Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes-Chapter 308 - 83 ’Brave’ Dan

Mr. Dan was in high spirits today.

After warning that conceited junior, his lucky break had finally arrived.

Although he was quite displeased with the junior’s reaction, the senior seemed very satisfied with his own performance and gave him the invitation briskly and readily.

After greeting the carriage driver, who was breathing on his hands in front of the horses to warm them, and confirming the approximate departure time, Dan walked past the luxurious carriages up to the main entrance of the manor, without casting a glance elsewhere, and handed the invitation to the door guard.

"Please come in, distinguished guest."

Once the invitation was confirmed to be in order, with the respectful greetings and watchful eyes of the guard upon him, Dan strode confidently into the club’s meeting hall, feeling as if he had grown several inches taller.

As soon as he entered the building at the center of the estate, an atmosphere starkly different from the outside world immediately enveloped him.

The air was filled with a subtle and elegant aroma of Silver Leaf Roses, and everywhere he looked shone with golden splendor; the decorations were all incredibly luxurious.

The men and women in formal attire swayed gracefully, showcasing their Charm in the dance floor, with their fluttering, lavish dresses blooming like roses.

Some of high Identity sat aside, whispering about matters related to interest exchanges, clinking glasses occasionally, and shaking hands with warmth and intimacy – all understood without words.

Even on a cold winter’s night, the environment here was sweltering due to the lively venue, with flourishing scenes all around.

Dan forcefully suppressed his desire to look around, so as not to let his astonishment be too obvious and risk being scorned by others.

He, too, harbored his own ambitions. Before coming here, Dan had already investigated and learned that the senior who handed him the invitation was one of the Eighth Prince’s faction.

So, through this connection, his next step was to befriend this senior, and then ask him to speak well of him in front of the Eighth Prince.

If he could be a bit more astute, perhaps he might formally connect with the Eighth Prince and become one of his followers!

And with the tremendous backing of the Eighth Prince, neither his eldest nor second brother would be able to compete with him for the family inheritance; it would become an impossibility.

By then, hehehe... Dan would truly make a fortune!

While fantasizing about improbable delightful scenarios, Dan’s gaze swept around until he quickly spotted the senior who had given him the invitation at a corner of the room.

He was sitting in the coffee area on the side of the venue, surrounded by several men and women in formal attire, gathered around a young man with dark purple hair at the center.

Upon seeing where the group was seated, and that distinctive dark purple hair, Dan immediately had a guess and could not help but rejoice internally.

He had long heard that members of the Royal Family typically have characteristic dark purple hair. And judging by the seating arrangement of the people around him, akin to stars surrounding the moon, the young man in the middle was very likely Prince Haken, the Eighth Prince!

Unexpectedly, on his first visit, Dan had directly encountered the person of interest!

Now, he must conduct himself even better, striving to leave a deep and lasting first impression on Prince Haken!

With this in mind, Dan hurriedly made his way in the direction of the group.

As he approached, the Fifth Rank senior who previously gave him the invitation noticed him and signaled with a nod and a smile.

At the same time, he discreetly glanced at Prince Haken in the center, indicating for Dan to hurry over and greet him, to seize this opportunity to introduce Dan’s Identity to the Prince.

Dan also nodded slightly in return, signaling that he had understood his intention.

And then, facing the prince whose gaze had shifted towards him due to his approach, Dan uncontrollably blurted out a remarkably familiar phrase.

"Are you the one called Haken?"

"May I know who you are?"

Observing the man who inexplicably walked over and spoke with a harsh tone, a hint of confusion flickered through the Eighth Prince Haken’s eyes, and his gaze involuntarily shifted to the person next to him, seeming to ask, ’who is he?’

The Fifth Rank senior who had invited Dan paused in shock, then quickly tried to communicate through urgent eye gestures, signaling him to quickly correct his earlier outburst.

Seeing the confusion in Prince Haken’s eyes and the desperate signaling from the senior,

Dan did not, as others anticipated, say something to mend his brashness. Instead, under the astonished and eagerly-watchful eyes of the crowd, he unpleasantly spat out the next sentence.

"Who I am is not important, what is important is that you’re having designs on Marion, aren’t you?"

Marion is the daughter of Earl Clarent and is currently an upperclassman at Pamir Shaping Energy College. She had discussed news concerning that relic while having lunch with Prince Haken a few days ago.

Conveniently, the prince had also been wanting to probe Earl Clarent’s current stance towards the Conservative Party, and thus engaged in a conversation with her.

And it was not yet over, as Dan looked upon Haken with a flicker of disdain in his eyes, just as he had when facing Anvis.

In the midst of almost frantic eye signaling from the Fifth Rank senior, Dan coldly hurled his final words at Prince Haken.

"Miss Marion’s exalted identity is not something someone like you, who is nothing more than a face, can aspire to reach!

Remember, stay away from her in the future! Otherwise, some very unpleasant things are going to happen between us!"

After saying this, he shook his fist in a threatening manner at Haken, releasing a trace of the aura of a Third Rank peak magic power, and warned in a fierce whisper.

As Dan’s words and actions concluded, the surrounding crowd was utterly stunned. Their faces couldn’t help but reveal a mix of amusement and surprise, as if they were witnessing a clown.

The Fifth Rank senior opened his mouth wide, his gaze incredulous as he stared at Dan, thinking to himself whether this guy had been provoked into madness.

"!?"

Prince Haken too snapped back to reality. Incredulity flashed through his eyes at first, then, a thick gloom appeared on his face.

"Enough! What a ludicrous farce!"

Hearing the prince’s ominous voice, Dan was taken aback, suddenly realizing the full extent of his ’brave and fearless’ actions, and in an instant, sweat the size of soybeans began to ooze from his forehead.

"No! I... I..."

Stammering, he opened his mouth, looking at the enraged prince with eyes filled with despair, then at the Fifth Rank senior who was thoroughly ignoring him now.

His heart ashen, he felt darkness before his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

"Guard! Throw him out!"

Casting a bitter glance at the fainted Dan on the ground, Haken immediately called for the club’s security.

Quickly, two armored guards rushed over, paid their respects to the prince with a salute, then each grabbed one of Dan’s arms, and dragged him out.

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