperor of the Great Turdo Dynasty took a deep breath, his face returned to its initial state, with a hint of smile appearing on his face as he looked over at Barnes.
"Wyatt Barnes, congratulations."
At the same time, the congratulatory message of the Emperor, condensed in Origin Force, was conveyed to Wyatt Barnes, making him feel a chilling sensation throughout his body.
Emperors are known for their heartlessness, and today, he had experienced it thoroughly.
"Perhaps, in the Emperor’s eyes, he could bear another son even if the existing one died, let alone a mere nephew... For him, the most important thing is the benefits the Great Turdo Dynasty could gain from the ’Decameron Martial Tournament’."
Wyatt Barnes thought to himself.
Out of the fifty who survived the first round of the ’Decameron Martial Tournament’, six were from the Great Turdo Dynasty, ranking steadily among the top ten kingdoms.