431 The Truth
Selma Payne’s POV:
The Elf King was on the verge of death. Could the power of nature have entered the transition period? As the heir, did the Crown Prince also have the power to use a part of the power of nature? Since he was already in cahoots with the demons, it wasn’t strange for him to help the cultists get rid of the mark that nature had left on them, right?
I admitted that this idea was crazy, but... Just look at the current state of chaos. No matter how crazy this idea was, it was not that rare.
If things were going in the direction I’d guessed, then I was afraid it wouldn’t be as easy to deal with the Crown Prince as I’d thought. It wasn’t scary to have an arrogant brat as your enemy, but if the brat held the switch of a nuclear bomb in his hand and thought that the power of the nuclear bomb was his power, things would be much more troubleso.
The palace was no longer as bright, beautiful, and dignified as it was when I first arrived. We didn’t even need to walk through the winding corridors. We stepped on the broken walls and quickly arrived at where the conflict erupted.
The closer we got, the thicker the aura of the evil power beca. Even the air seed to be vaguely filled with a thick black fog. I was afraid they would be infectious, so I wrapped everyone in a layer of defense made of New Flow.
The hall used for high-end etings had been destroyed, and the once beautiful stained glass had now beco debris mixed in the mud. There weren’t many people present, and even fewer were still standing. The Crown Prince stood proudly on the broken podium, countless nauseating evil auras radiating from his body.
As expected, it was him.
“Why do you continue to struggle?” He looked arrogantly at the Great Elder and the others, who were in a sorry state, and said disdainfully, “Anyway, no matter what the outco is, it has already been decided. No one can contend against . No one can change the outco. I am destined to rule the world!”
“Stop dreaming!” An angry aristocrat shouted. “Even if we change the rules, the elves will never acknowledge you as the king! You’re a scum who colludes with enemies from the inside and has forgotten all about the rules!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp black mist wrapped tightly around the noble. His luxurious robe was easily torn into rags, and blood gushed out of the deepening wound.
It was obvious that this was the Crown Prince’s doing. He wanted to use this cruel thod to kill his opponents and intimidate others.
“Dorothy, take your team and spread out to search the palace. Save the survivors who did not manage to take refuge in ti!”
I imdiately ordered Dorothy to lead her team into the palace to rescue the people while I led Eve and Master Hayley to join the battlefield.
New Flow dissolved the black mist around the noble. He fell to the ground like a broken sack and fainted before he could even say a word of thanks.
The black-gold moth slowly healed his wounds. Master Hayley took him to a space that seed to have once belonged to the hall for an ergency examination.
“Your Highness!” The Great Elder and the others looked at in surprise. “Why are you here? This is too dangerous!”
“If I didn’t co, you guys would be in even more dangerous.” I didn’t want to waste my ti discussing politics at this critical mont. “The embassy has sent you a letter of consolation. When everything is over, please give a new agreent, so I don’t turn from good to bad.”
“Wow, look who’s here! The little princess of the werewolf pack. What now? Are you not going to take advantage of the chaos to escape? I thought you and your husband were very loving, but it seems like that’s not the case.”
The Crown Prince looked at provocatively, his annoying mouth constantly spouting below-the-belt provocations.
“What do you an by that?” I squinted dangerously, feeling that his words had a hidden aning. “Don’t mince your words. It’s not too late to talk about your trash talk after you’re in prison!”
The Crown Prince laughed exaggeratedly, obviously not taking my warning seriously. He even ridiculed even more, “Look, what an admirable career woman. Your husband is dying in bed, but you are still standing in other people’s territory and ddling in their family affairs as if nothing happened. How heartless! I’m so ashad on behalf of the werewolves to have a cold and disloyal woman like you as their leader!”
What did he just say?
Aldrich... Dying on the hospital bed?
In an instant, my mind was thrown into chaos. Even though I knew that this b*stard was probably releasing a smoke bomb to disrupt my fighting spirit. However, at this mont, I suddenly thought of the strange changes in the Spring Rain Pack, Jordin’s unusual attitude, and Aldrich’s ‘top secret mission’ story that was full of flaws.
I realized that everything was a lie. The Spring Rain Pack, Jordin, and the palace had tead up to lie to . Sothing must have happened to Aldrich, and it was a very serious accident. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so secretive about it with !
“Speak clearly. What do you know?” I gritted my teeth and interrogated the Crown Prince.
He said sothing that broke my heart, “Silly girl, your husband has consud poisoned wine with no antidote. He’s going to die now.”
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