Chapter 358



358 Where Is The Way Out?

Selma Payne’s POV:

Half a month had passed, and everything was calm. Nothing had happened.

The warriors secretly stationed around the sacrificial candidates did not touch a single strand of wolf hair. The works of art, plants, books, and other things deeply related to the demons were still safely left in museums or on the land as if no one cared about them.

However, we still couldn’t let our guard down.

It would take time to form a new divinity. It could be a few days or a few years. Perhaps Azazel had already filled his pitch-black chest again, or he still needed more time. But no matter what, we were far more anxious than Azazel. We needed more time and couldn’t wait for him to drag it out.

The Evaria Family’s parasites in the dungeon were relatively easy. They did not even have one percent of Locke’s stubbornness and quickly confessed. They were related to the wanderers but did not admit that they deliberately conspired to attack the palace. They only said they were working together to do illegal immigration and smuggling.

Even the wanderers had to survive. They were like stray dogs that ate and slept in the open. They live by stealing things from different packs, like rats. They argued, “I admit I made some money from them, but this is purely business. I know nothing about their attack on the palace.”

The one in charge of the interrogation was Aldrich; he had a lot of experience in this, and it would be a wonder if he believed these people’s nonsense.

“Purely business?” He snorted coldly. “Having private dealings with the wanderers is purely treason, gentlemen.”

The other party immediately turned red and shouted at the top of his voice, “Slander! I swear to the Moon Goddess that I have nothing to do with those wanderers other than trading money and goods. I have never had the intention to harm the werewolves!”

“Even if you only sold a piece of bread to a wanderer, it’s also considered aiding the enemy from the law.” Aldrich laughed sarcastically. “You’re confessing.”

The other party didn’t expect him to keep harping on smuggling. Other than panic and anger, he didn’t know what to say.

This was not hard to understand.

For these scumbags, stepping on the bottom line of morality and the law to accumulate wealth had almost become their survival instinct. This was the primary means by which they maintained their extravagant life. This was what they did, their relatives did, and their ancestors did. This had become a tradition, so what was wrong with tradition?

As for morality and the law, they were nothing in their eyes. Morality was just a cover to embellish themselves, and they wanted it to make themselves as bright as possible.

There was no need to mention the law. Several years ago, the laws were even personally revised by their ancestors. If that was the case, then wasn’t the law just one of the luxurious legacies left behind by their ancestors? Wouldn’t they be able to do whatever they wanted?

That was why they were angry and felt wronged. They believed that Aldrich had betrayed them and the nobles. As a member of the nobility, he should follow these unspoken rules like them, find a way to take power from the hands of the Lycan King, and use a blunt knife to cut off the flesh and blood of the people and all the werewolves to maintain their high and noble status.

Therefore, after all the quibbles and hints were fruitless, these people bitterly criticized Aldrich, “Do you think that you can be a Prince or a King after marrying the Princess? Stop dreaming! You either take away your power from her or become a dog under her feet! No king is willing to share their power with others.

“Your path of survival is on our side. We are your companions! The Oromalivira Family would not last forever. It would one day be crushed by the werewolves like all the royal families that had taken over the kingdom of werewolves. Only the nobility is eternal. Only by returning to our camp can you pass on your power and status to your descendants!”

Aldrich only quietly looked at their spit flying everywhere, not saying a word.

They were still babbling on. “Don’t be stubborn. Look at the current situation. The wanderers are starting fires everywhere. Even the demons hate us. What else can it be if this isn’t a sign that the werewolves are about to enter chaos? A country bumpkin who came out of nowhere, openly occupying the crown prince’s throne, not knowing anything, and daring to mess around at the border, do you see any Alpha agreeing with her actions? She was digging the roots of all Alpha. She was personally burying her future! The royal family has already declined, and the Oromalivira Family might be finished in her generation. It’ll be too late if you don’t jump off the ship.

“If the Oromalivira Family is finished, what about you? What will happen to the Evaria Family?” Aldrich suddenly interrupted them and asked in a deep voice.

“When the royal family is gone, and the werewolves have to choose a new one. The Evaria Family has always been close to the Oromalivira Family. Do you want to succeed as the new royal family?”

Those people were stunned by his questioning. They were like elks frightened by the sound of gunfire for a moment. They could only look at the hunter in a daze, not even thinking about running for their lives.