Chapter 147: Caught Red-Handed

Later, on the same day, Fredrinn discreetly gathered Ullyses and the other division commanders who had the highest favorability towards him. He didn't bring everyone to avoid alerting Kris Vone.

Soon, eight people came, including Ullyses. These people were the backbone of the Mad Bear Corps!

To complete his plan, he needed their cooperation.

At this moment, everyone stared at Fredrinn who had his back facing them.

"Everyone, I know that you must be confused right now. Why did I call you here?" Fredrinn suddenly spoke as he turned around.

"On our way here, I discovered something unusual. I believe some of you might have noticed it…"

"Isn't it weird that we hadn't encountered an enemy scout while marching here?"

When Fredrinn mentioned this, some of them narrowed their eyes as if they had realized something.

"Normally, we should have encountered a few of the enemy scouts, but it's like they were made aware of our presence and left before we discovered them."

Suddenly, one of the sharp-minded division commanders frowned as he spoke. "Sir, are you saying that there is a spy on our side?"

The moment he uttered those words, everyone's faces changed.

Fredrinn nodded. "That's right. I wasn't sure of it at first, but something happened that confirmed my suspicions."

"Did you all see the eagles from earlier?"

Everyone nodded. They had seen those two eagles.

"Those two are my tamed magical beasts and through my connection with them, I could communicate with them…"

Fredrin told them about what the eagles had discovered.

"What?!" Ullyses' eyes flashed with rage. They had almost fallen into the enemy's trap! If it weren't for Fredrinn's eagles, they would have been unaware of the danger lurking in the valley.

Everyone connected the dots and they realized that Kris Vone was the most suspicious person.

"Are you suspecting, Sir Kris Vone?" One of them dropped the name.

"I knew that bastard was up to no good! We can execute him on the spot, sir!" Ullyses' face contorted with fury. If it weren't for the others holding him back, he would have already stormed into Kris Vone's tent.

"We can do that, but not everyone would believe us. They would only think that I'm using my authority to eliminate him which wouldn't be good for me and the Mad Bear Corps." Fredrinn shook his head.

Ullyses calmed down after hearing his words. "What should we do then?" He asked.

Everyone stared at Fredrinn, waiting for him to respond.

"Earlier, I told him that we would attack the enemy camp tomorrow evening. If my suspicions are right, he should be writing a letter now to inform the enemy about it. As long as we get that letter, we will have evidence of his treason!" Fredrinn muttered coldly.

Everyone couldn't help but admire him. He was truly worthy of being the heir of the Firecrown Supreme Household! At the same time, they were also afraid of his ability to scheme. They immediately told themselves to never go against this young corps commander!

"Here's the plan… You guys should…"

***

Meanwhile, inside Kris Vone's tent.

He was sitting on a chair, writing something on a piece of paper. Occasionally, he would look around to check if someone was spying on him. After making sure that no one was nearby, he continued writing on the paper.

Kris Vone looked incredibly cautious as if he was afraid that someone would find out what he was doing.

'Fuck! To think that I would do something like this just to eliminate a snot-nosed bastard!' He thought furiously in his heart.

He could no longer stand the contemptuous gazes of the others. He believed that things would go back to normal once he disposed of Fredrinn.

It took him a few minutes to write the letter.

Kris Vone carefully folded the paper and sealed it with wax. He then rolled it and tied the center with a piece of string.

After making sure that the letter was properly sealed, Kris Vone shouted. "Bryan Roy, come here!"

Following his call, Bryan Roy entered the tent, his face looked calm and cold. "Sir, you called?"

Bryan Roy was a distant descendant of the Evergreen Supreme Household. He climbed his way to the top and was granted the surname Evergreen after years of struggle. He was one of the most loyal martial practitioners of the household whose task was to clean up the family's mess. In short, he does their dirty work.

"Send this letter to the enemy camp. Make sure that this will reach their commander's hands." Kris Vone muttered as he handed the letter to him.

Bryan Roy nodded and took the letter carefully. "I understand, sir!" Searᴄh the nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Go! Don't let anyone see you!" Kris Vone waved his hand.

Bryan Roy nodded. He then turned around and left to call their trained falcon.

However, something unexpected happened when he stepped out of the tent.

Hundreds of people had surrounded the tent. All of them were pointing their weapons at him.

Seeing all these people, Bryan Roy's first thought was to destroy the letter, but just as he was about to burn the letter, he realized that he had lost sensation in his right hand.

When he heard something drop, he looked down and realized that it was actually his hand!

"Don't move!" A cold voice drifted into his ears. He soon discovered that a person was standing behind him and the blade of a sword was already on his neck. One wrong move and his head would roll!

"What is going on out there?!" Kris Vone's annoyed voice echoed from inside the tent. When he stepped out and realized what was going on, his heart dropped.

Under Kris Vone's alarmed gaze, he saw Fredrinn approaching him from the middle of the crowd. The latter then grabbed the letter from the severed hand and smiled teasingly at Kris Vone.

"What do you think you're doing, Fredrinn?! Are you trying to betray the kingdom?!" Kris Vone was shaking in anger and anxiety.

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Fredrinn chuckled at his words. "What do you think will happen if I send this letter to Commander Galleon and tell him that you wrote it?" He muttered with a playful look while waving the letter in front of Kris Vone.