The Medallion
Chapter 1838 His Brilliant Plan

"Wow, you actually did it! Being able to bring the human army here is definitely nothing to scoff at." On the other side, Valeria listened attentively to the conversation. As soon as Gilbert left, she shot Rocky with

an exaggerated expression.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained!" Rocky smiled at her in response.

"Doesn't it frighten you that your identity might get revealed?" This was what worried her the most.

"If I'm afraid, then I won't come back here at all," Rocky said with a shrug and smiled confidently.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" With frail and feeble in her eyes, Valeria asked Rocky.

"The leader of the Flower Fief is such a wary person. I'm afraid that she might reject my offer. I hope you can send her a message indicating that it was your idea and not mine," Rocky said after much thought. "So you're asking me to lie to my adoptive mother?" Valeria frowned.

"But it's only a white lie. Of course, it's up to you if you'll expose the truth to her," Rocky deliberately said.

Now that Valeria was the wife of the Godly Genius of the Ghost Fief, she was more than aware that if something bad happened to him, her name would also be involved.

"Sure, I'll help as long as you stay cautious!"

Valeria didn't know what was wrong with her, as she didn't care much about herself rather she was only and duly infatuated with Rocky whenever he was in front of her!

Two days after, Gilbert returned and summoned Rocky and Valeria for a discussion.

"An agreement has already been made with the leader of the Blood Fief, and they are willing to attack the Primitive Fief together with us. Though there were harsh conditions presented, I still agreed because I know that the Blood Fief won't survive when the time comes to fulfill our promise." Gilbert told them the success of him being able to persuade the leader of the Blood Fief.

"When are you going to take action, sir?" Rocky asked with much eagerness coming from his voice.

"It might take three days before we are capable of sending the army out," Gilbert said.

"Okay then, I will inform my friend to get prepared too," Rocky said with a nod.

"Keep in mind that the Ghost Fief will be the target of public criticism if this plan does not turn out the way we want it to be!" With fierce strength, Gilbert warned each and every one of them. "Sir, you don't need to worry. I promise you that this will bring the most bountiful rewards you have ever laid your eyes upon!" Rocky promised confidently.

After three days of preparation, the Ghost Fief summoned an army led by Vivian and joined with the Blood Fief's army. After that, the combined forces went straight to the Primitive Fief. Simultaneously, Rocky returned to the border of the Shura Race's territory and led the independent army to attack the Blood Fief through the border's gap.

Within three days, the independent army managed to bring down three cities within the fief.

As the three cities of the Blood Fief were violently taken down, the Blood Fief's leader could only scratch his head at wonderment how the human race came out of nowhere and infiltrated his territory. Currently, the main army of the Blood Fief was focusing on taking down the Primitive Fief. It would be foolish for them to call the troops back now during such a crucial fight. He was left with the only choice of mobilizing the garrison of other cities back in his fief and hope it would be enough to stop the rampaging enemies.

However, the independent army came prepared for anything while the garrison was taken by surprise. The defending army tried with all their might to defend, but they eventually succumbed to the might of their opponent.

Not long after the uneven fight, the independent army who was well equipped went over to the main city where the leader of the Blood Fief resided.

The forces within the city had been reduced to thirty thousand since most of their troops were sent off to fight the other war.

"Sir, the human army is now ready to attack the capital at any moment!" a Spiritual Emperor clothed in a purple robe reported to their leader hurriedly.

"So soon?" The leader was caught blindsided by the news. He didn't expect that the opponent would reach the capital in a flash.

"How many soldiers do we have now?" the leader asked with sweat dripping down his face.

"Thirty thousand," the Spiritual Emperor in a purple robe bluntly replied.

"That's it? Only thirty thousand?" He couldn't help but repeat in disbelief as his eyes grew wide open.

"Sir, you have dispatched the rest to attack the Primitive Fief," the purple-robed Spiritual Emperor reminded with a bitter face.

The leader's face darkened as he realized something was up. Was it a mere coincidence that the human army attacked them the moment they sent most of their troops to war against the Primitive Fief? Was this a trap?

Of course, even if he figured out everything, it would still be in vain.

Confidently knowing that the human army could not break the solid capital of the Blood Fief, the leader remained refined at this moment of trouble.

Not knowing that the night of the enemies arriving, some figures had sneaked in through the underground flow of the moat, not to attack the city gate, but to directly proceed to the leader's mansion.

The figures that had successfully sneaked in were none other than Rocky, Eunice, Carla, and two other elders of the Di Clan.

Their sole mission was to assassinate the leader of the Blood Fief.

Only when the leader was dead would the soldiers' morale decrease.

But of course, it was never an easy venture to defeat a fief leader, especially in his own territory.

Knowing this, Rocky decided not to kill him head-on. Instead, he, together with Eunice and Carla, snuck deeper into the mansion.

The leader of the Blood Fief was famous for his lechery. He often molested the maidservants in the mansion. Rocky's plan was to make Eunice and Carla pretend to be maidservants and act as bait to attract the leader.

Knowingly everything would fall into place, Carla had succeeded in getting the leader's attention on the third day of their evasion.

"Are you new here?" The leader of the Blood Fief immediately stopped Carla who had just brought him the wine.

"Yes, sir!" Carla flirtingly replied.

"You look good! Come to my bedroom tonight and serve me well!" he candidly demanded.

"I'm not feeling well today. Please forgive me, sir!" Carla refused the order, wanting to tease the leader even more.

"Not feeling well? Interesting, I'd like to know why!" Not considering anything rather than pleasure, the leader demanded Carla's presence that night.

"Sir, I'm begging you. Please don't make things difficult for me," Carla said in a seemingly shy and enchanting tone.

"I like it when you show such timid expressions. If you don't come by tonight, I'll be the one to visit you instead." The more Carla rejected him, the more it turned the leader on.

With a plan in mind, Carla seduced the leader more. "Then I'll be waiting for you tonight." With that, she bowed as an act of respect to the superior.

But during the next few days, Carla deliberately made up excuses to avoid seeing the leader of the Blood Fief.

The more she refused to see him, the more eager the leader became.

One night, the leader of the Blood Fief couldn't take it anymore, and he broke into Carla and Eunice's room. His lust was stirred even more when he was greeted by the sight of two beautiful ladies before him. The two girls pretended to be frightened and let out a shriek.

"If I am pleased tonight by your service, I'll take both of you as my concubines!" As soon as he finished his words, he pounced on Carla.

Carla saw this coming from a mile away and immediately dodged.

"Wow, you are really good at dodging. You won't be able to escape from me tonight though! Don't waste your time!" The leader of the Blood Fief snickered and pounced on her once again. Eagerly wanting to please his lust, the leader tried his best to get hold of the two girls. Blinded by his insatiable thirst, he didn't notice that the person he managed to get a hold of was a man. "Leader of the Blood Fief, you are in such a hurry!"

"Who... Who are you?" Confused and scared at the same time, the leader stared blankly at the man in front of him.

"The name's Basil," Rocky said, introducing himself.

"Who the hell is Basil? I've never heard of such a name. How dare you trespass into the Blood Fief? Are you courting death?" After the leader got over his initial shock, a tremendous aura belonging only to the Shura Race rushed out of his body.

Given that an enchanted barrier was set around the whole room, the leader's aura couldn't burst out of it. The whole room was designed so that no one would be able to tell what was happening inside. Soon, beams of sword light flashed in the room as Rocky and the leader exchanged strikes.