The Almighty Lord Caspian

Chapter 792 Conflict

"You're lying! You're the one who hit me first. You said we were full of ourselves and that we thought we

could act all high and mighty because we accomplished a major feat! Everyone heard you!" Caspian

shouted.

"That's enough! This ends now. Both of you will be punished for the ruckus!" Kelvin snapped

impatiently.

"Mr. Andrews, Lucas here contributed a lot this time around. He was the one who found the USB drive

with the recording. Surely, he'll feel disheartened if he gets punished now," Avon quickly piped up.

"That's enough. We're all on the same side, so let's just compromise. You two are not allowed to bring

this up again, or you'll be punished severely!" Jerry warned with a wave of his hand.

Caspian pretended to make peace with the guard.

"Carry on with your work, everyone. Lucas, come with me. You can report your findings to Mr.

Andrews," Avon said.

Avon figured he would feel more confident if Caspian came with him.

Jerry waved him over as well.

Caspian wanted nothing more than to kill Jerry himself, but he put on a mask of utmost respect

nonetheless.

"Mr. Andrews… I…" Caspian stammered, playing the part of a timid subordinate to perfection.

Sylvia and Avon both thought he deserved to win an award for his acting.

"Don't be scared. You did a great job! You have a bright future ahead of you," Jerry said with a smile as

he patted Caspian on the shoulder.

Just then, two guards led Sherry over.

Without saying a word, Jerry swiftly slapped the guards in the face.

"Such insolence! How dare you treat Mrs. Massey with such disrespect?" Jerry rebuked them.

The two guards immediately released Macy.

Macy wobbled and nearly fell. Jerry swiftly tried to hold her steady.

However, Macy didn't want to let Jerry touch her, so she hurriedly found her footing and stepped

backward.

Jerry noticed her reaction. According to his knowledge, Sherry wasn't a trained fighter, and yet her

reflexes seemed too agile for an ordinary person.

"Mr. Andrews, it seems like Sherry has trained in basic martial arts before," Caspian quickly said.

"Is that so?" Jerry remarked doubtfully.

"I believe Mr. Massey taught her some basic martial arts when they were young so that she could

defend herself. She nearly fooled me too!" Caspian declared.

Jerry nodded without saying anything. He didn't express any doubts about Sherry's identity either.

Caspian remained cool-headed the whole time, as if he had foreseen all possibilities beforehand.

On the other hand, Avon and Sylvia were a little nervous. Thankfully, Jerry didn't notice that.

"Mr. Dunn, are you certain that someone within Skyarch Palace is working for Caspian?" Jerry asked.

Kelvin had previously informed Jerry of the situation.

Jerry panicked when he heard that Caspian had a mole inside the King's residence.

It was precisely what he dreaded happening the most. If something happened to Balthazar, the

Andrews family was done for.

"There are too many people around right now, Mr. Andrews. It wouldn't be wise for us to discuss this

here," Avon murmured.

Jerry's expression stiffened. All along, he had trusted everyone in Skyarch Palace, but now, he had to

keep his guard up.

"Alright. We'll talk more inside," Jerry said quietly.

To control Balthazar, Jerry slept in a spare bedroom within Balthazar's private quarters.

As everyone entered Balthazar's quarters, Avon paused briefly to listen to Balthazar's breathing.

Once he did so, he felt a little more at ease. Judging by the sound of Balthazar's breathing, he was in a

fairly stable condition.

Caspian had mixed feelings. In the eyes of others, Caspian was Balthazar's subject, but he knew full

well that his relationship with Balthazar was more akin to that of friends and brothers. In fact, Balthazar

even felt like a fatherly figure to him.

The two men trusted each other completely.

Jerry smirked when he saw the distant look in the disguised Caspian's eyes.

It was a great honor for an ordinary person to even meet Balthazar. Everyone longed to work for the

King.

Smiling, Jerry said to Caspian, "If you do a good job, I can consider letting you be one of the guards

here at the King's residence."

"What? Really?" Caspian exclaimed in feigned shock.

"It's always good to aim high. You did well this time. I'll take it into consideration," Jerry said.

"I only did what I was supposed to do, Mr. Andrews. It's my honor to be of service to you," Caspian

declared respectfully.

Jerry chuckled.

Meanwhile, in a hidden chamber inside the guard barracks at the King's residence, Lyndon was

crouching on the floor. He was saying repeatedly, "I'm Lyndon Gorp. I'm crazy. I'm a fool!

"I'm Lyndon Gorp. I'm crazy…"

Hendrik Everett, the deputy commander of the guards, grinned with glee as he observed Lyndon's

behavior.

Lyndon had been turned into a puppet, but they couldn't let him out. Otherwise, Balthazar's condition

would be exposed as well.

Hendrik was Darren's nephew and a member of Raging Blade. At the moment, his days consisted of

him teasing and bullying Lyndon.

As he took in Lyndon's dazed and absentminded state, a malicious thought began forming in his mind.

Meanwhile, the members of Life Force were assigned to the quarters originally belonging to the Three

Poisons Hall.

Since most of the members of the Three Poisons Hall were away, the place was left vacant.

Some of the members had remained behind to guard the place, and they were uncomfortable with the

members of Life Force moving in.

Meanwhile, the members of Life Force had a grand time as they feasted on good food and wine.

The members of Life Force happily invited Sylvia and Laina to join in on the revelry.

As everyone was indulging in wine, Sylvia and Laina wanted to get them drunk before heading off.

Alas, these people could hold their liquor pretty well.

Just as everyone was having a grand time, someone kicked the door open.

Sylvia glanced up and spotted a familiar figure—Lyndon!

Taken aback, Sylvia stood up and walked toward him.

He seemed perfectly normal. There was nothing unusual about his behavior.

Nevertheless, Sylvia and Laina exchanged glances. Both women kept their guards up.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.