Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273 The Blackwell Blade

Rowan’s voice came through the call.

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According to his report, the Blackwell family was less a noble house and more a knife kept by the royal family, the council, and the aristocracy.

A knife meant for dirty work.

Black markets.

Private banks.

Casinos.

Illegal arenas.

Even the infamous buying and selling of living people.

In short, if the work was dark enough, the Blackwells had probably touched it.

But there was another side to it.

Because an organization like the Blackwells occupied the shadows, the Empire’s underground market remained stable instead of growing into a problem large enough to trouble the whole nation.

If the Blackwells did not do it, another group would.

If the Blackwells did it, then everyone else who wanted to do the same thing had to operate under Blackwell permission.

Which meant under imperial permission.

“As the royal family’s most loyal dog, the Blackwells have paid plenty into the treasury over the years. They usually know where the line is. But the entertainment side has turned rotten.”

Rowan shook his head.

They used celebrities as social tools.

Then they used the beauty of young actors and actresses to win favor with officials, nobles, and even mid- to-high-ranking military officers.

The feast at Azure Reef was far more than what Julian had seen.

To be precise, the banquet he had entered was merely a selection floor.

Someone watched through the surveillance feed, chose prey, then arranged the next private party.

That second banquet was the real abyss.

Depraved.

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Chapter 273 The Blackwell Blade

Brutal.

Sometimes bloody.

Those who lived through it received resources, connections, and money.

Those who did not either went mad or died by their own hands.

Of course, there were men like Darian Blackwell, who lacked even the patience to wait.

Afraid someone else might soil the prey first, he arrived ahead of schedule.

As for Shin Blackwell…

Rowan said, “Second son of the Blackwell main line. Born to a mistress. He has done very well in the power- and-sex trade.”

Orion nodded.

His fingers brushed aside a loose strand of hair from Julian’s forehead.

The boy was asleep, his face peaceful.

“In the capital world’s upper circles, there is a saying. If you are not at the table, then you are on the table.”

The so-called undersea feast was only a corner of the Empire’s darkness.

But since that corner had already been lifted…

How could a saint like him possibly pretend he had seen nothing?

“Logistics is short on money again, isn’t it? Prince Harold was not spared. The Rookwoods, the Nolans, and the Whitmores were not spared either. Naturally, the Blackwells and the First Legion deserve equal

treatment.”

“What about the emperor?” Rowan asked.

As the Second and Third Legions’ chief steward, he knew better than most that the Blackwells had always worked for the emperor.

If they moved against the Blackwells and part of the First Legion, would Emperor Alexis Mulholland be furious?

Would the Empire become unstable?

Orion remained silent for a long time.

When he answered, his voice was cold.

“He is old.”

He did not respect it.

But Noah and the others still dragged him toward the backstage area as if he were indispensable.

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Chapter 273 The Blackwell Blade

Unfortunately, Class F’s good mood did not last long.

The student council soon notified them that their formation had been placed immediately after the Omega formation.

Why?

Because the four Omega chiefs had chosen them..

Their explanation was that Class F had Julian, a famous figure, so the impact would be smaller.

Everyone knew what the Omega formation was this time.

“Elven Feast.”

Calling it the center of all artistic formations was not an exaggeration.

Any formation forced to enter right after the Omega formation would suffer.

And because Class F had a famous class monitor, they deserved to be sacrificed?

What kind of logic was that?

People had never expected much from them to begin with.

Now they were also being thrown behind the most dazzling act.

Their sword-riding formation still could not even fly properly.

Placed after the Omegas’ carefully prepared Elven Feast, it was basically a public execution.

Class F looked miserable from top to bottom.

Only Julian, who had nearly been startled awake from death in a dream, looked annoyed.

they already put us after the Omegas, why not let us ehter with them and crush them directly?”

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