Chapter 132: Strike Three

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Matilda was shocked by Silva's response. She knew he was a touchy person, but she didn't expect he would behave this way with his father and the prince present. "Silva, you need to calm down," Terron spoke. Silva shot a look at him, and Terron shut up immediately. Matilda was surprised by this. Why did one of the greatest mages suddenly keep quiet when his son looked at him? "Prince Alvin, I'm not interested in what you have to say right now. I am a thirteen-year-old first-year student. No matter what it is, I should not have been sought out at all. You are distracting my education," Silva said and walked toward the door. "Wait! You can't walk out on me, I am your prince," Alvin commanded. Silva gave out a heavy sigh, snapped his head back, and looked at Alvin. "With all due respect, Your Highness, I have something important to do. I beg that you allow me to go," Silva said. "Not until I have had my talk with you." Alvin stepped closer to Silva. Silva turned around and faced him. "Sadly, I only listen to people who are stronger than me. As it stands, you can't be a threat to me," Silva said. "Huh? No matter how much of a prodigy you are, it's impossible for you to be stronger than me. Do you even know what you are saying?" the prince snapped. "My prince, sadly, my son has spoken the truth. Even I, the Duke, know that magic of the highest order failed when it came to him. I was utterly defeated by my son. This is information I intended to take to my grave, but as it stands, my son is a walking threat, and he is baiting the prince into a trap," Terron explained. Silva, who was outside a few meters from the door and had hidden his presence, listened to the whole thing using his vibration sensing. "Terron, Terron, Terron, this is strike three. Strike one was attempting to kill me as a baby. Strike two was attacking me when we reunited. And strike three is plotting to trap me. How disappointing can you be? I believed you could become something of a useful father to me in even a little way, but even that was too hard for you. Sadly, my mom and siblings will have to be fatherless in the future," Silva said, determined to get rid of his father. Some may say Silva was a hypocrite because Mike had done the same thing to him, attempting to kill and cause him issues, yet he chose to let Mike live. But Silva didn't care. Mike was his brother and was a child who actually had some reason to hate Silva. But Terron, Terron was a grown man without reason to even hate Silva at this point. He should be begging for forgiveness, yet he is still plotting his capture. The best thing now was to kill him. Silva walked through the corridor with slow and steady steps. He could smell the trouble in the air from all directions. It was all aimed at him. So it was time to get serious. It was time to begin his movements. His mercenaries had grown close to a thousand well-armored and trained people. They had received a whole lot of benefits and rewards and were very loyal to Dawn. The three A-ranked adventurers had been his ears in the city, gathering information and intel. And then there was the man in Black Blade, who was feeding Silva all the information about the group. And he discovered that the group stemmed from the capital, and that was where the majority of their people were. Silva decided that he would take over this cult, kill the master, and seize rulership by force. They would come in handy for sure.

Chapter 132: Strike Three

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