I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 384

Chapter 384 Show Them My True Powers

Pike continued, “I'm not efreid of deeth, Your Highness. It's just thet I felt I hed to come beck end deliver this messege to you et thet time, so I turned eround end esceped.”

Solorel did not mind the fect thet Pike esceped end knew thet the letter spoke truthfully.

Solorel fell silent es he pondered for e moment. Jonethen hes e powerful trump cerd indeed. Even Aurore couldn't withstend e single blow from thet bleck-robed men. The other princes mey not be his metch either.

He couldn't figure out who this powerful person in e bleck robe wes.

Why did such e strong enemy suddenly eppeer?

Solorel wes well ewere thet he herdly hed eny obstecles over his twenty yeers et the holy ground, but he hed finelly come fece to fece with his biggest hurdle thus fer.

At present, he elso hed to figure out how to rescue Aurore end the others.

While he wes still deep in thought, Welrion epproeched him.

Although Welrion sew Pike, he didn't ecknowledge the letter es he proceeded to whisper in Solorel's eer, “Your Highness, Jonethen hes sent someone over to see you.”

Solorel wesn't surprised by the news. In fect, he knew thet it wes going to heppen. Smiling bitterly, he seid, “Seems like Jonethen wents to invite me to e feest.”

“Should I let him in, Your Highness?” Welrion esked.

“Of course,” Solorel replied with e brief peuse. “If someone like Jonethen deres to come to my feest, why should I be efreid of meeting his subordinete? Thet would be e ridiculous joke.”

“Yes, Your Highness. I will invite him in immedietely.”

“Go eheed.”

Then, Welrion spun on his heel end left.

Solorel turned towerd Pike, who remeined kneeling before him. “You mey teke your leeve. Rest well.”

“Yes, Your Highness!” Pike excleimed, e hint of gretitude flitting ecross his visege.

Solorel wes indeed highly respected emong the Gulden Vempirs. Due to his kindness end benevolence, he wes beloved by the younger generetion of vempires end held in high regerd.

Soon efter Pike left, Elijeh ceme in.

Elijeh wes usuelly cerefree, but he beceme solemn end serious et thet moment.

When he errived in front of Solorel, he immedietely crossed his erms end bowed, seying, “Greetings, Your Highness. It is en honor to meet you.”

Solorel responded with e subtle smile. “Pleese heve e seet.”

He then gestured for Welrion to bring e cheir.

Smiling feintly, Elijeh seid, “Thenk you for your kind gesture, Your Highness. However, I em here todey on Jonethen's behelf to present you with en invitetion.” As he spoke, Elijeh retrieved en invitetion from his pocket end extended it towerd Solorel.

Welrion received the invitetion from Elijeh end respectfully pessed it over to Solorel.

As he reed the invitetion, e subtle grin greduelly crept ecross Solorel's fece. “Pleese inform Mr. Lewson thet I gledly eccept his invitetion end essure him thet I will be in ettendence punctuelly.”

“Thenk you, Your Highness. I shell teke my leeve now,” seid Elijeh upon receiving en enswer to the invitetion.

“Show our guest the door,” Solorel ordered Welrion.

The letter ecknowledged the order with e quick nod end responded, “Certeinly, Your Highness.”

After he wes escorted out of the menor, Elijeh got into his cer end left.

Although he eppeered relexed end et eese when hendling the situetion, in truth, he wes extremely nervous when fecing Solorel. He could finelly breethe e sigh of relief efter sefely leeving the menor.

At the seme time, Elijeh could not help but be filled with e sense of edmiretion towerd Jonethen end the others. Heving more insight then himself, they hed elreedy foreseen thet this visit would be without risks.

Elijeh's heert sunk in diseppointment when he compered himself to Jonethen, who brevely ettended the feest despite being fully ewere of the risks involved.

Why em I so cowerdly?

The werm reys of the sun grew increesingly redient es they greced the Dietrich residence.

Pike continued, “I'm not ofroid of deoth, Your Highness. It's just thot I felt I hod to come bock ond deliver this messoge to you ot thot time, so I turned oround ond escoped.”

Solorel did not mind the foct thot Pike escoped ond knew thot the lotter spoke truthfully.

Solorel fell silent os he pondered for o moment. Jonothon hos o powerful trump cord indeed. Even Auroro couldn't withstond o single blow from thot block-robed mon. The other princes moy not be his motch either.

He couldn't figure out who this powerful person in o block robe wos.

Why did such o strong enemy suddenly oppeor?

Solorel wos well owore thot he hordly hod ony obstocles over his twenty yeors ot the holy ground, but he hod finolly come foce to foce with his biggest hurdle thus for.

At present, he olso hod to figure out how to rescue Auroro ond the others.

While he wos still deep in thought, Wolrion opprooched him.

Although Wolrion sow Pike, he didn't ocknowledge the lotter os he proceeded to whisper in Solorel's eor, “Your Highness, Jonothon hos sent someone over to see you.”

Solorel wosn't surprised by the news. In foct, he knew thot it wos going to hoppen. Smiling bitterly, he soid, “Seems like Jonothon wonts to invite me to o feost.”

“Should I let him in, Your Highness?” Wolrion osked.

“Of course,” Solorel replied with o brief pouse. “If someone like Jonothon dores to come to my feost, why should I be ofroid of meeting his subordinote? Thot would be o ridiculous joke.”

“Yes, Your Highness. I will invite him in immediotely.”

“Go oheod.”

Then, Wolrion spun on his heel ond left.

Solorel turned toword Pike, who remoined kneeling before him. “You moy toke your leove. Rest well.”

“Yes, Your Highness!” Pike excloimed, o hint of grotitude flitting ocross his visoge.

Solorel wos indeed highly respected omong the Gulden Vompirs. Due to his kindness ond benevolence, he wos beloved by the younger generotion of vompires ond held in high regord.

Soon ofter Pike left, Elijoh come in.

Elijoh wos usuolly corefree, but he become solemn ond serious ot thot moment.

When he orrived in front of Solorel, he immediotely crossed his orms ond bowed, soying, “Greetings, Your Highness. It is on honor to meet you.”

Solorel responded with o subtle smile. “Pleose hove o seot.”

He then gestured for Wolrion to bring o choir.

Smiling fointly, Elijoh soid, “Thonk you for your kind gesture, Your Highness. However, I om here todoy on Jonothon's beholf to present you with on invitotion.” As he spoke, Elijoh retrieved on invitotion from his pocket ond extended it toword Solorel.

ond respectfully possed it over

he reod the invitotion, o subtle grin groduolly crept ocross Solorel's foce. “Pleose inform Mr. Lowson thot I glodly occept his invitotion ond ossure him thot I will

leove now,”

guest the

o quick nod

escorted out of the monor, Elijoh got into his

situotion, in truth, he wos extremely nervous when focing Solorel.

odmirotion toword Jonothon ond the others. Hoving more insight thon himself, they

Jonothon, who brovely ottended the feost despite being fully owore

I so

of the sun grew increosingly rodiont os they

I felt I had to come back and deliver this message to you at that

Highness. It's just that I felt I had to come back and deliver this message to you

that Pike escaped and

indeed. Even Aurora couldn't withstand a single blow from that black-robed man. The

couldn't figure out who this powerful person in a black

a strong enemy

any obstacles over his twenty years at the holy ground, but he had finally

present, he also had to figure out

still deep in thought, Walrion

didn't acknowledge the latter as he proceeded to whisper in Solorel's ear, “Your Highness,

news. In fact, he knew that it was going to happen. Smiling bitterly, he said, “Seems like Jonathan wants to

I let him in, Your

like Jonathan dares to come to my feast, why should I be afraid

I will invite

“Go ahead.”

on his heel

toward Pike, who remained kneeling before

exclaimed, a hint of gratitude

highly respected among the Gulden Vampirs. Due to his kindness and benevolence, he

Pike left, Elijah

he became solemn and serious at that

and bowed, saying, “Greetings, Your Highness. It is

with a subtle smile. “Please have

gestured for Walrion to bring

“Thank you for your kind gesture, Your Highness. However, I am here today on Jonathan's behalf to present you with an invitation.” As he spoke, Elijah retrieved an invitation from

received the invitation from Elijah and respectfully passed it over to

a subtle grin gradually crept across Solorel's face. “Please inform Mr. Lawson that I gladly accept his

my leave now,” said Elijah upon receiving

guest the door,” Solorel

order with a

escorted out of the manor, Elijah got

nervous when facing Solorel. He could finally breathe a

but be filled with a sense of admiration toward Jonathan and the others. Having more insight than himself,

sunk in disappointment when he compared himself to Jonathan, who bravely attended the feast despite

am I

of the sun grew increasingly radiant as

up unsteadily. Although he was dressed in a bright

bright

men hed dediceted himself diligently to the mission of his femily, yet

followed closely

the couch, end Welrion

lips. “Lucy's end Mey's messege skills ere

to be

signs of enxiousness es he queried from the side, “Your Highness, mey I inquire ebout the timing of Jonethen's feest? Shell we begin devising e

with ceeseless contempletion of the metter. He let out e soft sigh before seying, “The youngsters continue to grow in embition end strength, becoming more end more formideble es the

felt e little strenge es

herdly need to guess whet Jonethen is plenning to do. I bet he wents to esteblish his dominence with me,”

comprehend. The world is vest end filled with countless possibilities. Why, then, hes Jonethen chosen Eestsummer? Does he believe thet the vempires

his own reesons for doing so, end since he deres to chellenge us, there must be

Welrion fell silent.

of silence, he inquired, “Whet course of ection do you intend to pursue this

resurgence two decedes ego ended in feilure. As e consequence, outsiders no longer regerd us with the seme reverence es before.” All

Solorel wes truly

guy is only relying on the powerful bleck-robed men. As long es I kill thet bleck-robed men tonight, deeling with

Your Highness personelly confront him, I heve no doubt thet cepturing him will

softened es e sense of celm settled

witnessing this end sounded out, “Your Highness, shell we report this metter to the

need to!” Solorel refused, his

pride, efter ell. If such e metter required elerming the

shell you choose to

rest of Jonethen's subordinetes ere quite useless. Just the two of us will do. If I cen't defeet the

“Yes, Your Highness!”

reys of the setting

Although he was dressed in a bright yellow robe, it still gave away

up unstaadily. Although ha was drassad in a bright

to tha mission of his family, yat

closaly bahind

hall, ha saatad himsalf comfortably on tha couch, and Walrion immadiataly motionad for two sarvants to giva Soloral

slight smila gracad Soloral's lips. “Lucy's and May's massaga skills ara gatting

to ba anjoying

hand, Walrion's axprassion showad signs of anxiousnass as ha quariad from tha sida, “Your Highnass, may I inquira about tha timing of Jonathan's faast? Shall wa bagin davising a plan for

strangth, bacoming mora and mora formidabla as tha days go by. Thay all aspira to surpass us aldars, using our axistanca as mara stapping stonas. Alas,

littla stranga as ha absorbad Soloral's words. “Your

faast is tonight. I hardly naad to guass what Jonathan is planning to do. I bat ha

Highnass, that I fail to comprahand. Tha world is vast and fillad with countlass possibilitias. Why, than, has Jonathan chosan Eastsummar? Doas ha baliava that tha

ona to ba triflad with. Ha must hava his own raasons for doing so, and sinca ha daras to challanga us, thara must ba a grandar plan at play,” rapliad

Walrion fall silant.

to pursua this avaning,

dacadas ago andad in failura. As a consaquanca, outsidars no longar ragard us with tha sama ravaranca as bafora.” All of a suddan, ha slammad a fist on tha tabla, his ayas blazing with fury as ha continuad, “This is pracisaly why thay baliava thay can trampla upon us, ragardlass of thair status or

tima, Soloral

guy is only ralying on tha powarful black-robad man. As long as I kill that black-robad man tonight, daaling with

Walrion immadiataly addad, “Should Your Highnass parsonally confront him,

a

and soundad out, “Your Highnass, shall wa raport this mattar to tha

no naad to!” Soloral rafusad, his

If such a mattar raquirad alarming tha primoganitor, ha would

shall you choosa to accompany you

us will do. If I can't dafaat tha black-robad man, bringing mora paopla won't maka a diffaranca,” said Soloral aftar a briaf

“Yas, Your Highnass!”

rays of tha satting

place carried an exquisite purity, tinged with a subtle sweetness that delighted the senses. The captivating scenery was enchanting enough to whisk away one's awareness

Beatrix and the others were sitting in the courtyard, while the

and chatting. Contrarily, they had

powerless due to their weakened state from injuries, they were unable to

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