I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 403 The Pouch

The determination of Solorel was unwavering.

Titus fell silent. After some time, he quietly handed over the key.

In the past, it was the esteemed elders of the vampires who would make the decisions for their future. The elders were the ones who decided to invade the east back then, a decision that had cost three elders their lives and left Titus wounded, unable to recover.

Although Titus had never condensed divine mana in the past, he possessed an extraordinary magical artifact that, coupled with his stunning combat abilities, could challenge even Solorel.

But that was all in the past now.

The present Titus, without his magical artifact and his body still suffering from unrecovered wounds, was no match for Solorel, especially with the myriad of war generals under the prince's command.

Titus' strength lay merely in his long-standing experience within the vampire clan and the position of his son, who had ascended to the esteemed role of a prince.

His son, Anakin Langston, was one of the strongest among the ten princes.

Aside from Solorel, his influence and cultivation were the most formidable among the princes.

Moreover, Anakin had ventured into the mysterious Lost Ruins a decade ago, his fate unknown to all. If Anakin was still alive, his level of cultivation would be unfathomable.

However, it was equally possible that Anakin was no longer alive, leaving Titus with the task of knowing when to yield as a wise man.

After Titus had taken his leave, Solorel took possession of the ten spatial rings. They were housed within a beautiful antique brocade box.

Solorel then proceeded to the dining hall.

Inside, Jonathan and the others hadn't yet begun their meal as they patiently awaited Solorel.

Not only did Jonathan require much support from Solorel, but he also needed to hold the prince, a senior court official, in the highest regard, even if the former didn't need to depend on him.

Rising, Jonathan addressed Solorel with a warm smile, “Prince Solorel, we are all famished. Please, join us.”

Solorel came to stand beside Jonathan, then suddenly, he knelt down, bending both knees in the act of extreme reverence.

Jonathan was taken aback and hastened to lift Solorel. “Prince Solorel,” he said, flustered. “What are you doing? Please rise!”

Jonathan was genuinely shaken. With Solorel's stature and age, this act of deference was unexpected.

What was even more surprising was that he could not lift the prince.

Aurora and Walrion were equally taken aback.

Solorel spoke solemnly. “I have let you down and caused you humiliation today, Your Majesty. Please punish me!”

have shown me sincerity today, and I understand your intentions. Please, rise,

every word he

he didn't realize he was holding. At this moment, he knew that Jonathan had truly

it wasn't going to sprout overnight,

with the brocade box. “Your Majesty, these

accepted them and handed them to Aurora. “Ms. Aurora, distribute these rings among the marquises and hand the rest

Your Majesty,” said

past two

Eastsummer was delightful, and the midday ambiance lent

some wine, and the sleepiness that

luxury of an afternoon nap,

waited patiently outside the

wry smile. “Prince Solorel, you're my elder. Please dispense

between a ruler and his subject is inviolable,” Solorel replied with a

him inside, saying,

drawing room, Jonathan spoke straightforwardly. “I presume you are here

in Solorel ensured there would be no room for beating around

a few matters at

slight smile,

I intend to hold a grand coronation ceremony a month from now. All the princes

amenable to this. They each have their territories and followers. Would it not lead to

concern is valid, Your Majesty. I have given it due consideration as well. At that time, each prince must return alone. If any of them dare to harbor rebellious thoughts, I shall deal with them

bitter chuckle. “These men are longstanding members of the clan. Prince Solorel, I'm perplexed as to why you would be so resolute

chosen by our revered ancestor. I have faith in her wisdom as she has seen millenniums pass. What could possibly escape her discerning gaze? She proclaimed that only you could lead us through the coming

Jonathan finally understood Solorel's thoughts, and with sincerity, he said, “In light of your trust,

Solorel paused before asking, “Do you

none. You may arrange

Here is the key. You should be in possession of it, Your Majesty.” As he spoke, he produced a

very appropriate,”

said, “Everything is yours. It's only appropriate that you

Jonathan nodded and

our estate, and they will present you with a comprehensive report

was an earnestness in Solorel's words that reflected the depths

Jonathan nodded in acknowledgment.

of business pertains to tonight,” Solorel went on. “I plan to hold a meeting at your palace tonight, where I will call upon all my faithful adherents to swear their loyalty

resentment among them? Hastiness could bring

remained unyielding. “It

a small sigh of resignation.