Chapter 254: History Repeats Itself (1)
Spade frowned, and his heartbeat rapidly increased as this uneasiness inside of him grew. He was already pacing around inside the tent. The battle outside was also reaching the breaking point; the sounds of firearms or even explosions couldn’t even make it to his concern.
"Call them again." Spade ordered Serrien; he only called a few minutes ago, but he couldn’t ease this worry inside of him. Perhaps it would only fade after he talked with Arren.
There was still work for him to do and even responsibilities that he needed to attend to as the reason he came, but Spade couldn’t care less at this moment. There was only one thing on his mind: Arren’s safety.
Although his mind couldn’t focus on the battlefield, that didn’t mean his subordinates were the same. The victory in this battle was inevitable, but Spade still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was odd.
His brows furrowed, loosening his suit. Spade couldn’t sit still as he kept pacing around.
"Serrien?" he called out again, this time with impatience in his tone. He raised his head and looked over, only to meet Serrien’s panicked eyes.
Spade froze; an unprecedented fear clouded him once more. A fear that he often felt whenever Arren was involved. He didn’t know what was going on, but his eyes blankly stared at Serrien, waiting for him to talk.
Serrien swallowed; an unimaginable lump had now made its way into his throat, making it hard for him to talk clearly and even harder to breathe. Yet seeing those piercing eyes looking at him, he had to speak, no matter what.
"Y-Your Majesty... the palace... something happened in the palace." It took all of his will to finish his words, as the moment he opened his mouth to say something, the oppresive and dangerous pheromones from Spade surrounded the whole room.