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Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 289: Start of the Banquet · Oct 05, 2026

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251 Chapter 251: A Hidden City 2026-10-05
252 Chapter 252: Callie Bringer 2026-10-05
253 Chapter 253: Old Saintess 2026-10-05
254 Chapter 254: Inheritance Tower 2026-10-05
255 Chapter 255: Bloodline Surpassing A Progenitor? 2026-10-05
256 Chapter 256: Bloodline Treasure 2026-10-05
257 Chapter 257: Source Bloodline 2026-10-05
258 Chapter 258: Betrayal Means Death 2026-10-05
259 Chapter 259: Inheritance 2026-10-05
260 Chapter 260: Miracle 2026-10-05
261 Chapter 261: A Path Unique to Max 2026-10-05
262 Chapter 262: Benefits of Inheritance 2026-10-05
263 Chapter 263: Dragon Scales Transformation 2026-10-05
264 Chapter 264: Good to have Someone Else Do the Small Things 2026-10-05
265 Chapter 265: History of Nulls 2026-10-05
266 Chapter 266: History of Ascendants 2026-10-05
267 Chapter 267: All Skills at Legendary Rank 2026-10-05
268 Chapter 268: Third Condition 2026-10-05
269 Chapter 269: To The West 2026-10-05
270 Chapter 270: Sun Palace 2026-10-05
271 Chapter 271: Resting Chamber 2026-10-05
272 Chapter 272: Illusion of Bloodline 2026-10-05
273 Chapter 273: Rumors 2026-10-05
274 Chapter 274: Her Feelings 2026-10-05
275 Chapter 275: Arrival 2026-10-05
276 Chapter 276: Exploded 2026-10-05
277 Chapter 277: A Punch 2026-10-05
278 Chapter 278: Aelricʼs True Strength 2026-10-05
279 Chapter 279: Slaps 2026-10-05
280 Chapter 280: Overwhelming Power 2026-10-05
281 Chapter 281: Soul Weapon 2026-10-05
282 Chapter 282: Fearful Anton 2026-10-05
283 Chapter 283: Secret Hideout 2026-10-05
284 Chapter 284: Truth 2026-10-05
285 Chapter 285: A bit of talk 2026-10-05
286 Chapter 286: Leaving Alice 2026-10-05
287 Chapter 287: Meeting Crown Prince Aelric 2026-10-05
288 Chapter 288: Meeting Amelia and Revenna 2026-10-05
289 Chapter 289: Start of the Banquet 2026-10-05
290 Chapter 290: Significance of Mourning Depths 2026-10-05
291 Chapter 291: Must for Seeker Rank 2026-10-05
292 Chapter 292: Branch of the Black Lotus Guild 2026-10-05
293 Chapter 293: Divine Palace 2026-10-05
294 Chapter 294: Bone Frame 2026-10-05
295 Chapter 295: Infernal Demon Tattoo 2026-10-05
296 Chapter 296: Into the Divine Palace 2026-10-05
297 Chapter 297: Palace Master Hugh 2026-10-05
298 Chapter 298: Making a fool one self 2026-10-05
299 Chapter 299: Reason 2026-10-05
300 Chapter 300: Azula 2026-10-05

Chapter 289: Start of the Banquet

Max felt the weight of their gazes—Aelric, Amelia, Revenna, and Jack—all waiting for an explanation.

For the truth.

But he only shrugged.

”Honestly, I donʼt know either.”

It was the truth—at least partially.

His ”betrayal” had been declared for him, not by him.

He never chose to turn against the Phoenix Order Guild.

Yet, here he was—labeled as a traitor.

Aelric studied him for a moment, then patted his shoulder lightly.

”Well, donʼt think too much about it.”

His voice carried genuine warmth.

”Whatever happened, youʼre my friend, and youʼre always welcome here.”

Max met his gaze.

There was no doubt, no hesitation in Aelricʼs words.

A small smile touched Maxʼs lips.

”Thanks.”

Just as the conversation settled, a new wave of whispers spread through the Grand Chamber.

It started as a ripple, quiet murmurs spreading like wildfire—

Then, it exploded into hushed awe.

”Look, the top five guilds, the four super families… theyʼre all arriving together.”

”Theyʼre being led by the King himself.”

Maxʼs eyes shifted toward the entrance.

And what he saw—

Was power.

The large golden doors of the Grand Chamber opened wide, revealing a procession of powerful figures.

Groups of men and women, some Max recognized, some he didnʼt.

They moved with absolute authority, each step exuding confidence.

And at the very front of them—

Was a man who stole the presence of the entire room.

A middle-aged man, his golden hair flowing past his shoulders like a lionʼs mane, led the entire procession.

His aura was overwhelming—an invisible force of dominance radiating from him.

Just standing there, he felt like the sun itself—a force of unshakable power.

Magnar Dragomir.

The King of the West.

The man who had single-handedly united the entire Western Region under his command.

He ruled not just with strength, but with absolute authority.

And now—

He had arrived.

As Magnar Dragomir strode into the Grand Chamber, Max felt something stir deep within him.

It wasnʼt just the overwhelming aura of the man—

No, it was something else.

Something familiar.

Something ancient.

And then it hit him—

A bloodline pressure.

It was faint, barely noticeable, and yet—Max recognized it immediately.

ʼThis is… some kind of Dragon Bloodline.ʼ

His thoughts sharpened, his gaze subtly locking onto the King.

It made sense.

A ruler as powerful as Magnar Dragomir—someone who united an entire region—

Would have a bloodline beyond normal humans.

ʼSo, the Royal Family of the West possesses a Royal Dragon Bloodline…?ʼ

It was a logical conclusion.

But then—Maxʼs gaze shifted.

He turned to Aelric, studying him closely.

And the more he thought about it—

The more something felt off.

Aelric was the Crown Prince.

The direct son of the King of the West.

Which meant—he should have the same bloodline.

And yet—

Max had never sensed even a trace of it from him.

No dragonic pressure.

No hidden aura.

Nothing.

ʼThatʼs strange.ʼ

Maxʼs mind worked quickly, piecing together possibilities.

There was only one logical explanation—

ʼMaybe… his bloodline is like Aliceʼs.

Dormant.

Unawakened.ʼ

It was the only thing that made sense.

And if that was true, then—

ʼThereʼs more to Aelric than meets the eye.ʼ

Max glanced at him again, curiosity burning in his chest.

Because if Aelricʼs bloodline truly hadnʼt awakened yet…

Then when it finally did—

What kind of power would he unlock?

As Max stood there, contemplating Aelricʼs mysterious bloodline, a sudden chill crawled up his spine.

A presence.

A sharp, unmistakable killing intent locked onto him—

Cold. Calculated. Focused solely on him.

His instincts flared, his body automatically tensing as his senses expanded.

ʼWho…?ʼ

His first thought—

Aurelia.

She was the one who had tried to kill him before.

But when his gaze swept across the Grand Chamber, searching for her figure…

He didnʼt find her.

Instead—

His eyes landed on a group of figures standing in the shadows, near the corner of the hall.

A group of black-robed individuals stood silently, watching the gathering from a distance.

Their attire—dark, heavy cloaks with hoods covering their faces—

Was eerily similar to the Black Lotus Guild.

But Max knew immediately.

They werenʼt from Black Lotus.

They were from the Monarch.

The assassins. The shadows.

The ones who had hunted him relentlessly.

And now—they were here.

Max narrowed his eyes.

ʼThey were also invited?ʼ

At first, it shocked him.

Why would the West invite a power like the Monarch?

But after thinking about it, it made sense.

ʼThey are currently the strongest power on the continent.ʼ

Even if they were ruthless—even if they were feared and despised—

Their power was undeniable.

And in a gathering like this, where all the major forces had assembled—

The Monarchʼs presence meant only one thing.

They werenʼt here just as guests.

They were here to remind everyone who truly ruled from the shadows.

And judging by the killing intent locked onto him—

They had noticed him too.

Just as the tension thickened, an explosive laugh shattered the weight in the air.

”Hahaha! Magnar, how have you been?”

The voice was bold, unrestrained, carrying an undeniable air of confidence.

Maxʼs gaze snapped toward the entrance, his curiosity piqued—

And then, a knowing smile spread across his face.

He recognized them instantly.

A group of new arrivals strode into the Grand Chamber, their movements unhurried, yet commanding absolute attention.

At the very front stood a tall, rugged man—his hair a mix of dark and deep red, his sharp red eyes carrying a depth of wisdom and battle-hardened experience.

Envoy Lucas.

Behind him were several individuals, each exuding a powerful aura, dressed in distinctive uniforms not belonging to any faction in Valora Continent.

They were from the Lost Continent.

A force unlike any other.

And seeing them—

King Magnarʼs face immediately brightened.

”Lucas, I was just waiting for you!”

His deep laughter rumbled as he strode forward, arms open—

The two men embraced like old friends, slapping each otherʼs backs with camaraderie.

Max observed them closely, a light frown forming on his face.

He had known about Envoy Lucas for a long time.

But he never realized—

The Envoy and the King of the West were this close.

ʼThis isnʼt just a casual meeting.ʼ

Their familiarity wasnʼt something built in a day.

Then it clicked.

Every three years, an Envoy from the Lost Continent visited Valora.

Their primary purpose?

To oversee the transfer of Valoraʼs top geniuses—guiding them toward greater opportunities beyond this continent to the Lost Continent.

While different Envoys had taken on this role over the past century—

Lucas had remained a permanent one for Valora Continent for the past few decades.

Meaning, he had spent decades returning to this land—

And every single time, he always arrived around the same period.

King Magnarʼs birthday.

It wasnʼt just coincidence.

It was tradition.

A natural bond formed through years of shared meetings, diplomacy, and mutual respect.

ʼOf course, theyʼd know each other well.ʼ

This meant something else—

If Lucas and Magnar were this close… then the Lost Continent had more influence in the West than anyone realized.

Just then—

”Letʼs celebrate today!”

King Magnarʼs deep, booming laughter echoed through the chamber, his powerful voice commanding attention.

”Everyone, on the occasion of my 53rd birthday, letʼs eat and drink to our heartsʼ content!”

The moment those words left his lips—

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