Captulo 1649: Chapter 95: Let’s All Put on a Show!
"So…”
"You should have guessed the current situation, right?”
Hofklo asked cautiously.
It wasn’t a probe.
When Jason appeared before him, Hofklo had already considered Jason to be as cunning as Gista.
Faced with such a person, with his life and death in the other’s hands, how could Hofklo dare to test him?
He asked only to flatter.
Thus, without waiting for Jason to speak, Hofklo continued to talk.
"With your intelligence, you must have realized this is Gista’s sche.”
"He used ‘Shepherd’ as bait to arrange everything of ‘Lorde,’ stirring up all of Tert.”
"Even…”
"His Majesty’s death was also deliberately orchestrated by him.”
Hofklo spoke of Sewock VII with honorifics.
Not out of any true respect; to Hofklo, Sewock VII was like a big child yet to mature, though obedient and always deeply trusting his teachings.
So he got used to calling him His Majesty.
Mm, it had no emotional connection.
Just habit.
Hofklo emphasized this in his heart.
Then he continued.
"Gista wants chaos in Sewock, so he can rise amidst the turmoil.”
"To establish a new order.”
"An order belonging to the ‘Tomb Guardian.'”
Hofklo held nothing back, revealing all his guesses to Jason.
Jason listened as he continued forward.
Gista?
Who is that?
Jason was puzzled inside, but his exterior showed nothing.
Seeing Jason’s calm deanor, as if everything was as expected, Hofklo promptly continued talking.
"Gista is one of the veterans of our new organization.”
"He ntioned to before…”
"Our organization has several other veterans…”
Hofklo began to inform Jason about everything he knew with unceasing verbosity.
Jason quietly took note.
Compared to the initial eting’s words.
This ti, bound by the covenant, was undoubtedly more genuine.
Especially so hidden information, which was exactly what he needed.
Walking towards Zhengli Tree Street No. 112, Jason pondered another question.
What role does Prince Ruitai play in this incident?
After all, he provided information about the ‘Shepherd’s’ true body’s location.
Now, this information seed evidently false.
It was a trap.
Just…
What did the other party intend to do?
…
"Your plan has failed.”
Prince Ruitai frowned.
In the flickering brilliance, within the colossal silhouette, the dragon Dou’er revealed its form.
"It appears that this ‘Night Watcher’s’ hatred for the ‘Shepherd’ isn’t as intense as it seems — but it doesn’t matter, he’s not crucial to our plan and won’t impact it.”
"We just wanted him to divert the attention of the remaining ‘Night Watchers’ in Tert.”
"Since we’ve failed here, we’ll activate the backup plan.”
The voice of the Red Giant Dragon Dou’er thundered through Prince Ruitai’s study, yet the attendants outside seed utterly oblivious.
The silent barrier had long enveloped this place.
"Isn’t it too risky?”
Prince Ruitai asked.
"Risky?”
"No plan is a hundred percent!”
"They all require risking!”
"We were like that before!”
"This ti is naturally no exception!”
The dragon Dou’er spoke and spewed flas discontentedly.
The massive embers once leaving the dragon’s nostrils turned into overwhelming flas, illuminating the dragon’s grand form, especially the golden vertical pupils, revealing cunning, ruthlessness, and wickedness.
Its voice continued.
"Ruitai, you are far too cautious.”
"It’s a good thing and a bad thing.”
"The good is, it’ll make you succeed in so minor things repeatedly.”
"The bad is, it’ll make you lose so truly significant opportunities.”
"Like… this ti!”
Prince Ruitai’s frowned brows did not relax, but his body sat upright.
"I won’t give up this opportunity!”
Prince Ruitai declared resolutely.
"Of course!”
"Of course, indeed!”
"Leave everything to !”
"I will make those botherso ‘Night Watchers’ disappear temporarily.”
"You will beco Sewock’s Emperor!”
"And ?”
"All of Sewock’s Gold will be mine!”
The voice of the Red Dragon vanished alongside a high-pitched roar.
Prince Ruitai still frowned.
He sat behind the desk.
For more than ten seconds, even after that feeling of being watched vanished, Prince Ruitai maintained this posture.
Cautious?
How could he not be cautious?
If he showed any flaw.
He would be back to square one.
After a full five minutes, Prince Ruitai finally stood up.
He didn’t go to the secret room.
Though he was eager to see Sewock VII, he knew now wasn’t the ti.
He had to endure.
Had to endure.
"Soon! Soon!”
"It will all be over!”
Prince Ruitai thought silently in his heart, then quickened his pace and pushed the door open.
"Your Highness?”
The attendants looked at the walking Prince Ruitai and saluted one after another.
"Prepare the carriage, I’m going to the ‘Knight’s Camp’!”
Prince Ruitai said.
"Yes, Your Highness!”
The attendants imdiately complied.
About two minutes later, a private carriage bearing the royal insignia but with personal emblems at the front headed towards Tert’s ‘Knight’s Camp.’
Not in the honorary sense of knights.
It was where the real ‘Knights’ gathered.
…
In the morning, Taniel, who had not slept all night, groggily walked out of the room and down the stairs.
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