Chapter 483: The Right Hand

The air was thick with anticipation. The challenge had been declared, and the Blackwood Empire stood on the edge of a new era. But before Classic could even process the full weight of his new role, I had one final move to make.

I stepped forward, my gaze sweeping across the hall. "A ruler is only as strong as the ones who stand beside him. Power, on its own, is nothing. It must be guided, sharpened, tested."

Classic remained still, but I could see the gears turning in his mind. He knew I wasn't done.

"Ethan Carter," I called, turning toward my most trusted confidant. "Step forward."

Ethan's expression didn't change, but there was a flicker of amusement in his eyes. He took a slow step forward, hands clasped behind his back, his presence commanding without effort.

"You have stood at my side for two decades. Watched, advised, eliminated threats before they even arose." I paused, letting my words sink in. "Now, you will stand at Classic's side."

A murmur rippled through the crowd. Classic tensed slightly, but I saw no protest in his stance.

"Ethan Carter is hereby appointed as Classic Blackwood's right hand. His word will carry the weight of my own. His loyalty is unquestioned, his mind unmatched. He will guide you as he once guided me."

I turned my gaze to Classic. "Learn from him, but do not depend on him. A ruler must trust his instincts, but a wise one knows when to listen."

Classic gave a slow nod, his expression unreadable.

Then I looked toward the ministers, the generals—those who thought they could manipulate the shifting power dynamics. "As for the assistant to the ruler…" I let my gaze settle on the young man who had served as Classic's closest aide. "You will answer to me now."

A sharp intake of breath. Even Ethan glanced at me with curiosity.

"You will remain in your position, but your reports will come directly to me," I said smoothly. "You will observe, you will document, and should anything fall out of place…" My gaze darkened just enough to send a clear message. "You will ensure I am the first to know."

The assistant swallowed hard but nodded.

With that, I turned back to Classic. "Your test has begun. Your allies have been chosen. Let's see if you are truly worthy of what you claim to be."

The weight of my words settled over him like a crown not yet earned.

Ethan chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "This will be… entertaining."

Classic met my gaze, his voice steady. "I won't fail."

I smirked, raising my glass once more.

"We'll see."