Colonial Suit

"Them!?" King Eric's pupils contracted sharply, and he stood up from his seat.

At that moment, he suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura, like a storm surge, sweeping in all directions.

The entire dance floor fell silent in an instant, everyone staring in horror at their king, this man who usually seemed like an ordinary monarch suddenly transformed into a bloodthirsty beast. This enormous change stunned them all.

In the dance floor, only Avril and Jules were still dancing gracefully, without music, yet just as calm and natural...

"They shouldn't be here, we had an agreement." King Eric's cloak moved without wind, he said, looking at the old man beside him.

"Yes, Your Majesty, but that agreement was based on three conditions: the guardian god of T6, Lord Hensel, the intervention of the Fifth World, and your combat power." The old man hesitated, then said bitterly. "But I just received news that Lord Hensel... has fallen..."

"That's impossible!" The Sea King's eyes narrowed, emitting a dangerous aura. "Lord Hensel is a great Meteor-class warrior, although this year is the last year of his life, as long as he doesn't want to, who can kill him?"

"It was Lumberk." The old man's mouth twitched, and a tear flowed from his eye. "It was Lord Lumberk, he lured Lord Hensel into a trap and then perished together with Lord Hensel. This news has been confirmed by multiple sources, there is no mistake."

"Lord Hensel..." King Eric closed his eyes in pain.

Hearing Lumberk's name, he no longer doubted the old man's words. In fact, many people knew about the feud between Lumberk and Hensel. But no one had ever imagined such an ending. Two Meteor-class warriors actually perished together on a strange planet, and many people would sigh for them.

"Then what about the Fifth World's intervention?"

"This is what I was about to report to you." The old man took a deep breath, a trace of paleness appearing on his face. "Just now, several Fifth World families related to us sent messages, all stating that they would stop intervening. And vaguely hinting that a Super-class powerhouse had spoken, even if Camille was destroyed, no one would care."

"........, a bunch of weathercocks." A flash of ferocity appeared in King Eric's eyes, but he didn't say much. Even Lord Hensel had fallen, so it was normal for the Fifth World to stop protecting them. Moreover, a Super-class powerhouse had spoken.

Super-class powerhouse was a general term for those above the Meteor-class. Eric couldn't imagine why these high and mighty figures would be interested in his small planet. But there was no doubt that he would not receive any assistance. Figures above the Meteor-class were enough to suppress a star field. Even the Fifth World could be ignored.

Could it be that his Camille planet was also going to be involved in this great chaos sweeping across the star field?

Eric sighed inwardly. "Emily, what should I do? I... I'm about to fail to protect your home..."

Just then, another servant ran into the hall and said a few words to the Sea King. King Eric waved his hand weakly.

"Since they're already here, let them in."

"Yes." The servant responded respectfully, then ran out quickly.

Soon, the wooden doors of the hall swung open. Several figures walked in.

These were five warriors filled with murderous aura, all wearing simple black combat suits. The one in front was thin, but with a cruel smile on his face. A huge scar slashed diagonally across, ruining his entire face, making him look extremely ferocious. Behind him followed four men with equally cold smiles. Undisguisedly looking down on everyone present.

Compared to the others, they had no elegance, let alone temperament. But the fierce aura they constantly exuded seemed to remind everyone that they were the real powerhouses. No matter how noble the people present were, in their eyes they were no different from lambs to the slaughter.

The group walked through the crowd as if no one was there, and went directly to Eric.

The scar-faced man at the front smiled, the scar on his face twitching like an earthworm.

"Eric, long time no see."

"Carson." Eric took a deep breath, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "I didn't expect you to come too..."

"How could I not come?" The scars on Carson's face twitched even more violently, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes. "I've always remembered you, and to keep your kindness in mind, I didn't even fix this face. Look, is the scar on it still the same as the one you made back then?"

"Carson..." Eric sighed. "That was a long time ago. And I didn't provoke you back then, you were the one who wanted to lay your hands on Camille."

"I'm not arguing with you about who's right and wrong." Carson interrupted Eric, a ferocious smile rising on his face. "For us mercenaries, reason is spoken with the barrel of a gun. You defeated me last time, and I have nothing to say. But this time..."

"You won't win this time either." Eric waved his hand. "Tell me, what is your purpose in coming to Camille. If you want this planet, I will not agree."

His words revealed an unspeakable domineering aura, and King Eric displayed his kingly demeanor at this moment. Although his voice was not loud, it carried an indescribable majesty.

Unfortunately, he was not facing ordinary people. Carson didn't even blink, and shook his head with a sneer. "Eric, you're old. You still can't recognize the situation. But I don't bother to argue with you, look at this."

As he spoke, he threw a piece of paper at Eric's feet.

The white-haired old man next to him picked it up tremblingly, and then handed it to Eric. Eric's expression changed as soon as he glanced at it.

"You're forcing me!"

The information on the paper was very simple. It was an order from the T6 space station, jointly signed by the Death Mercenaries and the Star Pirates. It meant that from now on, the entire T6 would enter a state of martial law. The Death Mercenaries and the Star Pirates had the power to intervene in the affairs of any planet and obtain temporary control. At the same time, it required all forces in the star field to jointly search for a mercenary named Blood瞳.

Eric would not object to the joint search. But handing over control of the planet crossed his bottom line.

Camille was not big and did not have many resources. But this planet was the home of his beloved wife, Emily. He had long sworn that no matter what happened, he would protect this planet. This was the promise he made to his wife before she died.

And he knew very well who the Death Mercenaries and the Star Pirates were. If this planet was handed over to them, the only thing they could bring was plunder and death. Because no one believed that they could occupy this star field forever. When the universe mercenaries made a comeback, their only option would be to escape. Before escaping, they would definitely squeeze this planet dry.

Camille didn't have any remarkable resources, but it had the most famous race in the entire T6, the Camille mermaids. These beautiful and charming girls had always been hot commodities in the slave market. With the habits of the Death Mercenaries and the Star Pirates, Eric could almost imagine the tragic situation after they controlled this planet.

That would be extinction and destruction... the wailing and demise of the mermaids.

"I will not agree." Eric stared intently at Carson's eyes. Without concealing the layers of killing intent. "This is Emily's planet. If you want to occupy it, then step over my dead body."

"You are so stubborn..."

Seeing Eric's toughness, Carson was not angry, but instead smiled triumphantly. "I knew you would make such a choice. That's why I came. I'm also a Meteor-class, and I've never relaxed for so long, but you've slacked off. I wonder if His Majesty Sea King Eric still has the strength he used to have?"

"No matter what, it's enough to deal with you." Eric's eyes narrowed slightly. A dangerous cold light flashed in the gap.

"No, no, no..." Carson shrugged his shoulders. "Great King, I have no intention of offending your majesty. In fact, it's enough for me to keep you busy, and my companions will naturally make you surrender."

"Although they are not as good as me, they have all reached the Apprentice level. If they do whatever they want on your planet, can you still fight me in peace? Camille mermaids... hahahaha, I've always wanted to taste them."

Carson laughed wildly as if no one else was there, and his crazy look made all the nobles feel terrified. As he laughed, several apprentice star pirates also laughed wildly, their eyes unscrupulously scanning the girls in the field.

Soon, their eyes focused on Avril and Jules, who were still dancing.

At this moment, everyone in the field was shocked by their lewd power. Only these two were still dancing gracefully. Their movements were elegant and gentle. Giving people a sense of ethereal beauty. Just like the princess and prince in a fairy tale. Especially Avril, who perfectly combined weakness and nobility, arousing a desire for conquest.

The laughter of several star pirates stagnated, revealing undisguisedly greedy eyes.

"Camille mermaid?"

"Carson, if you dare to touch her, I will never let you go." Eric also noticed the eyes of several star pirates and said in a deep voice.

It was a pity that, to this day, his deterrent power had no effect on Carson. The other party even had the leisure to look back at him, revealing a teasing look.

"Don't let me go... so what?"

As he spoke, the four apprentice star pirates, like bloodthirsty beasts, suddenly pounced on Avril in the field. While their bodies were still in the air, sets of armor had already emerged from the void and directly covered them...

They laughed wildly, their eyes flashing with greedy light. Looking at Avril and Jules as if they were looking at two wailing sheep.

"Bang!"