Chapter 871 The Unraveling Betrayal: A Race Against Ambush
The two council mbers, now fully aware of their exposed betrayal, reluctantly nodded in agreent. Reign leaped down from the wall and landed gracefully in front of them. The trio began walking back towards the group of council mbers stationed at the reclaid outpost.
As they walked, Reign couldn't help but feel a mixture of disappointnt and frustration. He had hoped that the cooperation with the Irason Kingdom would be straightforward, but it seed that not everyone shared the sa loyalty. The two traitors glanced nervously at Reign, unsure of what consequences awaited them.
"So, spill the details. What's this plan of yours, and why would you betray your own kingdom?" Reign questioned, his tone calm but assertive.
The council mber who had spoken earlier gulped nervously before answering, "It's... it's not about betraying the kingdom, it's about survival. The Elais Kingdom offered us a deal – support their efforts, provide information, and in return, they promised to spare our lives when they conquered the Irason Kingdom. We thought it was the only way to survive in this chaotic world."
Reign raised an eyebrow, his piercing gaze fixed on the council mbers. "Survival, you say? By aligning with invaders and turning against your own people? That doesn't sound like a noble pursuit."
The other council mber, finding a mont of courage, added, "You don't understand. The Elais Kingdom is powerful, and we believed they would succeed. We wanted to be on the winning side. It was a pragmatic decision."
Reign sighed, a mixture of disappointnt and understanding in his eyes. "Tch, don't lie to , you were simply offered a good deal."
"I have been here for only a day, and yet I can already see that both the kingdoms are about the sa strength, you didn't do this for survival, you only did it because you had a lot to gain."
"You allowed greed to enter your hearts and thus decided to betray your own." Reign said with a dark face before pushing the two forward and walking back into the outpost.
As they approached the group of council mbers, the atmosphere beca tense. The other council mbers, initially only glancing at the two n who arrived back, noticed the presence of Reign and the apprehensive deanor of the two traitors.
"Sir, didn't … didn't you go to help sir Athlaston?"
"Why are you two looking so weird?"
Reign addressed the group, "Well, we have a little problem. These two gentlen here were planning to betray you all for personal gain. They made a deal with the Elais Kingdom to ensure their own survival. Now, it's up to the Irason Kingdom to decide how to handle this situation."
The council mbers, shocked and angered by the revelation, turned their attention to the two traitors. Accusations and shouts filled the air as the truth of the betrayal unfolded. The traitors, realizing the severity of their actions, sank to their knees, pleading for rcy.
Reign stepped back, allowing the Irason Kingdom officials to take charge. He observed the unfolding events, knowing that his role in this situation was to ensure justice was served, not to administer it himself.
The leader of the council mbers, the seasoned warrior who had comnded Reign earlier, stepped forward. His eyes were stern as he addressed the traitors, "Betraying your own people is an unforgivable act. You will face the consequences of your actions. Take them into custody and prepare them for a trial."
"Wait, there's sothing I need from them before we do that." Reign said as he stepped forward.
"Now, would you mind telling what exactly is waiting for Sir Athlaston and his n?"
"I guess you have already notified the secondary force of the Elais kingdom that their plan has been found out and that Athlaston is planning on attacking them, right?"
"Y-yes, we have notified them, we did it as soon as you left the city and we were left alone." One of the two council mbers said as the others stared at them in shock and hatred.
"Which ans that Sir Athlaston is walking into a trap." Reign said with a sigh.
Reign's expression darkened as the realization set in. The urgency of the situation heightened, knowing that Athlaston and his n were walking into a carefully laid trap. The traitors, now fully aware of the consequences of their actions, hesitated before one of them spoke up.
"We didn't expect anybody to actually find out about the plan so quickly, so we had to notify the second party as soon as possible. They know about Athlaston's group, and they're prepared for them."
Reign's mind raced, considering the options available. He needed to warn Athlaston and his n, but ti was of the essence. The outpost, once again plunged into chaos, now faced a new threat. The council mbers, infuriated by the betrayal, demanded justice for the traitors.
Reign raised his hand to quell the rising tension. "Hold on. I need to find a way to warn Athlaston without tipping off the enemy that we're onto them. We can't afford to let them adjust their plans. Secure these two for now, and make preparations for the trial. I'll deal with them after we ensure Athlaston's safety."
The council mbers, reluctantly accepting Reign's logic, nodded in agreent. Reign turned to the traitors. "You two will stay under strict guard until we've resolved this situation. If any harm cos to Athlaston and his group because of your actions, there will be no rcy."
"Take them away." The leading council mber said to the soldiers nearby.
The soldiers obeyed, restraining the traitors and leading them away. The outpost, once a symbol of chaos, now faced the challenging task of rebuilding and recovering from the internal strife caused by the betrayal.
"I'm leaving." Reign said as he walked over to the gate while the council mber nodded and even bowed slightly.
"Godspeed."
With that, Reign sprinted towards the outskirts of the outpost, utilizing his lightning speed to cover the distance in the shortest ti possible. He needed to reach Athlaston before the trap was sprung. As he ran, Aethion's voice echoed in his mind.
"Reign, the situation is dire. Athlaston and his group are walking into a carefully orchestrated ambush. You need to get to them quickly and warn them without alerting the Elais Kingdom forces. It's a delicate balance, my friend, there could be plenty of elite warriors surrounding them as we speak."
Reign nodded inwardly, fully aware of the delicate nature of the task at hand. He approached the area where Athlaston and his n were likely to be ambushed, his senses heightened as he scanned the surroundings for any signs of the enemy.
As he neared the location, he slowed his pace, opting for a more cautious approach. His keen instincts guided him, allowing him to navigate through the terrain with stealth and precision. The air was thick with tension as he closed in on the ambush site.
Reign, with his heightened senses and agility, moved like a shadow through the landscape. He could feel the trap closing in, a web of danger carefully laid out by the Elais Kingdom forces. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and every rustle of leaves, every distant sound, drew his attention.
Aethion's voice echoed again, "Careful, Reign. The enemy could have scouts or magical surveillance. You need to warn Athlaston without revealing your presence."
Reign nodded inwardly, focusing on suppressing his aura and making use of the natural cover around him together with his darkness. As he approached the potential ambush site, he spotted Athlaston and his group, unaware of the imminent danger. The seasoned warriors were proceeding cautiously, but the enemy lay in wait.
Reign needed to alert them without tipping off the ambushers. He decided to send a psychic ssage to Athlaston with the help of Aethion, relaying a ssage without speaking aloud.
"Sir Athlaston, it's Reign. You're walking into a trap. Elais Kingdom forces are waiting for you ahead. Change your route or prepare for an ambush. I'll guide you to safety. Trust , but stay vigilant."
Athlaston, montarily surprised by the unexpected ssage in his mind, quickly signaled his n to change their course. They veered away from the anticipated ambush site, following the ntal guidance provided by Reign.
The Elais Kingdom forces, waiting for the perfect mont to strike, sensed the shift in the situation. Confusion rippled among them as their carefully orchestrated plan was seemingly seen through.
Reign continued to guide Athlaston's group through the treacherous terrain. His knowledge of the outpost's surroundings, combined with his heightened senses, allowed him to navigate effectively. The enemy, realizing their trap had failed, scrambled to adjust their strategy.
As Athlaston's group moved away from the danger zone, Reign spoke directly to Athlaston through their psychic link, "Keep moving, sir. The enemy won't give up easily. I'll lead you to a safer location, and we can plan our next move from there."
Athlaston, though initially skeptical, realized the sincerity in Reign's ssage. He trusted the information and followed Reign's guidance. The group moved swiftly through alternative routes, avoiding potential threats as they made their way to a more secure location.
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