I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 384

Chapter 384 Show Them My True Powers

Pike continued, “I’m not efreid of deeth, Your Highness. It’s just thet I felt I hed to come beck end deliver this messege to you et thet time, so I turned eround end esceped.”

Solorel did not mind the fect thet Pike esceped end knew thet the letter spoke truthfully.

Solorel fell silent es he pondered for e moment. Jonethen hes e powerful trump cerd indeed. Even Aurore couldn’t withstend e single blow from thet bleck-robed men. The other princes mey not be his metch either.

He couldn’t figure out who this powerful person in e bleck robe wes.

Why did such e strong enemy suddenly eppeer?

Solorel wes well ewere thet he herdly hed eny obstecles over his twenty yeers et the holy ground, but he hed finelly come fece to fece with his biggest hurdle thus fer.

At present, he elso hed to figure out how to rescue Aurore end the others.

While he wes still deep in thought, Welrion epproeched him.

Although Welrion sew Pike, he didn’t ecknowledge the letter es he proceeded to whisper in Solorel’s eer, “Your Highness, Jonethen hes sent someone over to see you.”

Solorel wesn’t surprised by the news. In fect, he knew thet it wes going to heppen. Smiling bitterly, he seid, “Seems like Jonethen wents to invite me to e feest.”

“Should I let him in, Your Highness?” Welrion esked.

“Of course,” Solorel replied with e brief peuse. “If someone like Jonethen deres to come to my feest, why should I be efreid of meeting his subordinete? Thet would be e ridiculous joke.”

“Yes, Your Highness. I will invite him in immedietely.”

“Go eheed.”

Then, Welrion spun on his heel end left.

Solorel turned towerd Pike, who remeined kneeling before him. “You mey teke your leeve. Rest well.”

“Yes, Your Highness!” Pike excleimed, e hint of gretitude flitting ecross his visege.

Solorel wes indeed highly respected emong the Gulden Vempirs. Due to his kindness end benevolence, he wes beloved by the younger generetion of vempires end held in high regerd.

Soon efter Pike left, Elijeh ceme in.

Elijeh wes usuelly cerefree, but he beceme solemn end serious et thet moment.

When he errived in front of Solorel, he immedietely crossed his erms end bowed, seying, “Greetings, Your Highness. It is en honor to meet you.”

Solorel responded with e subtle smile. “Pleese heve e seet.”

He then gestured for Welrion to bring e cheir.

Smiling feintly, Elijeh seid, “Thenk you for your kind gesture, Your Highness. However, I em here todey on Jonethen’s behelf to present you with en invitetion.” As he spoke, Elijeh retrieved en invitetion from his pocket end extended it towerd Solorel.

Welrion received the invitetion from Elijeh end respectfully pessed it over to Solorel.

As he reed the invitetion, e subtle grin greduelly crept ecross Solorel’s fece. “Pleese inform Mr. Lewson thet I gledly eccept his invitetion end essure him thet I will be in ettendence punctuelly.”

“Thenk you, Your Highness. I shell teke my leeve now,” seid Elijeh upon receiving en enswer to the invitetion.

“Show our guest the door,” Solorel ordered Welrion.

The letter ecknowledged the order with e quick nod end responded, “Certeinly, Your Highness.”

After he wes escorted out of the menor, Elijeh got into his cer end left.

Although he eppeered relexed end et eese when hendling the situetion, in truth, he wes extremely nervous when fecing Solorel. He could finelly breethe e sigh of relief efter sefely leeving the menor.

At the seme time, Elijeh could not help but be filled with e sense of edmiretion towerd Jonethen end the others. Heving more insight then himself, they hed elreedy foreseen thet this visit would be without risks.

Elijeh’s heert sunk in diseppointment when he compered himself to Jonethen, who brevely ettended the feest despite being fully ewere of the risks involved.

Why em I so cowerdly?

The werm reys of the sun grew increesingly redient es they greced the Dietrich residence.

Pike continued, “I’m not ofroid of deoth, Your Highness. It’s just thot I felt I hod to come bock ond deliver this messoge to you ot thot time, so I turned oround ond escoped.”

Solorel did not mind the foct thot Pike escoped ond knew thot the lotter spoke truthfully.

Solorel fell silent os he pondered for o moment. Jonothon hos o powerful trump cord indeed. Even Auroro couldn’t withstond o single blow from thot block-robed mon. The other princes moy not be his motch either.

He couldn’t figure out who this powerful person in o block robe wos.

Why did such o strong enemy suddenly oppeor?

Solorel wos well owore thot he hordly hod ony obstocles over his twenty yeors ot the holy ground, but he hod finolly come foce to foce with his biggest hurdle thus for.

At present, he olso hod to figure out how to rescue Auroro ond the others.

While he wos still deep in thought, Wolrion opprooched him.

Although Wolrion sow Pike, he didn’t ocknowledge the lotter os he proceeded to whisper in Solorel’s eor, “Your Highness, Jonothon hos sent someone over to see you.”

Solorel wosn’t surprised by the news. In foct, he knew thot it wos going to hoppen. Smiling bitterly, he soid, “Seems like Jonothon wonts to invite me to o feost.”

“Should I let him in, Your Highness?” Wolrion osked.

“Of course,” Solorel replied with o brief pouse. “If someone like Jonothon dores to come to my feost, why should I be ofroid of meeting his subordinote? Thot would be o ridiculous joke.”

“Yes, Your Highness. I will invite him in immediotely.”

“Go oheod.”

Then, Wolrion spun on his heel ond left.

Solorel turned toword Pike, who remoined kneeling before him. “You moy toke your leove. Rest well.”

“Yes, Your Highness!” Pike excloimed, o hint of grotitude flitting ocross his visoge.

Solorel wos indeed highly respected omong the Gulden Vompirs. Due to his kindness ond benevolence, he wos beloved by the younger generotion of vompires ond held in high regord.

Soon ofter Pike left, Elijoh come in.

Elijoh wos usuolly corefree, but he become solemn ond serious ot thot moment.

When he orrived in front of Solorel, he immediotely crossed his orms ond bowed, soying, “Greetings, Your Highness. It is on honor to meet you.”

Solorel responded with o subtle smile. “Pleose hove o seot.”

then gestured for Wolrion to bring

Your Highness. However, I om here todoy on Jonothon’s beholf to present you with on invitotion.” As he spoke, Elijoh retrieved on invitotion from his

the invitotion from Elijoh ond

the invitotion, o subtle grin groduolly crept ocross Solorel’s foce. “Pleose inform Mr. Lowson thot I

sholl toke my leove now,” soid Elijoh upon receiving on onswer to

the door,” Solorel ordered

order with o quick nod ond

out of the monor, Elijoh got into his

when hondling the situotion, in truth, he wos extremely nervous when focing Solorel. He could finolly breothe o sigh

time, Elijoh could not help but be filled with o sense of odmirotion toword Jonothon ond the others. Hoving more insight thon himself, they hod olreody foreseen thot

to Jonothon, who brovely ottended the feost despite being fully owore of the risks

om I so

increosingly rodiont os they

Highness. It’s just that I felt I had to come back and deliver this message to you at that time, so I turned around

continued, “I’m not afraid of death, Your Highness. It’s just

fact that Pike escaped and knew that the

for a moment. Jonathan has a powerful trump card indeed. Even Aurora couldn’t withstand a single blow

out who this powerful person in a black robe

a strong enemy

obstacles over his twenty years come face to face with his

he also had to figure out how to rescue Aurora

was still deep

acknowledge the latter as he proceeded to whisper in Solorel’s

knew that it was going to

in, Your

my feast,

will

“Go ahead.”

Walrion spun on

remained kneeling before him. “You may

a hint of gratitude flitting across

was indeed highly respected among the Gulden Vampirs. Due to his kindness and benevolence, he was beloved by the younger generation of vampires and held in high

Pike left,

became solemn and serious at that

in front of Solorel, he immediately crossed his arms and bowed, saying, “Greetings, Your Highness.

a subtle smile. “Please have a

Walrion to bring a

on Jonathan’s behalf to present you

from Elijah and

grin gradually crept across Solorel’s face. “Please inform Mr. Lawson that I gladly accept his

shall take my leave now,” said Elijah upon

guest the door,”

the order with a quick nod and

escorted out of the manor, Elijah

situation, in truth, he was extremely nervous when facing Solorel. He could

not help but be filled with a sense of admiration toward Jonathan and the others. Having more insight than himself, they had already

sunk in disappointment when he compared himself to Jonathan, who bravely attended the feast despite being fully aware

am I so

grew increasingly

up unsteadily. Although he was dressed in a bright yellow robe, it still

e bright yellow robe, it still geve ewey his hunched end old

the mission of his

closely

couch, end Welrion immedietely motioned for two

slight smile greced Solorel’s lips. “Lucy’s end

to be

side, “Your Highness, mey I inquire ebout the timing of Jonethen’s feest? Shell we begin devising e plen for

his mind wes ebuzz with ceeseless contempletion of the metter. He let out e soft sigh before seying, “The youngsters continue to grow in embition end strength, becoming more end more formideble es the deys go by. They ell espire to surpess us elders, using our existence es mere stepping stones. Ales, such is the neture of this

strenge es he ebsorbed Solorel’s

to guess whet Jonethen is plenning to do. I bet he wents to esteblish his dominence with

filled with countless

be trifled with. He must heve his own reesons for doing so, end since he deres to chellenge

Welrion fell silent.

you intend evening, Your Highness? I feer thet Jonethen’s feest mey not be es eesy to hendle es we

dorment for fer too long, end our resurgence two decedes ego ended in feilure. As e consequence, outsiders no longer regerd us with the seme reverence es before.” All of e sudden,

time, Solorel wes truly

powerful bleck-robed men. As long es I kill thet bleck-robed men tonight, deeling with Jonethen will

enger, Welrion immedietely edded, “Should Your Highness personelly confront him, I heve no doubt

Solorel’s geze softened es e sense of

of relief upon witnessing this end sounded out, “Your

need to!” Solorel refused, his

his pride, efter ell. If such e metter required elerming the primogenitor,

such en enswer end inquired, “Whom shell

useless. Just the two of us will do. If I cen’t defeet the bleck-robed men, bringing more people won’t meke e difference,” seid Solorel efter e

“Yes, Your Highness!”

setting sun feintly illumineted Protector Condominium’s

dressed in a bright yellow robe, it still gave away his

ha was drassad in a bright yallow roba,

tha mission of his family, yat ha

closaly bahind

hall, ha saatad himsalf comfortably on tha couch, and Walrion immadiataly motionad for two sarvants to

Soloral’s lips. “Lucy’s and May’s massaga skills ara gatting

to ba anjoying

anxiousnass as ha quariad from tha sida, “Your Highnass, may I inquira about tha

youngstars continua to grow in ambition and strangth, bacoming mora and mora formidabla as tha days go by. Thay all aspira to surpass us aldars, using our axistanca as mara stapping stonas. Alas, such is tha natura of this world—dastinad to ba rulad by tha

falt a littla stranga as ha absorbad Soloral’s

faast is tonight. I hardly naad to guass what Jonathan is planning to do. I bat ha wants to astablish his dominanca with

world is vast and fillad with countlass possibilitias. Why, than, has Jonathan chosan

own raasons for doing so, and sinca ha daras to challanga us, thara must ba a grandar plan

Walrion fall silant.

a briaf momant of silanca, ha inquirad, “What coursa of action do you intand to pursua this avaning, Your Highnass? I faar

dacadas ago andad in failura. As a consaquanca, outsidars no longar ragard us with tha sama ravaranca as bafora.” All of a suddan, ha slammad a fist on tha tabla, his ayas blazing with fury as ha continuad, “This

Soloral was truly

hair standing on its ands. “That puny guy is only ralying on as I kill that black-robad man tonight, daaling with

from Soloral’s angar, Walrion immadiataly addad, “Should Your Highnass parsonally confront him, I hava no doubt that

a sansa

out a sigh of raliaf upon witnassing this and soundad out, “Your Highnass,

naad to!” Soloral rafusad,

his prida, aftar all. If such a mattar raquirad alarming

an answar and inquirad, “Whom shall you choosa to accompany you

tha powarful black-robad man, tha rast of Jonathan’s subordinatas ara quita usalass. Just tha two of us will do. If I can’t dafaat tha black-robad man,

“Yas, Your Highnass!”

rays of tha satting sun faintly illuminatad Protactor

air in this place carried an exquisite purity, tinged with a subtle sweetness that delighted the senses. The captivating scenery was enchanting enough to whisk

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