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Denton pulled out an ancient silk cloth from his pocket, roughly the size of a handkerchief.
Upon the cloth, threads of gold and silver outlined a topographical map, with characters
embroidered that read: “The King’s Treasure Map.”
Seeing the silk map in Denton’s hand, the eyes of Tristan and the three presbyters in the hall
gleamed with excitement.
The material of the silk, an artifact from ancient times, made it clear that this was no counterfeit
Treasure Map.
The realization that they were looking at the Treasure Map coveted by everyone in Eldoria stirred a
torrent of emotions within them.
Without hesitation, Tristan rose from his grand seat and ordered one of the martialists and disciples
of Star Gate, “Quickly, bring that map to me!
“Yes, Mr. McLean, responded one of the martialists, who then approached Denton to retrieve the
Treasure Map and promptly presented it to Tristan.
Tristan’s face betrayed his excitement as he examined the Treasure Map. His eyes sparkled with
unrestrained joy.
The three presbyters–Tiger, Phoenix, and Steve–also stood from their seats, eagerly leaning in to
catch a glimpse of the Treasure Map in Tristan’s hand.
Although the names of some mountains on the map differed from the modern–day names, these
discrepancies could be studied in detailter.
What mattered most was that the treasure map was now in his possession.
Should Star Gate locate the King’s Treasure, it would amass wealth rivaling that of any power in the
Eldoria.
This treasure could elevate Star Gate to the top sect in Eldoria, guaranteeing prosperity for
centuries to
Tristan carefully folded the Treasure Map and tucked it into his pocket.
“Denton, by offering the Treasure Map to our sect, you’ve done an immense service, Tristan said, a
smile. forming on his face. “From today onwards, you are the Fourth Presbyter of Star Gate!”
Denton, however, was skeptical. He couldn’t believe that Tristan would be so generous as to
elevate him to the position of the Fourth Presbyter of Star Gate.
In his opinion, there must be a hidden agenda.
With a respectful bow, Denton replied, “Mr. McLean, I’m deeply honored. However, I’m well aware
of my limited martial arts and feel inadequate to assume the role of a presbyter.
“Moreover, I offered the treasure map to our sect out of gratitude, not seeking any rewards in return.
So, I kindly request you to reconsider.”
Tristan responded, “Denton, gifting the Treasure Map to the sect is a monumental contribution. It’s
only natural for you to be a presbyter.
“Your martial arts is irrelevant in this context. Or are you implying that you’re too good for the
position?” “If so, I promise that once I step down as the leader, you’ll be the sessor of Star
Gate.”
Denton was taken aback
Though Tristan hinted at the possibility of Denton seeding him as the leader of Stur Gate,
Denton way fully aware that he was older than Tristan.
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By the time he’d reach his life’s end, Tristan might still be very much alive.
Hence, Denton saw Tristan’s promise more as an offhand remark rather than a sincere offer.
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“I believe there’s been a misunderstanding, Mr. McLean, Denton began, trying to rify his position.
“I have no desire to take credit for my actions or to cover the position of presbyter. I merely wish to
return to Oakhaven and live out my remaining days in peace…
But before he could finish, Tristan interrupted him sharply, “Denton, if you refuse the position of
presbyter today, to keep the secret of the treasure map, Star Gate might have no choice but to
eliminate
you.
“The decision is yours: ept the position or face the consequences.”
Gazing into Tristan’s menacing eyes, Denton realized that declining the offer wasn’t an option.
He recognized that Tristan’s insistence wasn’t truly about wanting him as a presbyter, but more
about keeping him under close watch, akin to a prisoner.
However, the fact that Tristan hadn’t immediately executed him was unexpected.
What’s more, Denton worried that if he outright refused, not only would Tristan possibly get him, but
the entire Carter family might be at risk.
After much deliberation, Denton felt cornered and bowed respectfully to Tristan. Tm deeply grateful
for your generous offer, Mr. McLean,” he said, trying to mask his reservations. “I ept the position
of presbyter for Star Gate.”
A broad smile instantly spread across Tristan’s face. He let out a heartyugh. “Hahaha! Finally,
you’ve agreed, Denton! Congrattions on bing the new presbyter of Star Gate!”
“Bring out the wine!” he boomed with enthusiasm. “Let’s toast to our new presbyter!”
Upon hismand, two female disciples of Star Gate, dressed in long white robes, promptly
entered, cach carrying a tray of red wine sses.
One disciple held a single ss on her tray, destined for Denton, while the other carried three
sses, intended for Tristan and the other presbyters.
Tristan and the three presbyters each took a ss from the tray.
“You may leave now,” Tristan told the disciples, who nodded in acknowledgment and left the hall.
Tristan exchanged knowing nces with the three presbyters, each of their eyes glinting with
cunning- Denton saw this and grew suspicious.
It struck him as odd that the moment Tristan called for wine, two female disciples immediately
appeared with sses.
This must’ve been prenned.
What heightened his suspicions further was that his wine was separate from the other four.
Something wasn’t adding up.
Denton grew increasingly convinced that his wine was poisoned.
“Presbyter Denton,” Tristan said with a jubnt smile, raising his ss. “To your new position at Star
Gate! Cheers!
Presbyter Tiger, along with Phoenix and Steve, also raised their sses with grinning faces,
chorusing, “Congrattions, Presbyter Denton!”
However, Denton didn’t pick up the wine in front of him, “Mr. McLean, respected presbyters,” he
began, 1 regret to inform you that due to a longstanding ailment. I’ve abstained from alcohol for
many years. hope you’ll understand.”
Tiger shot back with a mocking tone, “It’s a simple toast to celebrate your new role, Denton. It’s
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“Well then, Presbyter Tiger, perhaps you can drink on my behalf,” Denton suggested, pointing to the
wine meant for him, T’d be deeply grateful.”
Indignant, Tiger responded sharply, “How dare you! It’s a toast from Mr. McLean, and no one can
substitute. This is pure disrespect!”
Just then, Denton noticed a small dog wandering by the grand hall entrance.
He beckoned it over with a series of soft, enticing sounds. The dog, tail wagging and tongue out,
approached him expectantly, waiting for a treat.
Everyone watched in confusion, not understanding Denton’s intent.
Seizing the opportunity, Denton took the wine meant for him and crouched down, gently petting the
dog’s head and offering it a sip.
The dog, without hesitation, took a few licks.
But momentster, to everyone’s horror, the dog copsed, convulsing in pain, letting out distressed
whimpers, and ultimately lying motionless with foam at its mouth.
Denton calmly poured out the remaining wine and returned the empty ss to the tray.
With a mocking smile, he said, looking straight at Tristan and Tiger, “So this is how you congratte
me
on my new position? Seems more like you’re trying to send me off to the afterlife!”
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