novelapdf Chapter 113 CH 100: ALL SIDES
Chapter 113 CH 100: ALL SIDES
[GORFARD MANSION]
“Young master, the Lord is calling for you.”
The butler of the house, standing behind the door called for the heir. From what he was hearing, it seemed like he was still going at it, with the blue wolf slave.
In the past, the young master had a vast number of slaves at his beck and call. Even though maltreating slaves was a crime, it wasn’t something that seemed to stop him. After all, a crime was only one if you got caught. But, lately, it was as if he was in trance. All his attention was only focused on this one slave.
Chuckling, he adjusted, the ring on his finger. He had been doubtful at first, but as the apostle had told him, that pitiful young man was slowly becoming even more of a waste than he was initially.
‘Well, the young master should be happy. He will become one of the cornerstones for the advent of the Crimson Lady.’
Hiding the deep fanatical light shining in his eyes, he bowed once the door opened, only sparing a glance at the half-naked blue wolf laying on the bed, her body stained with body fluid.
Leonard Gorfard, looking pissed off, asked, “What does the old bastard want?”
“Young master please, pay attention to your words.”
Inwardly though, he was gloating. Leonard had always been a man who paid attention to outward appearance. Even though he was trash, he was smart trash, in the past, he would have never openly uttered such stupid words.
Leonard frowned before continuing, “Then let me rephrase it, what does my, oh, so honored father wish?”
“His highness will soon arrive” He could see the expression Leonard crumble, but this didn’t stop him. “His lordship wishes for you to stop your...Let’s say unsavory activities and prepare yourself. He also wanted me to remind you to hide your slave, lest the prince see her and find out that she is an illegal slave. After all, the prince won’t be the sole noble present.”
The truth was that the master said no such thing. After all, while he did despise his son, he had enough faith in him to understand what to do on such occasions. But how could Leonard know this?
As he expected, Leonard gave a cold smile, “I see... I understand. Tell my father that I will be on time.”
The way he emphasized on the word father told how angry he was, which couldn’t make the butler happier.
‘Be it father or son, they are just people filled with useless pride and an inferiority complex.’
“Then, If I may.”
Bowing once again, he turned back and left, his hand still twirling his ring. He didn’t know what the apostle was plotting but it didn’t matter. Even if he was caught, it would be all worth it as long as it was profitable for the Crimson Lady.
‘Let the wings of freedom soar in the sky!’
Murmuring in his heart, he went to finish the preparation.
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[HIGHLAND MANSION]
“Dear uncle, you called me?”
In an office, Ares Highland stood while looking at his uncle with curiosity and worry. He knew that his cousin had been afflicted with a seemingly incurable disease that put her in a deep sleep.
Giving a warm smile, Gerald opened his drawer and took out a bottle of alcohol, “Relationships must slowly be formed, but nothing better than some good liquor to forge relationships between men.”
“What’s this mark? I never saw such a bottle.”
The Duke Highland was an alcohol collector and Ares had seen many of the rarest ones.
Giving it to Ares, Gerald answered, “This is a special brew made by the dwarves under my commission. Only three of this kind exist. I have drunk the first one with your King Mars, the second one with your deceased parents, and my son-in-law when you and my granddaughter were born. This one...Is the last.”
At the mention of the kings and his parents, Ares had a solemn expression as he took the bottle firmly in his hand.
“Tonight, the Gorfard invited many nobles to welcome his highness. His preparations are truly extravagant. Your sister will not go. Use this occasion to become closer to his highness and share a drink with him. The rest will be left to you.”
“Understood.”
“Then, this is all, you may go.”
Nodding, Ares turned and began to leave.
“Ares.”
“Yes?”
Turning he squinted his eyes as the expression of his uncle was covered by a ray of waning sunlight coming through the window.
“....Nothing, just know that no matter what happens, I am proud of you.”
Feeling his heart warming, Ares dipped his head in a bow and left the room.
Now, alone, Gerald stood up and looked at a portrait in the corner of the room. On it, a family of three happily smiled at him.
Sighing, he painfully closed his eyes as he murmured, “Soon, soon, everything will end. I just have to hold on for a short while.”
Calming his shivering hand, he slowly left the room; his steps, filled with determination.
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[CROWN’S SHADOW HIDEOUT]
“Is everything ready?”
Somewhere in one of the room, someone was seemingly murmuring to himself,
“I see. Then, once all the pieces are placed, it will be time to begin the requiem.”
Mirth could be heard in his voice despite his chilling words.
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The clock was slowly advancing, and all sides were making preparations. The events that were about to begin were nothing more than the first steps toward an event that would stay in the annals of history. Which side will come out on top? How many sacrifices will be necessary for victory?
This was something no one knew as of now.
(AN: Not even the author knows.)Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m