Beating the Third Prince

"Who would have guessed." Ezio sighed as he looked at his avatars. "I still can't believe Trader had this side of him."

"Every one of us excels in something, Main. His expertise is in dealing with people. After all, buying and selling is the art of reading people." Manny said.

"True. Although he doesn't talk much, he is the shrewdest of all of us." Alcy said.

Ezio was sitting on his seat next to the Little Princess, but in his mind, he was chatting with his avatars. On the day of the banquet, when he switched with Trader Ezio so he wouldn't lash out and gave away his cover, the Trader did something unexpected.

He let the Little Princess kiss him. Although he didn't use his Signiums often, nor did he cultivate like Anon and Manny, he was after all Ezio's avatar and could use his cultivation. He could have dodged and escaped when a little girl wanted to kiss him, but he didn't. Ezio, from his own eyes, could see what he was thinking. This was an opportunity.

At first, Ezio didn't understand but the rage inside Trader made him realize something. Avatars were, although different, the same as him. They all liked Aodhfionn as much as he did. He was also their master. And Trader Ezio was fuming with anger.

He also dealt with the aftermath. When Xiao Chen insisted on engagement, Trader spoke so convincingly, that Ezio thought he mistakenly summoned some other avatar. After all, Trader wouldn't answer anything unrelated to his expertise. But when switched, he was a master negotiator.

That incident led him to this wedding day. Where everything would end.

"Formy, how is it?" Ezio asked.

"The formation is still active. It is so high level." Formy said, amazed. "They can even pick up telepathic conversations, although they cannot tap into them, they can see who is talking to each other, and can actually lock the whole place down with a single command. It is beyond anything I have ever seen."

"How about the black spot?" Ezio asked.

"It is there alright. They haven't discovered it yet." Formy said with a smirk. "Although they have this fancy formation, the one controlling it is not adequate enough. They cannot stop me."

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Two hours after the banquet

"What the hell are you doing?" The Third Prince barged into Master Yontu's mansion in rage. Of course, he wasn't courageous enough to do it when the old monster was there. Adrian was following the man while he came there.

"What did I do?" Ezio said as he looked at him coldly. In the next second, he kicked the ground and an invisible barrier covered both of them. The Third Prince recognized the Qi fluctuation and looked around on alert.

"What is this?" He asked vigilantly.

"A little formation, my master placed," Ezio said as he sat on the table. He pointed to a chair for the Third Prince to sit on. "She was under some sort of spell."

"My sister?" He asked with a squint.

"Yes," Ezio answered as he leaned forward. Trader explained his plan, after Ezio was about to lash out. "Xiao Chen is using her to get close to my master. The only thing stopping them to take over the Kingdom by force is my master. And the only way to hold him down is me."

"How do you know?" The Third Prince asked.

"My master told me." Ezio lied easily. "I will kill Xiao Chen, that will not change. You hate him too, I know that, so are you going to work with me or not?"

"How are you going to do that? Will your master help?" The Third Prince asked.

"No. He can only hold back the others for a short while. For a reason, he cannot unleash his true power for the time being." Ezio said. "But I do have a plan."

"What is it?" The Third Prince asked after some thinking.

"The first thing you should know is, you cannot speak of this plan with anyone in any part of the capital. There is a formation in the city and the palace can tap into even telepathic conversations. They know when someone uses telepathy to speak to each other. Only this place is safe." Ezio said grimly.

"It is impossible." The Third Prince said.

"Let me tell you something I heard from a wise man." Ezio said, "Don't let the limits of a small Kingdom set your ceiling."

"Gee thanks." The Third Prince said, then closed his eyes. He opened them a full minute later as he pulled out a paper from his Spatial Ring. "This is an alphabet I came up with when I was small. No one beside me knows it. Do you think we can use it to deliver messages?"

Ezio took the paper and looked at the letters. There were thousands of them covering different sounds. Not only did he create a set of symbols, but the Third Prince was also working on Linguistic even. Which impressed him.

"Seems easy," Ezio said as he looked at the paper. While he was looking, Botty was writing everything on a piece of paper in the Mysterious Room. After he finished, he returned the paper.

"You got it?" The Third Prince asked in shock.

"Yup," Ezio smirked and pulled out a blank piece of paper. By copying from the Mysterious Room, he wrote down a full sentence.

"The Third Prince is a Siscon. Haha, funny." He read as he looked at Ezio bemused. "Seems like you really got it. I can't believe it. It took me years to come up with all these."

"Don't feel sorry, I am a genius," Ezio said with a smile as he patted his shoulder. "Now, I have to beat you up and kick you out of this hut, or Xiao Chen's spies will think we are planning something."

"Are you sure this is necessary?" The Third Prince asked.

"You barged in a very hostile manner. If I cannot beat you up, they will think I calmed you down. Then Xiao Chen will suspect I have a plan. We cannot let this happen." Ezio said with a devilish smile.

The guards outside were wondering what was going on when the door was flung open, and the sorry prince was thrown out with his face covered with blood.