Chapter 1897 The Unknown

Chapter 1897 The Unknown

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Sacred Order leader when listening to Frederik's current movements. "Who is the man?" "An Unknown."

Unknown? Hiss!~

Everyone's face twisted in disbelief and alarm. Do you know how hard getting an Unknown title is from them? Understand that in this world, the TOEPs are like Gods. They have eyes and ears everywhere. They can get any intel with a snap of their fingers. The only thing that might delay the news is the travel time it took for the news to circulate. So with how mighty they advocated themselves to be, what does it mean when they purposefully go out to find one's identity but come back with no results? Unknown? Who is it that evaded their detection when fleeing? Understand that they have tried to chase this unknown man severally after his meeting with Frederik. But for some reason, the man seemed to always vanish into thin air. Ghosts? Tsk. They didn't bloody believe in any damn ghosts. The man must have some unique escape technique that evaded them. "Dammit!" The leader of the hidden fortress exclaimed. "It's really pissing me off that there is still such a terrible person alive and we do not know everything about him?!"

He continued–

The man they have been meeting with recently, gave them a pen, pencil, 1 sheet of white writing paper and 100 squares of toilet paper. Even though they had 100 squares of toilet paper, you must be insane to think they would actually use such a heavenly artifact between their buttocks to wipe poop off. Just doing so would give them heart attacks to say the least. .

"Your Highness, I agree with them that for Laboon's sake, you must be the one to sit firmly on the throne." Decan, a burly ginger haired man advised. The others nodded in agreement too. Decan, Bain, and Kilmonga were 3 out of Frederik's 5 most trusted subordinates and second in commands.

They represented Frederik, and if only 3 were here, it meant the other 2 were out on official business on behalf of Frederik. After serving his Highness Frederik for years, they understood that Frederik didn't really desire the throne. He could care less who sits on the throne. But even though he showed no interest in the throne time and time again, his half siblings and aunts (Monarch's other wives), only thought he was pretentious. They saw him like a serpent who was slithering around, waiting for the right moment to strike. Do you know how many attempts have been made on his life by these people? In their eyes, they would rather kill 1 innocent person by mistake, than leave a pretentious serpent behind in the shadows.

If they killed him and he had no such thoughts on the throne, then oh well... It was unfortunate. But if they do kill him and he indeed had such thoughts, wasn't that a good thing? "Your Highness, I hope you see things in our own light. For even if you do not wish to fight, others will never let you go. So why not become serious once and for all?"

Frederik paused, knowing that there was truth in their words. Frederik clenched his fists, knowing he couldn't keep running forever. Indeed, it was time to take a stand and fight back... Fight back to get the throne!