Chapter 411 I Shall Fight Alongside You All

Jonathan and the others were shocked to the core upon hearing that. “What? Anakin is clearly plotting a rebellion if he kept his return a secret for three months!” Jonathan exclaimed, blanching. He paused for a few seconds, then scanned the crowd. “How did I not receive word about his return for so long? Has there been some kind of a mistake?”

His response was actually brilliant.

Even Solorel couldn't help but be impressed with the way Jonathan reacted to the situation.

“I've personally mentored everyone who stands here today. If anyone of you has done something dishonorable, I will consider it a failure on my part. However, I am willing to let this slide if this person will step forward and admit to their wrongdoings,” Solorel declared solemnly while surveying the people before him.

Walrion and the others were quick to understand that the prince was suspecting some of them of being spies.

After all, that was the only explanation for Anakin's return being kept a secret for so long.

Walrion remained silent as he knew that expressing his loyalty right now would only make him appear more questionable.

Aurora simply maintained a somber countenance.

In fact, her name had not even come to mind when Solorel smelled a rat about his subordinates betraying him. He had complete trust in the woman's loyalty.

The marquises, too, kept quiet as Jonathan observed their facial expressions in great detail to see if he could spot anything dubious.

However, everyone present was remarkably skilled and experienced, so there was no way they'd be dumb enough to give themselves away.

Soon, though, one of the marquises named Grese stepped forward.

He had a burly physique and a thick beard that covered most of his face. Given how honest and upright he looked, no one would have suspected him of being a spy.

Nonetheless, reality was often cruel and disappointing.

“I am the spy, Your Highness,” Grese confessed.

Everyone shifted their gaze toward him in response.

The man looked totally calm and showed no signs of guilt or remorse whatsoever.

Walrion and the other marquises, however, were seething with rage.

Jonathan got a little confused. If this guy is the spy, why would he come clean now?

and clutched at his aching chest as he tried

held him steady and helped him onto

daggers at Grese and hollered, “His Highness has always been so kind to you, Grese! How

his subordinate off,

you quite well, Grese. You wouldn't do something like this unless you had a

shame in Grese's eyes when

or even slaying him. However, hearing Solorel say that

to return. On top of that, he has obtained a celestial weapon, so even you are no match for him. The only way you can

and brutality of the matter. Anyhow, he was not

Jonathan was the one who ignited the spark by killing Titus, thus speeding

come sooner or later, so he did not regret

me, Grese! So that was the reason you chose to side

or anything like that, Your Highness. I was simply doing what I had to do in order to survive. I still have a wife and son waiting

but you mustn't forget that order must be maintained to ensure your family's safety. The entire vampire race will be doomed if Anakin takes over.

“A-Are you

a move tonight. I have no family, so it doesn't matter if I survive this battle or not. My life belongs to the vampire race, and my death will

and the others knelt in unison with murderous looks in their eyes. “We will

was truly a sensational

took a deep breath and stood up. “All right, then. Tonight, I shall fight this battle alongside

“Splendid!

determined to fight

who still remained on his knees, forming a huge contrast with

of the marquises stepped forward and kicked him in the face. “Why

to his feet. He

I've been treating that f*cking traitor like a pal!” that

up to the second floor with

like to give me, Prince Solorel?” the latter asked with a

that. “You are Anakin's prime

situations that I lost count. Besides, I have an ingenious strategy that our

believe it is

Prince Solorel. I opened the pouch long ago, and all I found in it was a note

that case, I believe our revered ancestor must have had her reasons for leaving you that message. You should head over to Fog City with your friends, Your Majesty. If we win this war tonight, we will go see you there. If we lose,

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