ebookslot Chapter 155 155: The Red Prophet
Chapter 155 155: The Red Prophet
Vesper Rosefield was many things. Handsome. Rich. Confident, even though some would say arrogance.
However, in the last six months, he'd been stripped of some of those things and had others added to it.
He was still handsome, but he was no longer rich. He was still a Rosefield but no longer competent. He was filled with fear but more than that, he was overflowing with hatred.
His heart burned with it. The emotion suffused every part of him, body and soul. He'd learnt how stupid he'd been. How much his confidence had been built upon a foundation of nothing.
And when he'd heard of the barbarian attack on House Ross, he'd felt a mix of satisfaction and resentment.
Satisfaction that Terence Ross would also get to feel his world burn to ashes around him. Satisfaction that as it all burned to the ground, he would not be able to do anything to change it.
And resentment that the barbarians had taken the choice of seeing to the end of the Ross family himself. Resentment that he'd not been given the chance to kill Terence himself.
And so he'd prayed everyday. Unlike Elnoria, there was no belief in a god in Albion. All that they had was the Blood Tree. So, he prayed to it. He had prayed with all that he had that Terence would survive. That they would meet again. And that he'd kill the man himself.
The next logical step had been to train. While he'd been removed as heir of the family and his younger brother had been installed in his place, he'd been allowed into the family's blood Farm where he'd killed as many available animals as he could and advanced to a Rank 4 Knight.
He'd been looking forward to the end of the barbarian war with House Ross, but something worse had happened. Others would say it is a blessing but he knew better. King Kane Vermilion was not a man fond of giving blessings. Especially to the supposed useless son of House Rosefield, the stupid villain of all the stories about Terence.
But that didn't matter. All that mattered was getting inside this godforsaken city without revealing the box that was radiating heat from the pouch in his side.
"What is the purpose of your visit, sir?" The Elnorian soldier asked Vesper as his fellow soldiers performed a cursory
A scream that announced to the energies of the world that the minor Calamity had been awoken.