The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 115

“Even if you take back your words, I won’t pretend nothing happened.”

Egbert’s toes pressed harder, and the cracking sound from the ribcage of the person beneath his foot didn’t cause any change in his calm expression.

The noblewoman who had previously viewed Su Li as a trade object unconsciously gripped her fan tighter, her knuckles turning pale.

Egbert’s eyes remained fixed on the person beneath his foot.

The nobleman, whose life was in Egbert’s hands, couldn’t detect any concern in those sky-blue eyes.

An insignificant person.

Even without saying it aloud, his actions constantly revealed that this man’s life or death held no importance to him whatsoever.

An indescribable fear surrounded everyone present.

The screams that nearly escaped the nobleman’s lips countless times were forcefully suppressed in his throat.

Until this seemingly endless torture was interrupted by someone nearby.

“What are you doing to Viscount Senwen!”

“If your eyesight is poor, I don’t mind helping you dig them out. Of course, I won’t be responsible for replacing them.” Egbert carelessly kicked the man beneath his foot.

The former Son of Light rarely cared about anything, except for matters related to Su Li.

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Useless, utterly useless. No strength to speak of, no intelligence whatsoever. In such circumstances, what gave this ignorant fool the courage to speak up?

Everyone in the banquet hall was shocked by this sudden incident. When they involuntarily turned their attention to this direction, the first person they saw wasn’t Egbert who had already caused bloodshed, but Su Li, who merely by standing there had created a void in the elemental energy around him.

The clever ones immediately connected the current situation with recent events, their expressions becoming hesitant, unsure whether to approach this area or not.

While fools immediately started pontificating, “Viscount Senwen is the most beloved youngest son of the Gabriel family head! How dare a mere country bumpkin harm a viscount!”

Having heard everything, Mavis pondered. “The phrase ‘most beloved’ should probably be in quotation marks. I’ve never seen a host family, knowing full well what the purpose was, play the role of someone seeking death.”

“I agree,” Su Li maintained his composure despite his racing heart as he faced this scene up close.

Su Li calmly observed the crowd gradually surrounding them.

With a clear understanding of his own abilities, Su Li knew very well how important it was for him to maintain the initiative.

If he couldn’t control the situation, his zero elemental affinity would only put him in a passive position.

While everyone’s attention was focused on them, Su Li casually walked to a table piled with wine glasses, took one, and leisurely strolled back to his original position.

During this time, everyone in the banquet hall was watching him intently.

Holding the wine glass, Su Li told Egbert in a calm voice, “Don’t kill him. Although banquets with their dazzling lights are often meaningless events, a banquet is still essentially a place for dining.”

“If someone dies in a dining place…”

Su Li approached Viscount Senwen with heavy footsteps—unusually heavy for an elementalist.

As the man cowered from Egbert’s gaze, not daring to protest with his eyes yet showing hostility toward Su Li, Su Li smiled slightly and raised his wine glass…

He poured all the wine over Viscount Senwen’s head.

His lips, appearing even more crimson against his fair skin, like they contained fresh blood, articulated word by word, “Too disgusting.”

Egbert removed his foot from Viscount Senwen’s chest.

Even Egbert understood that for Viscount Senwen, as a member of the host family, to come and provoke them without knowing anything about the situation was equivalent to him being abandoned.

The nobility wasn’t a unified peaceful group.

Especially a mere viscount.

Since the Gabriel family currently belonged to the Grand Justice’s faction, the fact that Senwen was acting so recklessly could only mean that one of his parents—either his father or mother—must be opposed to the Grand Justice’s faction.

That old man didn’t care how the younger generation lived; he only cared about achieving his own goals.

A month after the Pope’s death, someone who still couldn’t recognize the current situation and wasn’t valuable enough to be used…

It would be better to eliminate such a person early.

Su Li had already figured this out when that talkative noble mentioned that Senwen was one of the host family’s children.

Although he had already planned how to get back some of what he deserved from the Grand Justice, Su Li still looked down at Viscount Senwen lying on the ground.

Su Li said nothing, just gave a light chuckle.

But this laugh seemed to say everything, containing endless mockery without a single word.

When it came to provoking people, Su Li considered his ability to be at least in the middle range, if not slightly below.

Therefore, when Viscount Senwen struggled to get up and tried to launch an elemental attack at him, the perfectly coordinated Mavis not only intercepted the attack before it hit Su Li but also blasted a huge crater in the empty space behind Viscount Senwen.

Viscount Senwen’s eyes bulged in shock, but what truly astonished him wasn’t the attack that would have killed him had it hit.

What he truly couldn’t believe was…

“A Dark elementalist!” Viscount Senwen shouted, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Others who had previously considered themselves clever also felt a sense of crisis at this sudden change.

Everyone knew that after the king had been assassinated and fell into a coma recently, many long-established noble families in the Inner City had been completely wiped out by Dark elementalists from the Dark Church.

Therefore, the sudden appearance of a Dark elementalist at the banquet hall, and what this represented, could give rise to numerous interpretations.

Almost instantly, those quick-witted formed a unified concept in their minds.

Could this banquet be Gabriel’s attempt, in alliance with the Dark Church, to conduct a major purge of all nobles?

But after this thought occurred to them, they looked at Viscount Senwen with blood at the corners of his mouth, several broken ribs in his chest, and the huge crater behind him…

They then swallowed this speculation back down.

Even for the “most beloved” viscount to be beaten to such a state… who would still believe they could be cooperating?

If it wasn’t to purge the nobility, then only one major possibility remained.

“Are the Dark elementalists planning to launch a full-scale attack on the Inner City nobles?” someone asked with a grave expression.

Another person who had expected something profound from the grave-faced speaker rolled his eyes and scorned, “Idiot, can’t you see that the Dark elementalist has been standing half a step behind that young man the whole time?”

“What does that mean?”

“What else could it mean? Just a controlled dog.”

But the speaker’s expression was extremely solemn, and when Mavis’s gaze casually turned toward him, a large bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He couldn’t help but step back, trying to hide himself in the crowd.

Though he called her a dog, in reality, everyone knew she was a fierce beast that could hunt them down at any moment.

Viscount Senwen’s strength wasn’t weak—after all, he was the “most beloved viscount” of the Gabriel family head. The concentration of resources could make a person’s strength increase far faster than natural growth.

His strength was at least above average among those attending this banquet.

However, he had no power to resist against the white-robed man.

And now, the woman who had casually blasted a huge crater behind him might even be stronger than the white-robed man…

They would die if they dared to provoke them, they would definitely die.

An indescribable fear gripped their hearts, but what broke through it all was the young man they had hastily labeled as useless.

“Don’t kill anyone, okay?” Su Li tilted his head, a movement that caused the raven perched on one side of his shoulder to unconsciously rub against his face.

Everything about the scene appeared extremely pleasant—those green eyes as fresh as a natural forest, and the pure black raven, unable to bring any pressure to bear on anyone.

He seemed like nothing more than an ordinary young man.

Yet he was able to maintain this state while saying, “Don’t. Kill. Anyone. Okay?”

“No matter who they are, it would be very troublesome if they died here.”

Despite saying this, there was no trace of worry on his face, which was beautiful enough to astonish several people. It was as if he were indicating—even if a few people died randomly among so many, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

Perhaps what would truly cause this young man some slight concern would be if everyone died here.

The fate of the crowd wouldn’t inspire the deepest despair. What was most terrifying was that no one knew which person in the crowd might suddenly be chosen and then killed outright.

Fear spread silently.

Yet ironically, none of those trying to break the deadlock believed they could bypass the dual defense of Egbert and Mavis to harm Su Li, who stood between them.

“Cough.” An elderly voice sounded.

The crowd that had gathered together silently opened a path for passage.

“It’s Grand Duke Gabriel!” someone exclaimed.

Su Li then looked at the somewhat familiar face and suddenly recalled the image of him holding the Pope and weeping.

Of the three Grand Dukes of Amikbi, two were competitors of the King in his youth, while the third, though rising to Grand Duke through his own abilities, maintained a delicately neutral position.

Grand Duke Gabriel was the man who had held the Pope and wept when he first arrived, and was also one of the people who had seized the King and Ophelia when the Pope died.

Not surprisingly, this Grand Duke seemed to be cooperating with the Queen, but they weren’t entirely aligned.

Besides, the Grand Justice had now entered the arena.

Su Li didn’t care who would ultimately take the throne; he only needed to know that the Grand Duke and the Grand Justice were now in the same boat.

Su Li narrowed his eyes at the benevolent-looking man.

Grand Duke Gabriel looked at him and said, “You shouldn’t have treated Senwen this way, at the very least.”

Whether Viscount Senwen was moved to tears, Su Li didn’t know, but the man who had once called him waste now had something pinned down—not his chest, but his—

Head.