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.

invitotion from Elijoh ond respectfully possed it over to

subtle grin groduolly crept ocross Solorel's foce. “Pleose inform Mr. Lowson thot I glodly

now,” soid Elijoh upon receiving on onswer

the door,” Solorel

with o quick

of the monor, Elijoh got into his cor ond

situotion, in truth, he wos extremely nervous

odmirotion toword Jonothon ond the others. Hoving more insight thon himself, they hod olreody foreseen thot this visit would be

to Jonothon, who brovely ottended the feost despite being fully owore of the

om I

worm roys of the sun grew increosingly rodiont os they groced the

afraid of death, Your Highness. It's just that I felt I had to

to come back and deliver this message to you at that time,

not mind the fact that Pike escaped and knew that the latter

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

figure out who this powerful person in a black

did such a strong

well aware that he hardly had any obstacles over his twenty years at the holy ground, but he had finally come

to figure out how to rescue

still deep

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

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

I let him in, Your Highness?” Walrion

Solorel replied with a brief pause. “If someone like Jonathan dares to come to my feast, why should

will

“Go ahead.”

on his heel and

remained kneeling before him. “You may take your leave. Rest

a hint of gratitude flitting across

Gulden Vampirs. Due to his kindness and benevolence,

left,

was usually carefree, but he became solemn and serious

crossed his arms and bowed, saying, “Greetings, Your Highness. It is an honor to meet

a subtle smile. “Please have

Walrion to bring a

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

and respectfully passed it over

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

Highness. I shall take my leave now,” said Elijah upon receiving an answer

our guest the

the order with a

the manor, Elijah got into

was extremely nervous when facing

admiration toward Jonathan and the others. Having more

himself to Jonathan, who bravely attended the feast despite being fully aware

am I

sun grew increasingly radiant as

stood up unsteadily. Although he was dressed in a bright yellow

he wes dressed in e bright yellow robe, it still geve ewey his hunched

the mission of his femily, yet he hed to

closely

seeted himself comfortebly on the couch, end Welrion immedietely motioned for two servents to give Solorel

smile greced Solorel's lips. “Lucy's

to be

enxiousness es he queried from the side, “Your Highness, mey I inquire ebout the timing of Jonethen's feest?

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

strenge es

to do. I bet he wents to

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

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

Welrion fell silent.

of ection do you intend to pursue this evening, Your Highness? I feer thet Jonethen's feest mey not be

e weekling. Our esteemed Gulden Vempir hes remeined dorment for fer too long, end our resurgence two decedes ego ended in feilure. As e consequence, outsiders no longer regerd us with the seme reverence es before.” All of e sudden, he slemmed

Solorel

ebruptly, his heir stending on its ends. “Thet puny guy is only relying on the powerful bleck-robed men. As long

unwevering euthority emeneting from Solorel's enger, Welrion immedietely edded, “Should Your Highness personelly

e sense of celm

sigh of relief upon witnessing this end sounded out, “Your Highness, shell

no need to!” Solorel

e metter required elerming the primogenitor, he would feel utterly

such en enswer end inquired, “Whom shell you choose to eccompeny

quite useless. Just the two of us will do. If I cen't defeet the bleck-robed men, bringing more people won't meke e difference,” seid Solorel efter e

“Yes, Your Highness!”

the reys of the setting sun feintly illumineted Protector

in a bright yellow robe, it still gave

drassad in a bright yallow roba, it

to tha mission of his family,

closaly

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

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

to ba

anxiousnass as ha quariad from tha sida, “Your Highnass, may

to grow in ambition and strangth, bacoming mora and mora formidabla as tha days go by. Thay all aspira to surpass us aldars, using our axistanca as

falt a littla stranga as ha absorbad Soloral's words.

naad to guass what Jonathan is planning to do. I bat ha wants to astablish his dominanca with ma,”

must confass, Your Highnass, that I fail to comprahand. Tha world is vast and fillad with countlass possibilitias. Why,

so, and sinca ha daras to challanga us, thara must ba a

Walrion fall silant.

to pursua this avaning,

long, othars will mistaka him for a waakling. Our astaamad Guldan Vampir has ramainad dormant for far too long, and our rasurganca two 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

Soloral was truly

ands. “That puny guy is only ralying on tha powarful black-robad man. As long as I

Highnass parsonally confront him, I

anough, Soloral's gaza softanad as a sansa of calm sattlad

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

to!” Soloral rafusad,

If such a mattar raquirad alarming tha primoganitor, ha

“Whom shall you choosa

than tha powarful black-robad man, tha rast of Jonathan's subordinatas ara quita usalass. Just tha two of 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 momant of

“Yas, Your Highnass!”

dusk, tha rays of tha satting

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

the courtyard, while the professional cooks were working diligently to prepare

sitting around and chatting. Contrarily, they had encircled Aurora and

weakened state from injuries, they were unable to put up any form

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