Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 422 Fashion Flow

Arbitration Director?

This elderly man—is he the Arbitration Director of the Roman Court, a role that hasn’t surfaced in centuries?

The very existence of the Roman Court and its priestly researchers is astonishing and bewildering.

You must understand that centuries ago, within the Church, the only true Great Emperor was considered supreme equality!

At the time, the Roman Court’s influence spanned all of Europe, and its spokesperson wielded power in the shadows. Who knows how much blood was spilled from their sweeping decrees!

Now, having entered an era of supposed peace, everyone believes that centuries-old figures like them are either dead or have vanished!

I thought he had always resided in the Vatican—the Roman Court remaining the core of dominance!

Under sacred ideologies, in the wake of the Great Emperor’s decline, there remains a strong individual personality among the priests like Erwasnyder, all of whom led other researchers with fervor akin to worship. One of them knelt devoutly and declared: "Hail the adult Arbitration Manager!"

"Heavens, this breath—it’s as if the Roman Court has fallen today!"

Sheikh squinted, reading the expressions of all the clergy before him, and then turned to remorse.

But even regret carries the stench of assassins, making the clergy’s demeanor reek with foreboding—an ominous taste of blood so pervasive that it numbs awareness....

After all, the Arbitration and the Roman Court represent the darkest of mechanisms. Their heresy trials were not merely executions but the very sources of corruption!

Yet, Margaret did not show any fear of menaced authority. Instead, her expression remained composed as she knelt devoutly with anticipation, asking, "Honorable Arbitration Director, have you received the message?"

"A message? Are you referring to Alex’s death?" the elderly man faintly inquired.

"Yes! It is the Pope’s undoing!" Margaret immediately nodded.

Hearing this, the old man sighed involuntarily, "Ah! To think that in a century’s time, the world has changed so drastically—even Alex... until his death. It’s said he perished by the hand of..." Fashion?

Once again, the elderly man fixed his gaze on Margaret.

Gregory Teton began to tremble slightly as a profound, unprecedented pressure weighed upon him. Sheikh seemed ill at ease, confirming that the weight of these words had settled.

And yet he dared not hold back, speaking carefully: "My lord, as the Great Emperor stated in his letter, Alex perished at the hands of this so-called heretical force. But through history, the strongest Demons—the ones said to be the apex—remain. The Great Emperor gathered ten supreme warriors and tried to eliminate them, but not only did it fail, the price was his family!"

Here, Gregory slowly raised his head to glance at the elderly man.

Whether it was the letter handed to the elder in the past or the narrative today, Margaret seemed to conceal her innermost intensity, leaving much unsaid while alluding to Yang....

Sheikh observed intently, waiting for a response!

This adult Arbitration Manager had always embodied the same strength as the doctrines of the Church. Having stepped into peace, they faded into divine withdrawal, seeding their influence along the peripheries.

To this day, observers wondered if the adult Arbitration could break through the supreme boundaries!

If successful, Yang would face no obstacles in revitalizing the Roman Court, rising more formidable than ever before!

But if not, this time the Vatican may face its life-or-death tribulation!

When Sheikh heard Margaret’s words, his body subtly shuddered, signaling an abrupt shift of intent in the assassin. Yet oddly, he shook his head, smirking ever so slightly. He even muttered mockingly: "Must heresy be excised entirely at this moment? Is that progress?"

"Return to the masters—they will confirm that heretics have already uncovered relics tied to the century-long tale of opening the Fairy realm. The time approaches; let us wait until—"

"No!"

Before Margaret could complete her sentence, the elder spoke grimly: "Relatives, companions, or not—a heretic remains a heretic. If they refuse to surface on their own, then eliminate them all together!"

........

Within the Yang Family manor.

Ever since returning from Alice Island and Ganyuan, Yu and Ren had been diligently seeking David out daily for advice and guidance.

Although both had pivoted entirely to Yang’s Taoist path—one of mystical practice—

David, in his behavior and strength as a God-level master at his peak, remained overwhelmingly superior in both experience and sheer presence.

Thus, every consultation with David was immensely beneficial!

But on this particular day, the trio chose not to meditate. Instead, they lingered in the courtyard outside the room.

For today was a day of magical significance!

"His wife practices the Xuannu Sword technique. Though her strength is nascent, her foundation is incredibly potent—we must not grow complacent!"

The atmosphere rippled under that commanding tone, accompanied by a faint chuckle....

"Indeed! Her progress this time, alongside his wife, has brought her to the cusp of the Innate level. Although it still lags behind Miss Alice’s peak, the gap isn’t far!

The two of them—"

"Where?"

The sudden voice struck like a dagger, causing David’s heart to clench tightly!

It wasn’t just the sheer volume of the voice but the penetrating force that seemed to destabilize their very thoughts! freewebnøvel_com

Not to mention the oppressive aura now enveloping every corner of the Yang Family estate—a telltale sign of an assassin!

This foe was no ordinary enemy but a truly terrifying one!

Instantly, without hesitation, Yu and Ren both acted. Their feet pressed firmly to the ground before leaping toward the Yang manor gates in unison.

Upon arrival, they were greeted by two individuals adorned in the official garb of the Roman Court. Standing at the entrance to the hall, their presence alone made a chilling impression.

One wore a crimson gown with a red coronet, appearing about forty years old!

However, Yu Yuan’s gaze instinctively ignored this figure!

For beside the crimson-robed man stood another—a figure garbed in an ancient, black robe, whose mere aura seemed to erode their resolve!

Clearly, he was the one called the heretical leader in whispers—the figure behind the Dark Cardinal!

As tension thickened, unsuspecting onlookers began gathering, drawn by this unusual spectacle. And yet seeing this ominous black-robed figure—

Another whisper of doubt rippled as Yun Ren spoke sharply: "And you, who have dared to provoke Mr. Yang?"

"I am Margaret, once among the top three leaders of the Roman Court and current Arbitration Director at Saint Minic University. We are here for—......."

Margaret didn’t wait for the elders to continue. Instead, the Saint Minic Arbitration Director directly declared: "Are you questioning heresy? The heretical leader must be dealt with—securing the Roman Court’s realm of justice!"

Saint Minic’s body suddenly exuded a massive, oppressive aura, pressing down inexorably on Yu Ren and the rest.

The Roman Court?

The Saint Minic Arbitration Director?

Both Yu Garden disciples felt the suffocating oppressiveness emanating from Saint Minic, their expressions instantly darkening....

Neither had anticipated the Roman Court’s decisive move. Instead of covert manipulation, as David had speculated earlier, they had sent one of their most formidable figures!

Even after the apparent fall of the Roman Great Emperor, their might endured!

There wasn’t time to reflect further—at the core of the city, where ordinary lives gathered, this Saint Minic had already made his fatal stance!

All under the watchful, furrowed brows of Margaret.

Though this seemed to unfold under orders, from the onset, Peace Saint Minic sought to anchor his Arbitration Court’s presence via the Roman Court’s shadowy grip over Europe—and reclaim the echoes of the ’90s, when supreme adjudication ruled!

In truth, this whole situation was but a product of his direct scheming!

And yet, what place was this?

Here stood the world’s second-largest political entity, uniting harmonized nations under its vast dominion—a Great Country watching over the region like a tiger!

The Roman Court, after years of dormant obscurity, dared emerge on this mysterious eastern shore!

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