Lord of the Truth

Chapter 851: Second chance?



"That is really interesting!" Jabba whistled softly and turned back to watch Holak, "Your words made me appreciate that man even more..."

"You should be careful with him and think about what he's hiding instead!" The Marshal shook his head, "There's no way he could have defeated that wyvern no matter how powerful he is, and even if we assume he did, the Beast Kings have unparalleled arrogance and pride, they would rather die than allow anyone to give them orders, let alone ride them!"

Then he continued angrily, "Look at Durger the Devourer, for example, we attacked him 4 times over the course of 10,000 years, each time he killed many of us but each time we were able to beat him up and take his spilled blood, not once did he back down or accept to communicate with His Majesty Pythor, and here he is gathering the beasts around him and preparing for the fifth round!"

"Are you saying that Holak has something that made the wyverns obey him? Man, you're making him even more mysterious, no wonder His Excellency keeps giving him chances one after the other..." Jabba laughed, shaking his head.

"Humph, it doesn't matter anyway, no matter how strong those two are they can't do much by themselves, look at what's happening in the army!"

The marshal laughed as he saw what was happening on the ground. There, the Great Serpent Empire's army was quickly pushing back one of the local army's spots and the protectors of that spot were retreating like locusts.

In a few more minutes, they would have completely taken over this place, This would destroy the local army's formation and disrupt any communication between them. It was the beginning of the end of the battle!

"...That's the second strangest thing about the battle. They shouldn't have retreated like that. If they had stayed where they were, support would have come to them. Ancestor Holak seems very angry with them too..."

Jabba leaned his back on the couch and knitted his eyebrows, then he looked back at those retreating. After about a minute, he opened his eyes wide and spotted among the retreating people a bald person wearing a huge rosary as a necklace. "That man, could it be that they are...?!"

"Their retreat is indeed strange, but that Holak looks like a watermelon head who understands nothing but rushing madly and won't do any major tactics." The Marshal laughed and looked at Jabba, "Am I misunderstanding the situation? If you see something I don't, tell me so I can warn the comrades."

"...No, the situation is still strange to me too." Jabba shook his head and went back to watching the battle.

Then after a few more minutes, his eyebrows furrowed and he quickly stood up, shouting to the Marshal, "It seems we have an uninvited visitor, I'll take care of it." He then opened a teleportation portal.

...n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ten miles from the gate to the City of Hope

*Bzzzz*

Jabba stepped out of the instant teleportation portal and scanned the area with his soul sense until his eyes locked on the shadow of a huge rock, "I know you're there, get out or I'll get you out myself."

*Shiiii*

A figure wearing a black mask and pitch-black clothes slowly emerged from the shadows, "You didn't have to bother yourself, Mr. Jabba, I would have even come to you."

"We are a sovereign power now, do you think this is a stable to come and go as you please? I already posted an announcement that all Shadow Swords are forbidden from approaching the City of Hope or they will be imprisoned or killed, and here you are getting this dangerously close..." Jabba's eyes lit up with a slight killing intent and he clenched his right hand, "Give me one reason why I won't crush you immediately."

"I didn't come with any ill intentions, Mr. Jabba, I am here by order of His Excellency to deliver this message to you." Shadow Sword quickly responded and threw a small metal card towards Jabba.

Jabba took it after a quick glance, then waved at Shadow Sword, "You may leave."

"Thank you for your generosity." The Shadow Sword bowed close and then returned to the shadow, quickly using the Shadow Movement Technique to disappear from the area.

..." Jabba talked to the metal card for over a minute, finally closing his eyes and inserting his soul sense.

After another full ten minutes, Jabba opened his eyes again, sighed, and entered the instant teleportation portal once more.

Above the Senate Tower - City of Hope

"Did the Shadow Hunting Net pick up another signal? How many did you catch this time?" The Marshal laughed out loud when he saw Jabba return

Jabba had designed several talismans that were meant to monitor the shadows and detect any suspicious movement in order to prevent the Shadow Swords from penetrating the city as they had before.

"He wasn't here to infiltrate, he brought me a message this time." Jabba moved straight to his seat and threw the metal card toward the Marshal

He then sat down and covered his face with his right hand, it was clear that he was in a very bad mood.

"Hmm?" The Marshal was surprised by Jabba's sudden change in mood, then he inserted his soul sense into the metal card, this wasn't the first time he had dealt with this type of information transfer technology

After only 5 seconds, he took out his soul sense and threw the card aside, "What kind of nonsense is this?"

The content of the letter is actually very simple, Robin tells Jabba to be ready to intervene in the war after the Northern Army and the Invading Army clash around the Northern Edge Mountain, and also tells him that the Demons will help him at the right time.

"Hahaha, I don't even know where to begin to describe the absurdity of this letter, that person is delusional! Does he think he can see the future? And even determine when the battle will happen when to intervene and who will help you?! And he actually chooses you from among all people? Hahaha, this is too funny, HAHAHAHA!!!" Marshal Lacrosse quickly found himself a seat and held his stomach from laughing so hard.

As for Jabba, he kept covering his face, his lips trembling violently under his hand...

Apart from the superficiality with which the Marshal read the letter, he knew the true meaning behind it

The Shadow Hunting Net was deployed late, so the Shadow Swords were filling the city until very recently, this is aside from the spies of the Burton family inside the sect and even inside the Senate itself, and not to mention the new technologies that are appearing every day in the True Beginning Empire...

To say that Robin didn't smell the news of a Marshall's ship entering all the way to the heart of Hope City is a stretch of the imagination.

Robin's message today is far from what it seems, it indicates two things and no third:

His Excellency is either giving him another chance to reconsider his decision, or he still refuses to believe that he betrayed him.

And in both cases, he...

*CRACK* Jabba removed his hand from his face, smashed the table next to him, and shouted

at the Marshall, "Keep laughing you motherfucker and I'll use your fangs as a bottle opener, try me if you want!!"