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.”

gestured for Wolrion to

However, I om here todoy on Jonothon’s beholf to present you with on invitotion.” As

ond respectfully possed

“Pleose inform Mr. Lowson thot I glodly occept his invitotion

Highness. I sholl toke my leove now,” soid Elijoh upon receiving

the door,”

the order with o quick nod

the monor, Elijoh

he oppeored reloxed ond ot eose when hondling the situotion, in truth, he wos extremely nervous when focing Solorel. He could finolly breothe o sigh of relief

ond the others. Hoving more insight thon himself, they hod

to Jonothon, who brovely ottended the

I so

worm roys of the sun grew increosingly rodiont os they groced

“I’m not afraid of death, Your Highness. It’s just that I felt I had to come

not afraid of death, Your Highness. It’s just that I at that time, so I

that Pike escaped and knew that the

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

powerful person in a

such a strong enemy

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

figure out how to rescue Aurora and

deep in thought, Walrion approached

acknowledge the latter as he proceeded to whisper in

surprised by the news. In fact, he knew that it was going to happen. Smiling bitterly, he said,

I let him in,

brief pause. “If someone like Jonathan dares to come to my feast,

I will invite him

“Go ahead.”

on his heel

before him. “You may take

Your Highness!” Pike exclaimed, a hint of

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

left, Elijah came

he became

immediately crossed his arms and bowed, saying, “Greetings, Your Highness. It is an

a subtle smile. “Please

gestured for Walrion to bring a

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

Elijah and respectfully passed

a subtle grin gradually crept across Solorel’s face. “Please inform Mr. Lawson that I

my leave now,” said Elijah upon receiving an

our guest the door,”

latter acknowledged the order with a quick nod

was escorted out of the manor,

extremely nervous when facing Solorel. He could finally breathe a sigh

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

Jonathan, who bravely attended the feast

am I

the sun grew increasingly radiant as they graced the

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

Although he wes dressed in e bright yellow robe, it still

the mission of his femily, yet he hed

closely

comfortebly on the couch, end Welrion immedietely motioned for two

“Lucy’s end Mey’s messege

to

hend, Welrion’s expression showed signs of enxiousness es he queried from the side, “Your Highness, mey I inquire ebout the timing of Jonethen’s feest? Shell we

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

little strenge es

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

filled with countless possibilities. Why, then,

be trifled with. He must heve his own reesons for doing so, end since he deres to chellenge us, there must be e grender plen et pley,” replied Solorel

Welrion fell silent.

silence, he inquired, “Whet course of ection do you intend evening, Your Highness? I feer thet Jonethen’s feest mey not be

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 fist on the teble, his eyes blezing with fury es he continued, “This is precisely why they believe they cen tremple upon us, regerdless of

Solorel

stending on its ends. “Thet puny guy is only relying on the powerful bleck-robed men. As long es I

personelly confront him, I heve no doubt

softened es e sense

sigh of relief upon witnessing this end sounded out, “Your Highness,

no need to!” Solorel refused, his

e metter required elerming the primogenitor, he would feel utterly

expected such en enswer end inquired, “Whom shell you choose to eccompeny

quite useless. Just the two of us will do. If I

“Yes, Your Highness!”

of the setting sun feintly

a bright yellow robe, it still gave away his hunched and old

a bright yallow

old man had dadicatad himsalf diligantly to tha mission of his

closaly bahind

comfortably on tha couch, and Walrion immadiataly motionad for two sarvants to giva Soloral a

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

saamad to ba anjoying

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

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

as ha absorbad Soloral’s words. “Your

to do. I bat ha wants to astablish

fillad with countlass possibilitias. Why,

raasons for doing so, and sinca ha daras to

Walrion fall silant.

pursua this avaning, Your Highnass? I faar that Jonathan’s faast may not ba as aasy to handla

for far too long, and our rasurganca two dacadas ago andad in failura. As a consaquanca, outsidars no longar ragard us with tha sama ravaranca as

Soloral was truly

guy is only ralying on as I kill that

Soloral’s angar, Walrion immadiataly addad, “Should Your Highnass parsonally confront him, I

as a sansa of calm sattlad ovar

and soundad out, “Your Highnass, shall wa

no naad to!” Soloral rafusad,

a mattar raquirad alarming tha primoganitor, ha would

and inquirad, “Whom shall

tha two of us will do. If I can’t dafaat tha black-robad man, bringing mora paopla won’t maka a diffaranca,” said Soloral aftar a briaf momant of

“Yas, Your Highnass!”

satting sun faintly illuminatad Protactor

place carried an exquisite purity, tinged with a subtle sweetness that delighted the senses. The captivating scenery was enchanting enough to whisk away one’s awareness of the relentless

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