<strong>Chapter 1266: Chapter 1266: Mule</strong>
Sris Grove was thrilled inside.
It would be best to have the beauty return with him.
Even if not possible, he could expose the deception between The North Sea’s prince consort and Mad Dragon, and save his adoptive father.
To personally execute his enemy!
No matter how you look at it, it’s not a loss.
But no sooner had he walked away than he ran into Julius Reed.
Both stopped in their tracks and looked at each other.
In Sris Grove’s eyes, there was fury and hatred.
This fury was not from being unable to ovee, but from being deceived.
Of course, being unable to overpower was also true.
If the man before him truly killed Mad Dragon, Sris Grove could also console himself.
After all, he lost miserably in the battle with Mad Dragon.
Inadequate skills, he could only me his own ipetence.
But in the end, it turned out to be a scheme?
A scheme devised by Mad Dragon and the man before him?
Sris Grove couldn’t ept it.
“Is there something?” he asked coldly.
The North Sea imperial pce was neither toorge nor too small.
The heavenly pce was powered by nuclear energy which continuously supplied energy, supporting a cluster of buildings nearly a hundred square kilometers in the sky.
Maintaining stability.
It felt no different from standing onnd.
“Indeed, there’s something.” Julius Reed rubbed his hands, looking somewhat embarrassed: “I want to ask you for a favor, but I don’t know how to start.”
“Asking me?” Sris Grove doubted if he had heard wrong.
The illustrious prince consort of The North Sea, with immense authority and about to marry the beautiful Princess Baylor Davenport, actually asking something from him, a family-shamed man?
“Are you mocking me?”
Sris Grove clenched his teeth: “Don’t get too pleased with yourself!”
He had already contacted the subordinates of the Right Minister and spread the news that Everton Davenport was Mad Dragon.
The loyal generals to the Right Minister were ready to initiate a pce coup.
They quickly returned to their posts and began arranging the specifics.
Possibly, at dusk, just as the banquet started, the prince consort and Mad Dragon would be beheaded.
Imagining Princess Baylor Davenport being more grateful to him, and after Everton Davenport was saved, announcing her betrothal to him, Sris Grove was secretly proud.
This could be a remarkable achievement.
Devlin was always cautious, and many people knew this.
Sris Grove believed this news couldn’t be false.
Remembering the recent events in the imperial court, he grew more convinced of this spection.
Challenging him?
He might not even need to wait until evening to step on his opponent’s head and strike down fiercely!
“You misunderstand, Brother Sris.”
Julius Reed was first taken aback, then surprisingly said: “I’ve always admired Brother Sris, where do these wordse from? Did I, your brother, do something wrong to offend you?”
“No! You’re doing very well!”
Sris Grove sneered impatiently: “Is there something or not? If not, I’m leaving!”
“There is something, and it’s quite important.”
Julius Reed sighed, then suddenly put his arm around Sris Grove’s shoulder.
“What are you doing!” Sris Grove said warily, afraid of being killed to silence him.
Could it be, this matter has been exposed?
“Brother Sris, when I say I admire you, it’s not just polite talk. To show my sincerity, I came to talk to you about something today.”
Julius Reed looked around, seeing no one nearby, then whispered: “Brother, I know you like Baylor Davenport.”
“Rest assured! The prince consort is you, I’m aware of my ce!” Sris Grove, teeth clenched and face ashen, said: “If you’vee to show off, please leave. I, Sris, can let go as well as pick up!”
“No longer love?”
Julius Reed asked.
“No longer love.”
Sris Grove replied coldly.
“Since you two are like that…”
“What? Pairing us?” Sris Grove thought he was hallucinating: “That’s your wife!”
“Not my wife!” Julius Reed shook his head.
What the hell.
His wife is Que Radcliffe, even if there’s another woman, why would it be Baylor Davenport?
“It’s just a marriage agreement, it means nothing. And today, I have spoken to Baylor Davenport,” Julius Reed whispered to Sris Grove: “She likes you, not me.”
“You guys…”
The mention of it made Sris Grove furious.
The incident where Baylor Davenport was spanked in public spread like wildfire.
Sris Grove’s heart was shattered!
That was the goddess he dared not desecrate.
Suddenly…
Crack!
His clenched fists cracked.
If it wasn’t for the fact that he couldn’t beat him, Sris Grove would really want to thrash the man in front of him!
“It’s true.” Julius Reed gently patted him, sighing deeply: “A gentleman does not snatch what others desire, especially since Sris is the person I admire the most in The North Sea. Therefore, I’ve decided to help you this time.”
“The princess said she likes me?”
Sris Grove pointed at himself, incredulously saying, “That’s impossible!”
“It’s possible,” Julius Reed reassured earnestly: “The princess worries that your love for a woman may hinder you from ying the enemy. She wants to inspire you to aplish great deeds in The North Sea, so no one can say that you gained your title through marriage.”
“The princess really said that?”
Sris Grove’s eyes gleamed.
“Of course.”
Julius Reed nodded solemnly: “A gentleman leverages beauty but never steals love. After my talk with Baylor Davenport, it’s even less likely I’d marry her.”
“You want to defy the king’s marriage decree?”
Sris Grove’s tone became increasingly agitated.
“It’s not defying, just helping true lovers.” Julius Reed pointed at the lipstick mark on his face, “I have someone I like, and this is the best proof. What happened today was intended to embarrass the princess.”
He said helplessly: “This lipstick mark, I put it on purpose tobel myself as a debauched yboy. This way, people would understand my breaking off the engagement.”
“Why do this? Why help me?”
Sris Grove was skeptical.
Things falling into hisp?
“To be honest, Everton Davenport is the Mad Dragon. And I am someone whose freedom is restricted by the Mad Dragon,” Julius Reed spoke softly: “If this gets out, we’d both die!”
“You…”
Sris Grove never expected.
That the fiance of The North Sea would personally admit to this.
Now hepletely believed.
“Mad Dragon hasmitted many sins, and I n to unite with the martial sects tonight at the banquet to execute him! As for Baylor Davenport, I’ll discuss a perfect solution with her.”
Julius Reed said mysteriously: “Tonight, wear a veil and take my ce with the princess in the bridal chamber. Once the rice is cooked, and Everton Davenport is rescued, he can only ept this marriage.”
“What… what…”
Sris Grove’s eyes nearly popped out.
“How can I tarnish the reputation of such a pure and chaste princess!”
As soon as he spoke, he was pleading.
“It’s the princess’s will.” Julius Reed turned and looked up at the sky: “I really envy you.”
“If you are not deceiving me, once the king is rescued, I will ensure your safety.”
“But you might have to lose something insignificant,” Julius Reed said meaningfully.
“Thanks to you, West Tower brother, for making this happen!”
Sris Grove knelt on one knee, cupping his fists: “I’m deeply grateful! In my next life, I will be your servant!”
“A mule, perhaps.”
Julius Reed spoke faintly.
“Why a mule?” Sris Grove didn’t understand.
“Uh… never mind.”
Julius Reed waved his hand, unable to mention that a mule is sterile.