Chapter 144: The Converging Views on Marriage between the Undead Tribe and Saral Nobles

The air fleet of Saral was composed of six huge ships.

They formed a triangular formation in the sky.

On the leading King's Ship that Fran had personally built, William, too, was watching the live broadcast of the Undead Tribe and laughing happily.

He sat in a place akin to the King's Hall, where no oil paintings were hung.

After all, he was surrounded by dozens of Great Nobility who were High-level Professionals.

William had no desire to listen to the monologues of these folks; after all, those from the Great Nobility who remained after his several purges generally wouldn't pose any problems.

Even those from Obastian were just fools or bad seeds, not traitors to the nation.

"Is it good for the Undead Tribe to expose this matter? What if those spies become vigilant?" asked Spencer, who was sitting to the side.

The new Captain of the Guard, too, looked at his king, eager to nab the culprits now. Those who dared not to enter the hall definitely had something to hide!