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!”

took a deep breath. “You have shown me sincerity today, and I understand your intentions. Please, rise, so we

meant every

let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. At this moment, he knew that Jonathan had truly begun to accept and trust

akin to a slow-growing tree, and it wasn't going to sprout overnight, not especially between two

presenting Jonathan with the brocade box. “Your Majesty, these are the spatial rings you

these rings among the marquises and hand the rest back

Majesty,”

past

delightful, and the midday ambiance lent

that followed had

an afternoon nap, for Solorel was paying him a

wise old court official waited patiently outside the palace,

and, upon seeing Solorel, offered a wry smile. “Prince Solorel, you're my elder. Please dispense with the formalities. It would make me feel

his subject

guided him

spoke straightforwardly. “I presume you are here

ensured there would be no room

few

slight smile,

to hold a grand coronation ceremony a month from now. All the princes from various regions are expected to return

Jonathan said, “I doubt all princes will be amenable to this. They each have their territories and followers. Would it not lead to chaos when all of them return

time, each prince must return alone. If any of them dare to harbor

let out a bitter chuckle. “These men are longstanding members of the clan. Prince Solorel, I'm perplexed as to why

her discerning gaze? She

understood Solorel's thoughts, and with sincerity, he

paused before asking, “Do you

have none. You may arrange

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

very

Solorel stood his ground and said, “Everything is yours.

of hesitation, Jonathan nodded and accepted the

you with a comprehensive report of our financial status. How you wish to manipulate

an earnestness in Solorel's words

Jonathan nodded in acknowledgment.

“I plan to hold a meeting at your palace tonight, where I will call upon all my faithful adherents to swear their loyalty to you,

Hastiness could bring about

unyielding. “It is

tone, Jonathan let out a