Chapter 1820 Finally Here!
Chapter 1820 Finally Here!
"Pardon me… Vites, so you do not require my assistance? I do have men–" "We do not need you weaklings you call men." Sorry. But even though Uliticus and others under Daymon have been privileged to train in Morgany every now and then, how can they be as skilled as true Morgs who have had to train in their secret arts since young? Unlike Uliticus\'s group who only trained in Morgany every few years, they who were born in Morgany trained in Morgany whenever they felt like it. Even when making their presence known tonight, they made little to no efforts sneaking in, shocking Daymon\'s men. So forgive them for looking down on his men. Just how we\'re such weaklings able to help them during their mission? If anything, they might become burdens for them instead. What\'s more, they must finish solving Daymon\'s matter, so they can rush to Arcadina and also take care of Sebastien\'s matter too. If not that they were close to Pyno after their last assignment, they would never have to deal with such tasks that are far beneath them. Lastly, after dealing with Sebastien Barn\'s matter, they must then branch to Baymard and lay in wait for the incoming fleets coming for war. Of course during that time, they will gather info, as well as visit a few people in Baymardian imprisonment. With so much to do, they really didn\'t have time to waste on such simple matters like Daymon\'s. .
Daymon smiled molar to molar while taking in their instructions. "Understood. I will arrange for your accommodations at once." "No need…" The leader slowly took to his feet, and all Daymon could see were shadows vanishing into the dark, out the balcony. It seems they have their hideout within the Capital city that they could rest their heads in. Well, it was indeed a safe idea to have them living out of his estate. He knew Sirius has always had people keeping a watch on him. So if Sirius should get any clues of their arrival, it would truly disrupt their plans. Of course, he didn\'t think the Vites would lose even if they were discovered. What he didn\'t want was for the time-lime to get prolonged. What? Didn\'t you hear them? In 9 days, he will finally sit on the throne. He didn\'t want 9 days to run into 11 or even 15 days. The job will eventually get done since it\'s the Vites assigned to it. But he didn\'t want it prolonged. And when he was sure his guests had left, Daymon finally opened his mouth, letting a hearty laugh out. Bahahahhahahahha~
Daymon held his belly, and fell into his seat in laughter. "Uliticus, Uliticus… Can you believe it? Can you believe that in 9 days I, Daymon MacLaine will be Yodan\'s Monarch?" Uliticus also had a broad smile on his patchy lips, "Aye… Young master. You deserve it. Tis\' truly a thing of joy."
Thing of joy indeed. This was the best news Daymon heard in a long time. (^π^)
"Uliticus… it seems we must prepare for my hasty Coronation. But remember, it must be done in secret!" "As you wish, young master."
Like so, a storm was about to blow in Yodan. Meanwhile, back in Baymard, the esteemed guests many were waiting for, had finally arrived!