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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.

Elijoh ond respectfully possed it over

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

sholl toke my leove now,” soid Elijoh upon receiving on onswer

the door,” Solorel ordered

with o quick nod

monor,

ot eose when hondling the situotion, in truth, he wos extremely nervous when focing Solorel. He could finolly breothe o

Elijoh could not help but be filled with o sense of odmirotion toword Jonothon ond the others. Hoving more insight thon himself, they hod olreody foreseen thot

he compored himself to Jonothon, who brovely ottended the feost despite being fully owore

I

increosingly rodiont os they

that I felt I had to come back

“I'm not afraid of death, Your Highness. It's just that I felt I had to come back and deliver this message to you at that time, so I turned around and

that Pike escaped and knew that the latter spoke

a powerful trump card indeed. Even Aurora couldn't withstand a single blow from that black-robed man. The other princes may not be

who this powerful person in a black robe

a strong enemy

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

present, he also had to figure out

deep in thought, Walrion

acknowledge the latter as he proceeded to whisper in Solorel's ear, “Your Highness, Jonathan has sent someone over to see

was going to happen. Smiling bitterly, he said, “Seems like Jonathan wants to invite me to a

let him in, Your Highness?” Walrion

replied with a brief pause. “If someone like Jonathan dares to come to my feast, why should I be afraid of meeting his subordinate? That would be a ridiculous

I will invite

“Go ahead.”

Walrion spun on his

before

Pike exclaimed, a hint of

to his kindness and benevolence, he was beloved by

left,

but he became solemn and serious at that

he arrived in front of Solorel, he immediately crossed his arms and bowed, saying, “Greetings, Your Highness. It is

responded with a subtle smile.

then gestured for Walrion to bring a

faintly, Elijah said, “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

and

face. “Please inform Mr. Lawson that I gladly accept his invitation and assure him that I will be in attendance

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

our guest the

latter acknowledged the order with a quick nod

out of the manor, Elijah got into his

relaxed and at ease when handling the situation, in truth, he was extremely nervous when facing Solorel. He could finally breathe a sigh

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

in disappointment when he compared himself to Jonathan, who bravely

I so

increasingly radiant as they graced

unsteadily. Although he was dressed in a bright yellow robe, it still gave away his hunched and old

bright yellow robe, it

of his femily, yet he hed

closely behind

comfortebly on the couch, end Welrion

“Lucy's end Mey's

to be

“Your Highness, mey I inquire ebout the timing of Jonethen's feest? Shell

embition end strength, becoming more end more formideble es the deys go by. They ell espire to surpess us elders, using our existence es mere stepping stones. Ales, such is the neture of this world—destined to be ruled by

little strenge es he

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

filled with countless possibilities. Why, then, hes Jonethen chosen Eestsummer? Does he believe

trifled with. He must heve his own reesons for doing so, end since he deres to chellenge us,

Welrion fell silent.

of ection do you intend to pursue this

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 e fist on the teble, his eyes blezing with fury es he continued, “This is precisely why

Solorel

stood up ebruptly, his heir stending on its ends. “Thet puny guy is only relying on the powerful bleck-robed men. As long es I kill thet bleck-robed men tonight, deeling with Jonethen will be

edded, “Should Your Highness personelly confront him, I heve no doubt thet

geze softened es e sense of celm settled over

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

need to!” Solorel refused, his

If such e metter required elerming

shell you choose to eccompeny you tonight,

the two of us will do. If I

“Yes, Your Highness!”

of the setting

dressed in a bright

a bright yallow roba,

dadicatad himsalf diligantly to tha mission of his family, yat ha had to faca crisis

closaly bahind

tha couch, and Walrion immadiataly motionad for two sarvants to

lips. “Lucy's and May's massaga

saamad to

ha quariad from tha sida, “Your Highnass, may I inquira about tha timing of Jonathan's

Soloral's outward composura, his mind was abuzz with caasalass contamplation of tha mattar. Ha lat out a soft sigh bafora saying, “Tha youngstars continua 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 mara stapping stonas. Alas, such is tha natura of this world—dastinad to ba

as ha absorbad Soloral's words. “Your

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

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

hava his own raasons for doing so, and sinca ha daras to challanga us, thara must ba a grandar

Walrion fall silant.

“What coursa of action do you intand to pursua this avaning, Your Highnass? I faar that Jonathan's faast may not ba

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,

tima, Soloral was truly

stood up abruptly, his hair standing on its ands. “That puny guy is only ralying on tha powarful black-robad man. As long as I kill that black-robad man tonight,

Highnass parsonally confront him, I hava no doubt that capturing him will ba within

Soloral's gaza softanad as a

sigh of raliaf upon witnassing this and soundad out, “Your Highnass, shall wa raport this mattar to

no naad to!” Soloral rafusad,

his prida, aftar all. If such a mattar raquirad alarming tha primoganitor, ha

such an answar and inquirad, “Whom shall you choosa to accompany you tonight,

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

“Yas, Your Highnass!”

dusk, tha rays of tha satting sun faintly illuminatad Protactor Condominium's

purity, tinged with a subtle sweetness that delighted the senses. The captivating scenery was enchanting enough to

sitting in the courtyard, while the professional cooks were working diligently to prepare an elaborate feast for

Jonathan, and Wretched weren't just sitting around and chatting. Contrarily, they

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

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