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The clan leaders were forced to go back to their positions as they would rather let him kick out a neutral Blood Clan than allow another clan to enter the village.

As Francis Blood remained in his spot, Azzy said to him, "You have two days to decide, Lord Francis. Either you let your clan forget those special benefits and only enjoy the same level of autonomy as the other clans, or detach your relationship with our clan completely. As I promised earlier, I won't take away the home you have developed for several millennia. Whatever lands your clan was allotted by my ancestors, they were yours for eternity. I would merely cut it off from our clan village and place it in a separate pocket dimension. Now, you may return and discuss your clan's future with your clansmen."

Francis clenched his fists tightly with a reddened face, but he controlled his anger and bowed to Azzy, walking away from the palace. He then stormed to his clan in rage.

Meanwhile, the excitement in Affea's oval eyes only glowed further as she clapped, "That was awesome, Chuckee. You scared off that grandpa."

Azzy let out a smile as he ruffled her hair, "I didn't scare him, Affy. I gave him a choice that our predecessors never dared to give his predecessors in the past. Now, whatever happens, it is on him."

Clan leaders: "… "

Azzy then shifted his gaze to the silent subordinate clan leaders, "Anyways, I have something to tell you all. I intend to create a division other than Shadow Corps that serves directly under the throne. However, unlike the Shadow Corps, this new elite corps won't interfere in clan affairs. Instead, they will focus on matters in the Arcana world, making sure to keep an eye on powerful organizations. I need you all to submit your recommendations in 24 hours. The qualifications are that the warrior should be at least 12 years old but not greater than 500 years old, be 5-star rank or higher, have a gold grade or higher ranked Arcana spirit, and most importantly, their loyalty toward the throne should be greater than their own clan."

Clan leaders: "…"

All of them couldn't help but glance at each other's faces, not knowing how to react to the order. But one thing has become clear for all of them. The clan is expected to go through tremendous changes under Azzy's rule, and change is something that these clans are definitely not comfortable with.

But then again, they can't object to Azzy's order. Not that they are afraid to state their opinions. It is because they don't see any major demerits to this new policy.

All they could do was stay silent for now and complain to Vesyrn later on. After witnessing how he destroyed the Night Clan's barrier with such ease, they didn't have the confidence to speak against him. Hence, they placed their bets on Azzy's dad instead.

Meanwhile, Francis returned to his clan and summoned the elders urgently.

As they arrived at his study room one after another, they silently made their way to the side and stood in silence, witnessing Francis's angry face.

In the end, one of the grand elders of the clan arrived and hurriedly spoke as he entered the room, "Patriarch, I heard that the new clan head wants to kick us out of the village. Is that true?"

"What?"

The elders looked at each other in surprise.

Francis let out a sigh as he got up from his seat and stood against the other end of the desk while crossing his arms, "More or less. He wants the Blood Clan to either give up the autonomy we granted so far or leave the Death Clan. We only have Five days to make the decision." Your adventure continues at m v|l-e'-NovelBin.net

"Five days? That's…" "What's wrong with that kid? Did the power go to his head or something?"

"I know why," one of the elders couldn't help but raise his voice, gaining attention, "He feels threatened by the Patriarch's influence in the clan, correct?"

Another elder chimed in with his opinion, "I heard that he was going to leave the clan very soon for training. Perhaps, he was trying to get rid of troubles that could arise for his father upon finding out that the Patriarch is a Supreme realm Arcana Master?"

"That's senseless. No one would try offending an entire clan just to protect his father's ego. Moreover, the Patriarch isn't the only Supreme realm Arcana Master in the clan."

"The Night Clan has been the watchdog of the Garcia family for a hundred thousand years. Everyone in the village knows that. It is obvious that the young Clan Head wouldn't suspect Clan Leader Yashna."

"Even so, have we ever rebelled against the throne in the past? So, why would he feel threatened by the Blood Clan?"

"Wait a second. A while ago, didn't the former Clan Head give us the option to become a hidden clan, which we rejected on a majority vote? Perhaps, he was trying to force us to accept the offer?"

"Or maybe the Night Clan is behind this. Even before her breakthrough, Clan Leader Yashna was always against the Patriarch. Now that she has realized our Patriarch is stronger than her, she probably manipulated him to make a decision against us."

"Silence…" The Grand Elder stopped the Elders, who started voicing their opinions and arguing amongst themselves, "Patriarch, what is our decision?" he asked their clan leader.

"We are ready to go to war if the Patriarch wills it," said one of the elders. The others nodded in agreement. "Blood Clan's dignity cannot be tarnished by a kid who hasn't even grown facial hair properly."

Francis shook his head firmly, "We do no such thing. Using force against someone like him is like throwing eggs against a wall. We will be broken in the end. We have to act smart. If he wants to use his authority and strength against us, we have to use our brains against him." Letting out a smirk with an idea popped up in his head, he added, "And we will do just that. We'll make him understand that if he tries to take our head, we will make sure he will be left with no limbs."

"What are your orders, patriarch?" Asked the Grand Elder.

Francis Blood replied, "Grand Elder Alf, I need you to go to the treasury and retrieve some blood orbs."

"Elders, we are going to have a banquet in a couple of hours. I need everyone to get ready to work. We don't have much time. And fetch that brat right now."