Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1249 - 1249 1249 Hiddy

Chapter 1249: Chapter 1249 Hiddy Chapter 1249: Chapter 1249 Hiddy “The moment you leave, the Right Minister will be finished.”

In the pitch-black night, Julius Reed gently caressed the long bow in his hand, smiling and shaking his head.

Solaris Grove intended to escape The North Sea and had to resort to murder!

Nowadays, The North Sea’s internal situation was grave, and the imperial court hosted foreign guests, making it highly vigilant.

Every ten steps a watch post, a sentinel every hundred meters.

Even the governor of Star City personally led patrols.

And fittingly, Solaris Grove, suspected of murder, would certainly be a primary surveillance target.

To leave The North Sea, his only option was to fight his way out!

“Forgive my frankness, but with your intelligence alone, you’d never be able to kill me.”

Julius Reed put away the long bow, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed into slits!

A sense of danger!

When Julius Reed turned around, he found an elder standing before him.

Unbeknownst to him, the elder had quietly appeared behind him.

“Masterful strategy, holy master!”

After Julius Reed discovered him, the elder did not panic but instead put his hands together and bowed slightly, “Micah Will, Ishmael Will, at your service, holy master.”

“Ishmael Will?”

Julius Reed seemed to suddenly remember something, looking at the elder and asking aloud, “Was it you who had Nelson pass a message to me before?”

In his memory, the one who could appear in The North Sea and knew his identity

could only be that elder.

“Indeed! It was I.”

Ishmael Will smiled faintly, taking a step forward.

“The Micah Will are loyal to you, please rest assured, holy master.”

He knelt on one knee, hands placed on his chest, his expression devout.

“I don’t believe it,” Julius Reed shook his head. “Before, Leland Will fought against me and was slain by me at the Shadow Gate headquarters.”

It was that battle where he saw the letter Tyler Thomas had written to the Micah Will in Leland Will’s embrace.

Later, he found a letter from Pendleton.

If the Micah Will were really his people, why would they take action?

Logically, it made no sense.

“Leland Will?” Ishmael Will fell into deep thought.

A minute later, he suddenly laughed, “Leland Will does not count as part of the Micah Will.”

“Really?”

Julius Reed scrutinized the elder before him, frowning slightly, “Leland Will had a mark. Although I have not seen the Micah Will’s mark, it was almost certainly similar.”

After killing Leland Will, he had lifted the man’s clothes

and searched.

On Leland Will’s right arm was a symbol resembling a Bagua.

Micah, adhering to tradition.

Back when Granny Xihua sought refuge with the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, she had mentioned this.

Each of the Seven Veins had their symbols.

Those were emblems.

It’s just that the Vein Holders’ marks were different in location from ordinary people’s.

The elder was likely lying.

“Holy master, you are unaware.”

Still kneeling, the elder looked up slightly, “When Pendleton was established, your most loyal servant infiltrated it and became the founder of the Micah Will. That servant did not inform you of this and took the initiative on their own. Only after their death did the Micah Will’s Vein Holder discover this.”

“The entire Micah Will, every generation of Vein Holders, is trained from a young age to ensure absolute loyalty and secrecy. You can’t imagine that the Micah Will, through to today, for eighteen generations, has kept the secret only to myself.”

Ishmael Will’s gaze was calm, his tone very respectful.

“Three hundred years ago, turmoil erupted within the Micah Will, and the Seven Veins began to kill each other. At that time, the Vein Holder was injured by the Bead Pulse and, on the brink of death, passed the secret to his disciple. But by the time his disciple returned to the Micah Will, a new Vein Holder had already been chosen. From that time on, there were two branches of the Micah Will.”

“Leland Will should belong to the branch loyal to Pendleton. And we are the hidden branch of the Micah Will. You may call us, Graham Will.”

Julius Reed’s brain raced, analyzing the veracity of the elder’s words.

“That servant was named Hiddy.”

When Ishmael Will uttered these words, Julius Reed’s brain jolted as if electrified!

Hidden Dragon, Hiddy!

His own nickname from the past was the Hidden World Dragon King!

And Hiddy had been his servant!

His maidservant!

But in such a short time, he could not recall much else.

“Holy master, The North Sea is nothing to worry about, the likes of Everton Davenport simply lack the ability to overthrow the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, but what you need to be wary of is Pendleton.” Ishmael Will noticed Julius Reed’s unusual behavior, but did not mind it and continued, “The secrets of Pendleton are far more numerous than you imagine. As for the Seven Veins… only by uniting the secrets of the Seven Veins, can the answer to the founding of Pendleton be found.”

After speaking, he stood and left.

Just as suddenly—

as he had appeared.

“Hiss!”

Julius Reed took a sharp breath, leaning against a tree with his hands clutching his head.

Hiddy…

He couldn’t remember.

But he believed everything Ishmael Will had said was true.

At least, ninety percent of it was true.

But what exactly was Ishmael Will doing, lurking in The North Sea?

Julius Reed felt that the waters here were deeper than he had imagined.

The North Sea was home to more than just North Sea people.

It was also infiltrated by the influence of the Seven Veins.

Mont Horse, the Left Minister’s Bead Pulse wooden beads, and Ishmael Will.

“Phew!”

He let out a long breath and headed to his room.

Soon, news of Solaris Grove’s departure would spread; he had to ensure he had an alibi.

As for the Left Minister’s wooden beads, the Right Minister was sure to bite back after being captured.

By then, Everton Davenport would get the answers for Julius Reed.

He would avoid getting his hands dirty if possible.

The night was deep.

Solaris Grove moved rapidly alone through the darkness.

The death of Jonas Brandon threw him into turmoil.

That arrow greatly magnified his suspicions.

Staying in The North Sea likely wouldn’t end well for him.

Moreover, the Right Minister’s message through Julius Reed solidified his resolve to leave The North Sea.

“Halt! Who goes there!”

In the dark,

A stern voice called out.

A North Sea sentinel.

“General, Solaris Grove!”

Grove stopped, turned, and faced the night.

“General Grove! By the king’s command, no one is to move about here. Please return immediately.”

In the darkness, the voice came again.

“I have an urgent matter,” Grove said curtly. “It’s an emergency, there’s no time to seek an audience with the king.”

With that, he continued forward.

But after taking three steps, a faint sound reached his ears.

It was the North Sea’s specialized walkie-talkie.

The sentry was about to send a report.

Swoosh!

Grove spun around sharply!

He drew his bow!

Released the arrow!

Thwack!

The arrow vanished into the night.

Followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

After the killing, Grove sprinted forward.

Because clearly, not far away, a light had flared up.

The message had leaked!

But after running just a kilometer, Grove was again confronted by a group of men.

“General Grove! Halt!”

The sentry shone his flashlight toward Grove. “By the king’s command, please return.”

“The king?”

Grove was shocked!

“Yes! Put down your weapons and come with us,” the North Sea guards said, with guns appearing in their hands.

“Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!”

“You can’t stop me!”

Leap!

Grove leaped forward forcefully, five arrows appearing in his hand!

He drew the bow fully!

Before the gunshots sounded, five arrows flew through the air.

The soldiers fell in a row.

“I’m sorry!”

Grove looked at the bodies on the ground, entered a room, and took out a parachute.

Then,

He pushed open a small door.

And leaped straight down!