NOVPUBChapter 1501: 671 Motive_1 Chapter 1501: 671 Motive_1 The four leaders stood outside the grand hall, their expressions varying under the night sky.
As always, Green Dragon was stone-cold, Vermilion Bird’s face looked grave, as though deep in thought, while White Tiger leaned casually against a pillar, looking to the sky with an air of nonchalant elegance.
Divine Art, usually inconspicuous, was now standing dutifully as guard.
“Vermilion Bird.” The Holy Master’s voice echoed from inside the hall.
Subconsciously, White Tiger glanced towards Vermilion Bird and Green Dragon.
With no sidelong looks, Vermilion Bird stepped straight into the hall.
After the door was closed, White Tiger sidled up to Green Dragon with a smirk, “It seems that the Holy Master still trusts Vermilion Bird the most.
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Green Dragon, don’t you feel wronged?”
In Green Dragon’s hand was a small knife, rapidly flipping between his fingers, creating a sequence of after images that made White Tiger’s scalp tingle.
“It seems you have a lot of free time.
How about having a match with me?”
White Tiger laughed nervously, “Let’s not.
I know my limit.”
Even when he teamed up with Vermilion Bird and Divine Art, they didn’t stand a chance against Green Dragon, this man was ridiculously good in martial arts.
“Then keep your mouth shut.” The tone of Green Dragon was extremely cold and disdainful.
White Tiger went to Divine Art’s side again, and the two whispered to each other, talking about something.
In the hall, Vermilion Bird was kneeling on one knee, “Your subordinate sees the Holy Master.”
“Rise.”
Vermilion Bird stood up but did not dare raise his head.
“How long have you been by my side?”
“Your Majesty, seven years.”
“In a blink, seven years have passed.
I still remember when you were being pursued by enemies, and even after being stabbed several times, you refused to go down.
At that time, I thought, this is not an ordinary man.”
“You saved my life, Your Majesty, and I will repay this debt with my life.”
“Alright, I’ve heard these words so many times, they’ve formed a callus in my ear already.
You are the man I trust the most.
I have no need to hide some things from you.
Bella.”
Vermilion Bird bowed his head, as the sound of the bead curtain being pulled aside followed by a soft set of footsteps could be heard.
“From this day forward, Vermilion Bird, the only person you are to obey is her.”
“Understood.”
Vermilion Bird knelt again, facing in her direction, “Your subordinate Vermilion Bird sees the Saintess.”
“How is your investigation into Mr.
Aria’s poisoning?” The ethereal voice, carried a chilling frostiness.
“Saintess, all the evidence points to General Nando’s right-hand man, Atton Rowney.
However, while investigating the prison surveillance, I discovered that the person who poisoned Mr.
Aria is someone Mr.
Aria knows, or rather, someone who knows Mr.
Aria very well.”
“Go on.”
“There was likely something hidden in the food.
My speculation is a note.
After Mr.
Aria read the note, he swallowed it to avoid detection.
I’ve inspected the food carefully, and I did not find any poison.
The only possibility is that poison was smeared on the note, which has brought the investigation to a standstill.
The note must have mentioned someone or something that Mr.
Aria trusts, which is why he swallowed it without hesitation.”
The sound of the young lady’s calm voice came from above, “The person doing this is trying to cause a rift between General Nando and the Holy Master.
Could those who know about Mr.
Aria’s identity in Valecity, or even in the kingdom of Percival, be counted on one hand?”
Vermilion Bird bowed his head even lower, “I have failed in my duties.
Please, give me some more time.
I will ferret out the traitor.”
“Everyone has a motive for their actions.
In your opinion, Vermilion Bird, who would have such a motive?”
In Valecity, no, in the whole of the kingdom of Percival, there was only one person with such a motive.
A cold shudder ran through Vermilion Bird.
He had considered this possibility before, but facing it now, he found it absurd.
The future of Valecity would be far from peaceful.
After Vermilion Bird had left, Nikita Parker’s face was filled with worry, “I shouldn’t have pulled you into this battlefield.”
“Do you want to go home?” Aubree Groove asked calmly.
Nikita Parker was taken aback, after a long pause, she murmured, “Home?”
“A home where you and dad are.”
With tears welling up in her eyes, Nikita Parker said, “I dream of going back.”
“I’ll take you and father back home.” The determination in Aubree Groove’s gentle voice was unwavering.
Nikita Parker stared at the young girl in front of her in a daze.
This girl, still a child, had grown up in harsh conditions but never complained.
Now she planned and organised everything, calmly and smartly.
Every word she spoke held convincing power.
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Alora Hart was back in the prison cell again, but this time, her mental state was clearly off.
She seemed like she had suffered a huge blow and was acting odd, spouting nonsensical words.
As dusk fell, she developed a high fever and started acting as if she lost her mind.
This woman had publicly offended the Saintess and thus was the target of public fury.
After being paraded in the streets, she had been sentenced to lifelong imprisonment.
Her case was special and the Silver Armor Guard had expressly reminded that she must not die.
No one in the prison dared to delay.
They immediately reported Alora Hart’s condition to the Silver Armor Guard.
When Deonte Basil arrived at the prison, he brought a doctor with him.
However, after conducting the examination, the doctor shook his head, “She must have had a kidney transplant about a year ago.
The surgery was successful, but this patient had been disobedient.
Her kidney has developed serious infection.
If not treated promptly, her condition will continue to deteriorate, leading to organ failure and death.”
Deonte Basil frowned, “For now, she can’t die.”
The doctor gave Alora Hart a strong medicine, temporarily stabilizing her condition so it wouldn’t deteriorate further, but she needed to be hospitalized for professional treatment, otherwise, she wouldn’t last long.
Her body was like a leaky boat.
After careful patching, it could finally sail forward, but without proper maintenance and against a storm, the boat started leaking again.
Constant repairing had finally taken its toll.
The doctor looked at the young woman with pity in his eyes.
Even if she received professional treatment, she didn’t actually have much time left.
Deonte Basil thought for a while, transferred Alora Hart to the hospital, and arranged for two people to watch her around the clock.
The woman coming towards him was not a stranger to Deonte Basil.
He furrowed his eyebrows and asked, “What are you doing here?”
Bellona Capris smiled and peered into the ward at the woman lying on the bed through the glass door, “I brought her here.
She committed a crime, and I share the responsibility.”
“Huh!
Making a little effort and causing a big mess,” Deonte Basil left after throwing these words at her.
Bellona Capris pushed open the door of the ward, stood in front of the bed, and looked down at the woman who had fallen into a coma.
“Such a young age…
truly pitiful…” a soft tone of regret, but her eyes were all filled with cold derision.
Before leaving, do make the most of the heat that remains in your body.
On your tombstone, I’ll add the perfect touch to your epitaph.
