Invincible Heir novel Chapter 112

Jacob was stunned. The first time in years that someone knew what he really was. But he couldn’t figure out what’s the story with the young man?

“You are not fit to know my name! A deserter from Pola! You’re a disgrace!” Charles sneered.

With that said, Charles made a sudden dart at Jacob. He was a monster indeed. His action was so fast that his body become invisible.

Jacob was not his match. All he could do was brandish his dagger to defend himself.

“You can’t do better than that?” Charles punched him, and Jacob stumbled backward.

After a few rounds, Jacob finally saw Charles’ movements clearly. A light went off in his head and he was horrified. “You are also from Pola!”

Jacob fixed his eye on Charles. Many years ago, Jacob was one of the most powerful leaders in Pola. But today, he was defeated by a young man! What’s more, the young man was from Pola too! When he thought about it, his eyes were full of fear and pain.

Jacob was not afraid of death. The only thing he feared was bringing discredit on Pola. He had done some terrible things these years.

“Keep fighting!” Charles shouted and attacked Jacob again.

Jacob fought back as hard as he could. But he was at a disadvantage with Charles.

Samba stood nearby and looked at them, his eyes widening, because they moved too fast for his eyes see anything.

“That’s enough for today.” Charles sneered and punched Jacob in the chest, with all his might.

With a big sudden pain, Jacob flew away and fell heavily to the ground.

Charles walked closer and looked down at him. “You’re not that good!” he said.

Jacob wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth and asked, “Who the hell are you?!”

“You don’t deserve to know my name! You are a deserter!” Charles said scornfully.

“Shut up! I’m not a deserter!” roared Jacob with rising excitement.

“I don’t understand why you’re being like this. You were a hero in Pola, Jacob! We all thought you were dead. Your name was really embedded very, very deeply in each soldier’s brain, including me. I know well about your victories! I can go on and on about your military achievements!” Charles said sadly.

When Jacob heard these words, he trembled, his face pale with pain and traces of tears on his cheeks.

“Shut up! Shut your mouth!” Jacob shouted in pain.

Jacob’s past glories had become his scar now. He wanted to keep them to himself. But Charles evoked his memory of the past. It was with a great amount of shame for him!

“You are Pola’s hero, Jacob! But look at you now! You are a deserter, a liar! You do not deserve their respects,” Charles sneered.