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

steady and

has always been so kind

Solorel cut his subordinate off, motioning at Walrion to stop

wouldn't do something like this unless you had a special reason to. If you want me to believe that you're the spy, tell

a look of shame in Grese's eyes when he heard

striking him, or even slaying him. However, hearing Solorel say that to him

On top of that, he has obtained a celestial weapon, so even you are no match for him. The only way you can make it out of this alive is to hand His Majesty over to Anakin and have everyone pledge

the severity and brutality of the matter. Anyhow, he was not worried that

the spark by killing Titus, thus speeding

knew this day would come sooner or later, so he did not regret his

me, Grese! So that was the reason you chose to side with Anakin?” Solorel lamented with a

“I didn't do it for wealth 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

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. Do you really think he would be any wiser than our revered ancestor? She had pointed us in the right direction, but you still failed

shook like a leaf. “A-Are

this battle or not. My life belongs

knelt in unison with murderous looks

was truly a sensational

right, then. Tonight, I shall fight this

“Splendid! Let's see what

Beatrix, too, were determined

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

stepped forward and kicked him in the face. “Why are you still

bled from the corner of his mouth as he clambered to his feet. He then bowed three times

f*cking traitor like a pal!” that

went up to

a faint smile.

that. “You are Anakin's prime target tonight, Your Majesty. Are you

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

I believe it is

here, Prince Solorel. I opened the pouch long ago, and all I found in it was a note that told me to flee to Fog City in

wry chuckle. “In 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

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