Chapter 739 Plans in the Dark
Chapter 739 Plans in the Dark
"Greenton? Who exactly are they?" Caspian asked. He was familiar with a few gangs, but he didn't
know much about Greenton.
Willow and the others didn't know about Greenton either.
"They were a martial arts gang, and they were skilled in swordplay. They were famous for that," Tom
answered.
"Is that so? I've never heard of them," Caspian said after a pause. "Why did you hide the fact that
you're part of Greenton? Why did you come to Southlake City?"
"They were wiped out overnight. All I could do was seek refuge with some distant relatives."
"Oh? Just what enemies did Greenton have for them to meet such a cruel fate?" Caspian asked.
"I've told Laina about Skyarch Palace. I guess she didn't tell you about it." Tom hadn't intended to hide
this from Caspian, so he proceeded to explain everything.
Caspian and the others were shocked after hearing Tom's story. They hadn't expected Tom to have
such a pitiful backstory.
"What an amazing life story! This is perfect material for my next book!" Zoey exclaimed.
"Why did Laina fail to mention this? When she comes back, I'll have a word with her," Caspian snarled.
"I'm sure Captain Laina thought you were occupied, so she didn't tell you," Aria explained.
By the time Laina caught wind of the situation with Skyarch Palace, Caspian had already gone to
Dhord City. And by the time he ended his meeting there, Caspian had immediately assigned Macy and
her to a mission.
That was why Laina hadn't told him about Skyarch Palace then. She wanted to investigate the situation
before telling Caspian.
"Skyarch Palace is quite the mysterious organization. Do you know who's behind them?" Caspian
asked.
"No idea, but I think they want to unify the martial arts world. Didn't the Traditional Martial Arts
Association get decimated? It also seems that Skyarch Palace popped out of nowhere," Tom pointed
out.
"That's strange. Logically speaking, my intelligence network should have some information on them,"
Caspian said, puzzled.
"The person behind Skyarch Palace is an enigma. It's already incredible that he recruited so many
skilled martial artists.
"I heard that they have thousands of martial artists. With their numbers, no ordinary organization can
go against them," Tom said.
Caspian was suddenly reminded of the guards by Balthazar's side back at the king's residence. The
presence they exuded could only belong to a martial artist.
Caspian wondered if they had ties with Skyarch Palace.
He was only making a guess. He didn't know much about them, after all.
Logically speaking, a martial artist shouldn't be involved with royalty. However, Caspian was sure of
one thing—something must have changed at the king's residence.
He needed Laina back this instant so he could begin his investigation into the workings of the king's
residence.
"Is the Black Moon that you spoke about that powerful? By the way, you must guard the Black Moon
Technique Scroll well. Make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands," Caspian said.
Caspian knew what chaos awaited the world if such a powerful blade and technique were to come
together.
"Understood. I've already hidden the Black Moon Technique Scroll away. No one but me knows where
it is," Tom said.
Caspian didn't continue to question him. The scroll belonged to Tom, after all. As long as the Black
Moon Technique Scroll didn't fall into Skyarch Palace's hands, it was not his place to pry about it.
Meanwhile, Caspian's mastery over the Eldorian Scroll fragment had reached the next level. If he could
get his hands on another fragment, he was sure he would reach new heights.
"Lord Caspian, Jerry was a regular official. Why did His Majesty suddenly pay such attention to him?
It's just strange," Aria pointed out.
Caspian was aware that Balthazar's behavior was odd. He wouldn't have made such a baffling move in
the past and wouldn't take Jerry's words to heart.
Caspian had no qualms about being dismissed as the God of War due to disobeying the king's orders.
However, Jerry had done nothing and had no feats to his name either. So, how did he get promoted to
advisor?
With so many people here, Caspian didn't continue discussing this topic.
"This is not the place to talk about this. It'll put us in danger," Caspian said.
Aria nodded. She understood what Caspian meant. They would be in trouble if Jerry had spies here
and leaked their conversation.
"I really do think that His Majesty will reappoint you one day, Lord Caspian," Avon insisted.
"That's right. You're a talent that only appears once every hundred years, Lord Caspian. Diatoran
needs you," Aria said.
"We can talk about this another time. And stop calling me 'Lord Caspian.' I'm no longer a War God,"
Caspian remarked.
After some idle conversation, Caspian and the others left the hospital.
After they arrived at Riverside Villa, Caspian dialed Sylvia's number. He told her to inform Macy and
Laina to return as soon as possible.
Estrya's security was tight due to the recent assassination of their king. Still, she braved the dangers
and returned to Diatoran to help Caspian.
This was how she evaded suspicion.
…
Cecilia had begun studying at Southlake High.
Caspian had decided to let her live in the school dormitories so she could focus on her studies. This
would save her time from commuting.
…
Meanwhile, Caspian and Willow were about to go to bed back at Riverside Villa. The atmosphere was
a little different than usual as they sat inside their bedroom.
"The moon looks beautiful tonight," Willow suddenly said.
"It is. It's been a while since we could just admire the moon as it is," Caspian exclaimed as he looked
out the window.
"Life has its ups and downs. Sometimes, things just work out, and sometimes, they don't. Who knows?
Maybe leaving the military is a blessing in disguise for you." This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
"Diatoran is currently surrounded by enemies. I'm still worried about this country. I'm not pleased with
this," Caspian admitted.
"You already did your best and are loyal to your liege. But you still owe me many things," Willow said.
"When have I ever owed you anything?" Caspian asked, not quite understanding.