NOVEL Legend of Dragon Son-in-law Chapter 1301: Interrogation

Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1301: Interrogation
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Chapter 1301: Chapter 1301: Interrogation

"Son-in-law?"

When Solaris Grove heard these two words, he gnashed his teeth in hatred!

If becoming a eunuch was closely related to these two people,

Solaris Grove chose to forgive Baylor Davenport.

Even if—

The knife was stabbed by Baylor Davenport himself, even if the knife was coated with hot pepper oil and mustard oil.

Even if the son-in-law didn’t do anything, but simply kindly gave the opportunity to him!

But the person Solaris Grove hated the most, was still the so-called son-in-law!

As for Baylor Davenport, of course, he chooses to forgive her!

"Sorry, we are not here to save you." Before Solaris Grove could speak, a man reached out and placed his hand on Baylor Davenport’s shoulder: "Princess of The North Sea, please come with us!"

"What’s happening?"

Baylor Davenport was stunned.

Solaris Grove... wasn’t here to save her?

"Take her away!"

Bang!

Before Baylor Davenport could understand what was happening, the man chopped her down with his hand, knocking her out.

"Can you be a bit more gentle?" Solaris Grove hurried over, supporting Baylor Davenport, and said with some distress: "Is there really a need to be so rough?"

"Have you forgotten why you’re no longer manly?"

The leader sighed, shook his head helplessly: "Don’t forget, The North Sea wants to kill you! Apart from Miss Nangong, no one dares to give you shelter."

"I know." Solaris Grove glanced at Baylor Davenport, his throat moved.

It hurts!

He, a man of more than six feet tall, had become a eunuch.

With this thought, he clenched his teeth and slapped Baylor Davenport’s face!

However, as his palm approached Baylor Davenport’s cheek, the force suddenly lessened.

A mosquito was slapped dead.

"Lucky it didn’t bite." Seeing that the mosquito had no blood, Solaris Grove finally took a long breath of relief.

Time passed, unknown how long.

Baylor Davenport was awakened by a bucket of cold water.

The icy, bone-piercing sensation forcibly pulled her from the dream where she castrated the son-in-law.

She raised her head and looked around.

This was a tent.

A spacious, large tent.

Several men in black stood around, but Solaris Grove was not there.

"Awake?"

The leader snapped his fingers, and immediately someone brought a chair over.

The man sat on the chair, smiling all over his face as he looked at Baylor Davenport.

At the same time, Baylor Davenport was assessing the man in front of her.

Through his voice, she recognized he was the leader from last night.

With fine brows and handsome eyes, he looked to be around twenty years old.

"Let me introduce myself." The man spread his hands, speaking very amiably: "I’m from Pendleton."

"Pendleton?"

Hearing about this organization, Baylor Davenport’s expression turned solemn.

Why did Pendleton capture her?

Could it be that the incident where Everton Davenport instigated Andrew to usurp power was exposed?

Has Pendleton started to pursue accountability?

"I know you’re very curious, let me explain slowly." The man smiled: "Pendleton controls the Seven Veins, and its mission is to overthrow the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance. Strictly speaking, Pendleton and The North Sea share the same goal. However, many in the Seven Veins are disobedient. This issue has given the Alliance Hierarch quite a headache."

"Speak plainly." Baylor Davenport’s expression immediately darkened.

Regardless, she was still the Princess of The North Sea, and it was somewhat disrespectful to be tied to a chair like this.

"Good, I like straightforward people!"

The man crossed his legs, and spoke: "Originally, when Kyler Reed infiltrated The North Sea, whom was he acting under the instructions of?"

"I am not clear on that." Baylor Davenport’s eyes were evasive.

Such details naturally did not escape the man’s eyes.

"I’ll ask one last time." After saying that, the man took out a small knife from his waist: "When Kyler Reed sneaked into The North Sea, who gave him the orders?"

"I’ve told you, I don’t..." Baylor Davenport didn’t finish her sentence, and her voice immediately disappeared.

The small knife in the man’s hand was already pressed against her face.

With a bit more force.

The pain came swiftly!

"I won’t kill you; I’ll only destroy you." The man smiled devilishly, sending chills down Baylor Davenport’s spine.

"Someone, bring in a mirror and place it in front of her."

As soon as the man finished speaking.

Heavily clad people quickly brought a spacious floor mirror.

Through the mirror, Baylor Davenport saw the knife on her own face.

"I... I’ll talk..."

Her throat moved, yet she couldn’t resist the terror.

Only in life do endless possibilities exist.

In death, there is nothing.

"Speak, Pendleton and The North Sea are friends, as long as you cooperate nicely, once we’ve dealt with the traitors, we will surely pay a visit to the king of The North Sea." The man put away the knife and quietly watched Baylor Davenport.

"It’s... it’s Grace River."

Baylor Davenport hesitated, and after a fierce internal struggle, let the words slip out.

She dared not gamble!

If her face were to be disfigured, she’d rather die.

"Very good!"

The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, smiling as he said: "If you had said you didn’t know just now, I would’ve cut immediately!"

Hearing this, Baylor Davenport felt a shiver run down her spine.

"Grace River, why did she send Kyler Reed to sneak into The North Sea? As far as I know, you and your father were both aware of Kyler Reed becoming an Elder. But, why create the false fact that Kyler Reed was trying to usurp your father’s throne?"

The man asked again.

His eyes were like those of an eagle, scaring Baylor Davenport into not knowing what to do.

This is a secret of The North Sea!

A core secret!

How does the man before her know about it?

Baylor Davenport’s mind went blank.

"I’ve said it, I am a man of Pendleton." The man leaned forward slightly and said with a light chuckle: "I know a lot of things. But Seven Veins is not playing by the rules, Pendleton wants to rectify this, and we must obtain evidence. You can choose not to speak, then I will simply bring your head to the king of The North Sea!"

Although Baylor Davenport had once propped up a small court of The North Sea in Five-river Province, facing the threat of a stranger, she was flustered without any support.

"Are you really a man of Pendleton?"

She asked with reddened eyes.

"Of course."

The man nodded, while twirling the knife: "I have limited time, if you want to go back..."

"Grace River, she’s related to the Imperial Veins..." Baylor Davenport painfully shook her head: "I don’t know much, I only know that Grace River is related to the Imperial Veins, and the Night Vein, where Kyler Reed is from, has to follow the command of the Imperial Veins. As for the issue of fabricating the usurpation by Kyler Reed back then, it was my father’s own scheme, I truly didn’t know about it!"

She admitted it.

If her face was to be destroyed, she had no choice.

The secrets of The North Sea, Baylor Davenport didn’t know much.

These were things she only learnt after Kyler Reed became an Elder and followed her to infiltrate the Five-river Province.

"Can you confirm that Grace River is a person of the Imperial Veins?"

The man asked urgently.

"Grace River... I don’t know if Grace River is a person of the Imperial Veins, but she is related to them..." Baylor Davenport bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, "I really don’t know..."

"Alright, take the princess to rest."

The man waved his hand, closing his eyes.

"Where are you taking me!"

Baylor Davenport asked nervously.

"Just to rest, I won’t kill you." The man patted her shoulder and walked away from the tent.

After calming his complex emotions, the man took out his phone and dialed a number. 𝖓𝔬𝖛𝔭𝔲𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒

"Your Grace, Baylor Davenport has confessed, Grace River is related to the Imperial Veins. The message Zhu Dai brought you is true."

"Hmm, Gabriel Abernathy, you did well, I commend you." From the other end of the phone, Julius Reed’s voice came through: "Give Solaris Grove and Baylor Davenport a chance to be alone, to cultivate some feelings."

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