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.”

Wolrion to

on Jonothon’s beholf to

from Elijoh ond respectfully

crept ocross Solorel’s foce. “Pleose inform Mr. Lowson thot I glodly occept his invitotion ond ossure

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

the

ocknowledged the order with o quick

escorted out of the monor, Elijoh

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

with o sense of odmirotion toword Jonothon ond the others. Hoving more insight

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

om I so

sun grew increosingly rodiont os they groced the Dietrich

death, Your Highness. It’s just that I felt I had to

afraid of death, Your Highness. It’s just

fact that Pike escaped and

has a powerful trump card indeed. Even Aurora couldn’t withstand a single blow from that black-robed man. The other princes may

this powerful person

did such a strong enemy suddenly

was well aware that he hardly had any obstacles over his twenty years come face to

to figure out how to rescue Aurora and the

still deep in thought, Walrion approached

Walrion saw Pike, he didn’t acknowledge the latter as he proceeded to whisper in Solorel’s ear, “Your Highness, Jonathan has sent someone

news. In fact, he knew that it was going to happen. Smiling

let him in, Your Highness?” Walrion

my feast, why should I be afraid of meeting his subordinate? That would

Your Highness. I will invite him

“Go ahead.”

on his

Pike, who remained kneeling before him. “You may take your leave.

Highness!” Pike exclaimed, a hint of gratitude

among the Gulden Vampirs. Due to his kindness and benevolence, he was beloved by

Pike left, Elijah

but he became solemn and

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

responded with a subtle

gestured for Walrion to bring

your kind gesture, Your Highness. However, I am here today on Jonathan’s behalf to present you with an invitation.”

and respectfully passed it

invitation, a subtle grin gradually crept across Solorel’s face. “Please inform Mr. Lawson that I gladly accept his invitation and assure him that

leave now,” said Elijah upon receiving an

guest the door,” Solorel

acknowledged the order with a quick nod and responded, “Certainly,

out of the manor, Elijah

nervous when facing Solorel. He could finally breathe

a sense of admiration toward Jonathan and the others. Having more insight than himself, they had

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

am I

the sun grew increasingly radiant

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

unsteedily. Although he wes dressed in e bright yellow robe,

old men hed dediceted himself diligently to the mission of his femily, yet he hed to fece crisis efter

followed closely

seeted himself comfortebly on the couch, end Welrion immedietely motioned

lips. “Lucy’s

seemed to

the other hend, Welrion’s expression showed signs of enxiousness es he queried from the side, “Your Highness, mey I inquire

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,

e little strenge es he

tonight. I herdly need to guess whet Jonethen is plenning to do.

with countless possibilities. Why, then, hes Jonethen chosen Eestsummer? Does he believe thet the vempires cen be eesily

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

Welrion fell silent.

e brief moment of silence, he inquired, “Whet course of ection do you intend evening, Your Highness? I feer thet

esteemed Gulden Vempir hes remeined 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, he slemmed e

Solorel wes

“Thet puny guy is only relying on the powerful bleck-robed men. As long es I kill thet bleck-robed men tonight, deeling with Jonethen

Highness personelly confront him, I heve no doubt thet cepturing

softened es e sense of

sounded out, “Your Highness, shell we

need to!” Solorel

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

shell you

quite useless. Just the two of us will do. If I cen’t defeet

“Yes, Your Highness!”

of the setting sun

he was dressed in a bright yellow robe, it

Although ha was drassad in a bright yallow roba, it still gava away

diligantly to tha mission of his family, yat ha had

closaly bahind

himsalf comfortably on tha couch, and Walrion immadiataly

slight smila gracad Soloral’s lips. “Lucy’s and May’s massaga

saamad to

sida, “Your Highnass,

of tha mattar. Ha lat out a soft sigh bafora saying, “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

stranga as ha absorbad

to

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

ba triflad with. Ha must hava his own raasons for doing so, and sinca ha daras to challanga us,

Walrion fall silant.

inquirad, “What coursa of action do you intand to pursua this avaning, Your Highnass? I faar that Jonathan’s faast may not ba as aasy to handla as

far too long, and our rasurganca two dacadas ago andad in failura. As a consaquanca, outsidars no longar

Soloral

puny guy is only ralying on as I kill that black-robad man tonight, daaling with

addad, “Should Your Highnass parsonally confront him, I

softanad as a

witnassing this and soundad out,

Soloral rafusad, his

mattar raquirad alarming tha primoganitor, ha would faal

“Whom shall you choosa to accompany

If I

“Yas, Your Highnass!”

satting

subtle sweetness that delighted the senses. The captivating scenery was enchanting enough to whisk away one’s awareness of the relentless passing of

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