Lord Chapter 800

Chapter 800 A Blunder

“Sir, we haven’t found Lyndon, but we found these two people sneaking around outside the King’s residence. They want to have an audience with His Majesty, but they refuse to tell us why, so we decided to bring them to you,” the guard said while pushing the two men forward.

“I’m Kelvin Andrews, the commander of the guards and the son of Jerry Andrews, His Majesty’s trusted advisor. Why do you wish to see His Majesty? Explain yourselves!” Kelvin questioned the two commoners who were dressed simply.

The two men exchanged glances before kneeling in front of Kelvin.

“Please stand up for us,

“What happened? You can tell me,” Kelvin said with faux agreeableness.

Mr. Andrews!” the men cried out tearfully.

“We’re from Panville. A few days ago, a man came to our community. He said he was going to Filren to assassinate their king and needed a place to stay, so we took him in. But he turned out to be a cold–blooded killer instead!”

The two men paused and started wailing.

Kelvin figured out what was happening. He deduced that the two men were talking about Jethro.

“That murderer killed a few people in Panville and beheaded them. He also forbade us from reporting this to anyone.”

Kelvin had a look of realization. Jethro was trying to trick them all. If this got out, Jethro would be dead meat.

Either way,

Kelvin didn’t care what the truth was. All he knew was that he had something to use against Jethro now.

“To think that such a deplorable person is roaming free in Diatoran! Rest assured, you two. I’ll find a way to locate this man and punish him! Guards, tend to these two men. I’ll meet His Majesty and report this to him right away,” Kelvin said with a smile.

“Thank you, Mr. Andrews!”

The two men thought they had found a righteous official who would seek justice. on their behalf. Alas, they had no idea they were entering the lion’s den.

+15 BONUS

Avon had never met Jethro before. When he shook hands with Jethro, there was a brief trace of unease in his eyes.

Jerry picked up on that.

“Mr. Dunn, what did you do to His Majesty? His Majesty no longer responds to my commands,” Jerry questioned Avon.

“I told you, Mr. Andrews. His Majesty is too frail right now. If you try to use witchcraft on him, his b*dy will crumble apart!” Avon explained.

Jerry and Jethro both sported thoughtful looks.

Just then, Avon heard a barely audible whisper.

“Morse code.”

It was something everyone in the army learned during their basic training, and Avon was well–versed in it as well.

He knew Caspian had something to tell him.

“I’m not familiar with witchcraft, Mr. Andrews. Let me check on His Majesty again,” Avon said before sitting down on the edge of the bed.

He placed the fingers of his right hand on Caspian’s wrist.

Using internal force, Caspian controlled his pulse and used it to convey a coded

message.

“Have you found a solution yet?”

Avon tapped out his response. “No.

Caspian gave him another coded message. “I have the pill with the cursed bug under my tongue. Find a chance to get it out and study it.

“Got it.”

Avon was thrilled by the news, but he didn’t waste any time on unnecessary

comments.

The pill with the cursed bug was precisely what he needed.

Meanwhile, Jerry and Jethro both felt apprehensive as they watched Avon, who had his eyes closed.

Balthazar was Jerry’s trump card. If anything happened to Balthazar, Jerry wouldn’t be able to continue having an iron grip on Diatoran.

All of a sudden, Avon gave Caspian a pat on the back.

+15 BONUS

Caspian coughed and pretended to vomit, silently spitting out the pill onto Avon’s palm.

Then, Avon pretended to check Caspian once more.

“Mr. Andrews, there’s an urgent call from Champion Welch of the Central Plains!

a guard suddenly reported.

Annoyed, Jerry snapped, “I told him to hold his horses!”

“But Champion Welch also said that if His Majesty doesn’t take his call, he’s going to march into the King’s residence to have an audience with him!” the guard mumbled feebly.

Just then, Caspian sat up and looked around in a daze.

“Are you alright, Your Majesty?” Jerry came over and asked with a smile.

“I used life force to clear out His Majesty’s meridians. He’s no different from a puppet now. He’ll do whatever you say,” Avon muttered to Jerry.

Jerry was overjoyed. Everything would be fine as long as Balthazar obeyed his orders and appeased Joseph.

Joseph was getting suspicious, so it was important to dispel his doubts.

“Mr. Dunn, Mr. Roman, bring His Majesty over to the phone so that he can talk to Joseph,” Jerry instructed.

Then, Jerry muttered some words into Caspian’s ear, using him as a mouthpiece.

“The Four War Gods are to hold their positions and defend their territories. No. one is allowed to act without my command or they’ll be executed!”

“Your Majesty, is that you?” Joseph exclaimed agitatedly.

He had heard rumors about Balthazar being controlled like a puppet.

But now that he was on a call with Balthazar himself, he felt less concerned.

That being said, Joseph was still somewhat doubtful. Why did Balthazar insist on having Caspian withdraw from Filren? At the time, Caspian and his army had already conquered Filren’s capital. It would’ve only been a matter of time before they conquered all of Filren.

“It’s me, Champion Welch. Did you have something to tell me?” Caspian asked.

To dispel all possible doubts, Caspian repeated the words Jerry had fed to him.

“Are you alright, Your Majesty?” Joseph asked in concern.

+15 BONUS

“Everything’s fine. I’ve just been very busy, and I came down with the flu because of that,” Caspian replied, again as per Jerry’s instructions.

Now that Joseph finally got on a call with Balthazar, he swiftly reported on Diatoran’s situation.

“Your Majesty, the Filrenians have been posturing more and more at the border of West Aridlands. Champion Santos has already dispatched 500 thousand soldiers to the border.

“I’m worried that he might not be able to handle the battle himself, so I plan on sending 200 thousand of my soldiers as reinforcements,” Joseph said.

Alarmed, Jerry hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand.

“Excellent!” Caspian said.

Jerry was dumbfounded. Why did Balthazar say that?

“Tell him to stay put. Don’t make any reckless moves,” Jerry whispered into Caspian’s ear.

“Tell him to stay put. Don’t make any reckless moves,” Caspian repeated verbatim.

“I will pass the message to Champion Santos, Your Majesty. What about the reinforcements?” Joseph asked.

Jerry was flustered. He had made a blunder with the sentence, and Joseph misunderstood his meaning.

Alas, he couldn’t even raise the volume of his voice, lest Joseph sensed something was amiss.

“Tell him no,” Jerry said as he glared at Caspian. He even raised his right hand in front of Caspian, poised to hit him if he said the wrong thing.

“No, 200 thousand isn’t enough. You need 500 thousand!” Caspian swiftly said. to Joseph.

Jerry felt like he was about/top

a vein.

If a million soldiers were gathered at West Aridlands, it meant that a battle was

inevitable.

On the other hand, Joseph didn’t suspect a thing. This was the response he expected from Balthazar, the mighty and imposing ruler he knew!