Mijas paused for a moment before it finally slapped its leg in realization. "The prince didn't give us a signal!"
Besant nodded, lamenting that Mijas finally realized the situation. Calling for allies when one was ambushed was basic knowledge, but all of them knew of the prince's temper. The thirteenth prince often resorted to doing things alone just because it had some skills. On top of that, the prince barely faced any repercussions for his mistakes, solely because he was the prince, which only worsened his attitude. As long as the prince felt that it had an advantage, it would attack without bothering to notify its allies.
That was what Karsh was most angry about. If the prince had given them the signal, they would have rushed over, and the losses could have been kept to a minimum. The prince did none of that!
It caused the situation to escalate to that level.
The more Karsh thought about it, the more frustrated it was. It faced Mijas and Besant and said, "This is just very troublesome. If the prince had just been killed, then it's not that bad. I'm worried that he's not dead and that the enemies have him. The situation will be bad in that case."
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At that moment, Fane and the others returned to their hideout in the cave. When Rudy and the others saw them returning triumphantly, they were all excited.
Fane did not bother talking to them as he dragged the prince, who was still writhing in pain.
Fane tossed the prince inside and followed over. The cave was not that big, but there was enough space for one more. All of them looked toward the prince.
The ones who did not follow Fane were all very curious about what happened outside. Stephen was in no mood to explain things to them. His eyes never left the prince. Cloud was different as he patiently told everyone what happened.
Fane waved his hand and temporarily stopped the power of the Broken Soul Blade. When the pain diminished, the prince slowly opened its eyes. It was a bit startled. After all, it was surrounded by humans the moment it opened its eyes. It even wondered if it was dreaming.
However, all that confusion disappeared the moment it saw Fane's face. It could not help but shudder. All of its arrogance had vanished.
Fane laughed as he coldly looked at the prince, asking, "Do you want to guess why I kept you alive?" Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
The prince, despite his pompous nature, was an intelligent beast. The fact that it was still alive meant that they wanted to know what he knew.
The prince gritted its teeth as it stared at Fane. It did not say anything and looked like it was going to defy Fane until the end.
Fane let out a laugh as he took out a short dagger from Mustard Seed. He placed the dagger right against the prince's neck.
"I'm not really a nice person, and time is ticking. You'd better be smart about things, or I'll make you. You remember how pained you were just seconds ago, don't you? Do you want to try it again?"
The prince's lips trembled as all its muscles shuddered in his fear. Thinking about the pain, it could not stop itself. That pain caused it to lose control, and the prince even felt like it was worse than being thrown into boiling oil.
Its hands trembled as it lowered its head and said, "I don't know anything!"
Fane laughed, kneeling next to it as he then said, "Do you think I'll believe you? You're the thirteenth prince. You're a noble that's high up in your society. No one will believe you if you say you don't know anything."
At that moment, the prince wished that it was not sought after that badly. It would have just been killed off instead of being tortured.
Stephen, however, was not as patient as Fane.