Chapter 66
While pushing her soul energy into the Soul Seeking Pendants, she suddenly felt her contract with Nyxaroth move, so she stopped and opened her eyes. "What’s going on, Nyx?" she asked. "Something happened on your end?"
"Yes..." Nyxaroth’s voice was the same as always, disturbingly raspy, but Michelle was already used to it. The only time his voice was normal was when he was in his human form, but he much more preferred being in the state of a mist. "The person from the lower realm who was in Malrik’s mansion the whole time left. He’s probably going to meet the old man you mentioned, so tell Cold Flame and others to be careful."
Michelle nodded a bit. "I see... I’ll tell them. You be careful too." With that, she cut off the connection and contacted Cold Flame. After she told him what Nyxaroth said, he told her that it seemed that old man Sloan was about to make a move, and that was probably why the person who was in Malrik’s mansion went to meet him. "Cold Flame, once they make a move, contact me!" Michelle finally said before returning her attention to the Soul Seeking Pendants.
She noticed that the group with the more gentle marks, the tildes, had some pendants into which it was harder to insert her soul energy, while into the others it went more smoothly and with the pendants with the sharp, aggressive marks, it was completely smooth, without any resistance.
That made her frown a bit. Was the smoothness what decided how the souls inside would end up if the pendants were broken? Most probably yes, and she wanted to test it right away, but she couldn’t, because if her guess was right and the souls returned to their bodies which were in Garric’s and Malrik’s mansions, the Sloan family would instantly notice it.
Though it wouldn’t be a big problem, Michele didn’t like the idea of them knowing, so she didn’t break the pendants just yet and, instead, left the annex and went to the Imperial Palace. If the Sloans were going to make a move, they would probably try to seek out Michael Grayson in the palace.
Michelle didn’t go into the palace, and just hid by the front gate, using her dark element spirit energy and Shadow Spirit Steps, to wait for the Sloan family. She was expecting them to come within the next two days.
And in deed, they appeared at the early dawn of the next morning, when the whole empire was still asleep and even the guards in the Imperial Palace were sluggish, thinking that nothing would happen when morning was already nearing. And that was what the Sloan family used; they wanted to barge into the palace and demand for the little Emperor to give them his teacher, Michael Grayson, so they could then force him to give them back the pendants.
But their plan just showed their arrogance and stupidity. They had clearly experienced defeat in Michael Grayson’s hands once because he had outsmarted them, and they still thought he wouldn’t be able to guess that they will try to barge in early in the morning. Well... Michelle indeed didn’t guess it, but that was only because she thought they were intelligent enough to not come in the morning since she had already humbled them once. But at the moment, it was finally clear to her that their arrogance knew no boundaries.
Which made her smirk coldly. Since they were presenting themselves at her doorstep at a time when there would be no witnesses, she could act without worrying too much.
So, when the group was just a few meters away from the palace gates, she put on her disguise mask to look like an ordinary blond-haired and green-eyed pretty girl and appeared in front of them with a smile. It was the same smile she showed when she killed the assassins which the Emperor Emeritus sent after her in the forest. A gentle and sweet smile looking like a blessing from gods which pleased souls and made hearts flutter. But those who had that smile directed at them, didn’t live to tell the tale. They either died shortly after seeing the smile, or were tortured to death after Michelle captured them.
Seeing the sweet young girl in front of him before dawn, when the surroundings were still bright, the old man frowned. He wasn’t so stupid as to think that she was on an early morning walk. "Little girl, what are you doing here so early in the morning?" he asked warily. For a hundred-over-year-old man, a fifteen-year-old like Michelle was indeed just a little girl.