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!”

me sincerity today,

every word he

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

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

rose to his feet, presenting Jonathan with the brocade

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

Majesty,” said Aurora

well past

delightful, and the

that followed had them retreating

not afford the luxury of an afternoon nap, for Solorel

old court official waited patiently outside the palace, demonstrating an impeccable understanding of courtly

Solorel, offered a wry smile. “Prince Solorel, you're my elder. Please dispense with the formalities. It would make me feel uncomfortable if I can't be

ruler and his subject

guided him inside,

settled in the drawing room, Jonathan spoke straightforwardly. “I presume you are here to discuss

ensured there would be no room for

few matters

slight smile,

coronation ceremony a

this, 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

At that time, each prince must return alone. If any of them dare to harbor rebellious thoughts, I shall deal with them

couldn't help but let out a bitter chuckle. “These men are longstanding members of the clan. Prince Solorel, I'm perplexed as to why you would be so resolute and ruthless against them to

I have faith in her wisdom as she has seen millenniums pass. What could possibly escape her

thoughts, and with sincerity, he

you, Your Majesty.” Solorel paused before asking, “Do you

have none. You may

to the treasure vault. Here is the key. You

doesn't seem very appropriate,” Jonathan

is yours. It's only appropriate

hesitation, Jonathan nodded and accepted

you with a

earnestness in Solorel's words that reflected the depths

Jonathan nodded in acknowledgment.

your palace tonight, where I will call upon

composed himself. “Prince Solorel, wouldn't that cause resentment among them? Hastiness could bring about unfavorable results. Let us take things slow. After all, you are here

voice remained unyielding. “It is necessary

determined tone, Jonathan let out a small sigh of resignation.