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Chapter 332 - Skarleta’s Reception
“What?”Grizelda, Thorga, and Kragnir all turned to look at Skarleta at the same time.“She’s still that calm?”Their surprise was understandable.After all, just like them, every time Skarleta heard the name Velkyn, she would usually look like she’d seen a ghost—paralyzed with fear, like the name itself carried the weight of divine judgment. Not just when the name of King Kael of Velkyn was mentioned—even just the sight of one of his envoys was enough to send shivers down their spines.But today, none of that fear showed on Skarleta’s face.It was as if the terror she used to feel had completely vanished from her heart. And that left the three goblin leaders deeply unsettled.What in the world had changed in this young woman?What was going through her mind?“Hah. Still putting on that calm act, are you?” Grizelda scoffed, clearly not buying it. She figured Skarleta was just faking it—putting on a show to mask her fear and appear cool in front of everyone.“Keep playing tough all you
Chapter 331 - The Envoy from Velkyn (Part 2)
“I know that,”Thorga said calmly, trying to soothe his cousin.“But Skarleta has never broken a promise. She gave her word she’d be here before noon. I’m sure we can wait just a little longer.”“It’s already been too long.”Kragnir stood abruptly, his patience clearly worn thin.He didn’t usually challenge Thorga’s reasoning, but this time was different. The stakes were too high to gamble with—especially letting King Kael’s envoy leave with that letter still undelivered.“I don’t want Velkyn marching on our doorstep over a simple misunderstanding. We need to act. We’re going to Walenstein to bring Skarleta back—now.”He was just about to storm out of the grand hall to fetch Skarleta himself when the heavy palace doors creaked open.There, striding in with regal poise, was a young goblin woman in her early twenties—stunningly beautiful, dressed in an opulent gown fit for a queen. Her confident steps echoed through the hall, and a teasing smile danced on her lips.“Thanks for waiting.
Chapter 330 - An Envoy from Velkyn
Stretching hundreds of kilometers south of Lanshire lies a vast island known as Kalidor. But just a few dozen kilometers off the coast of the Brynmor province sits a much smaller island—lush and green when viewed from above. This is Morven, birthplace of the goblins of the Morven bloodline.At the heart of this island stands a grand castle, encircled by five-meter-high stone walls and guarded round the clock by armored sentinels who take shifts without rest.Inside the castle’s council hall, three goblins dressed in regal attire sat in their respective chairs, their expressions tight with tension.“This is incredibly late. Far too late.”A striking goblin woman in her forties, clad in an opulent violet gown, kept casting anxious glances toward the towering three-meter-high doors. Her hand trembled slightly as she clutched a glass of wine—an unmistakable sign of unease. She looked every bit like someone waiting for an arrival long overdue.Her name was Grizelda, the ruling goblin of th
Chapter 329 - The Energy Vortex (Part 2)
As he stepped into the swirling vortex of aura, the Grand Marquis showed no signs of pain. His body was fortified with an immense reserve of pure inner energy—enough to resist the violent force radiating from the vortex.“Marc, hold on!”Frantically, Elliot checked the young man’s neck and wrist for a pulse. Nothing. Not even the faintest beat.Still, he didn’t panic. Without hesitation, he pressed both palms against Marc’s chest and channeled his inner energy into him.That’s when he noticed something strange—Marc’s right hand, which had previously been scorched, was now completely healed.“Am I seeing this right?” he wondered. “The medicine must’ve worked, didn’t it?”But even after nearly ten minutes of channeling energy into Marc’s body, there was still no sign of a heartbeat. His face was pale, his body ice-cold.“No! This can’t be happening! Marc has to live!”Panic crept into the Grand Marquis’s heart. He didn’t realize how fiercely he was exerting his energy—his palms now radi
Chapter 328 - The Energy Vortex
“B-But, my lady…”Bachary looked like he was about to protest.He had never questioned her before. Whatever Darla said, he would carry out without hesitation.But this time… this time felt different. His heart weighed heavy with her words. It felt like he was about to hand this young woman over to the enemy—and do nothing to stop it.Bachary wanted so badly to tell her what Marc was doing right now in Pinewood. That the master healer was working on something—something that could help her escape this marriage.But his mouth froze. He couldn’t bring himself to say Marc’s name. The memory of the promise he had made—to keep this secret from her, at least for now—locked his lips tight.“Enough!”Darla raised her hand.Her face was firm, resolute—even though sorrow still lingered in her eyes.“You’ll never understand what’s happening in my life. This situation is far beyond your grasp. So let me make my own decision.”Her voice trembled with bitterness, but her courage was unwavering.As sh
Chapter 327 - The Other Letter
Meanwhile, at the Quentin Manor…“My lady, this is entirely my fault. If I hadn’t been caught in that spell, maybe I could’ve brought back Lord and Lady Quentin. I’m utterly ashamed.”Kneeling on the ground, Lyman bowed his head low, regret carved deeply into his features.“No, my lady. The fault lies with me. If only I had arrived sooner… none of this would’ve happened. It’s my delay that caused all of this.”Beside him, Bachary also knelt, head bowed so low it nearly touched the floor. Just like Lyman, his face was a mirror of guilt and remorse.In truth, Bachary’s regret ran deeper than just the disappearance of Thomas and Annette. It stemmed from something even more personal—he had lied to Darla. For the first time in his life. The guilt gnawed at him, like claws tearing into his chest.Yet, Darla stood in silence before them, saying nothing. Her expression was taut, her brows furrowed tightly together. A faint sheen of sweat glistened on her forehead.“My lady…”Lyman and Bachary
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