The Prime Minister wouldn’t even pay any attention to Zeke if he weren’t beneficial to him any longer.
After all, the Prime Minister had a strong sense of ‘respecting the strong.’
“Is that really the case?” Lacey questioned doubtfully. “Based on his actions around you, why do I feel like he’s a bit afraid of you?”
The wise Lacey, whose IQ was higher than those of Nancy Hinton and Dawn Castaneda, could put two and two together just by a glance.
However, Zeke couldn’t tell her the truth as per the colonel’s order to protect the King Class’s identity.
“You’re thinking too much. Even in my heyday, the Prime Minister was still not frightened of me,” he answered half-heartedly. “What he has for me is respect, not fear.”
Lacey thought for a moment. “I guess.”
Nancy piped up, “Is Julian’s strength greater than General Maples? He’s the one that drove him off from Southern Archipelago, after all. I think he has a high chance of winning the battle. Zeke, are you really going to be his loyal follower if he wins? Are you going to surrender Linton Group if he asks for it?”
“Don’t worry. He won’t win. It was someone else who had defeated the general at that time. Julian merely falsely claimed the merit for himself,” assured Zeke.
“Really?” Nancy was still a bit doubtful. “How are you so sure about this?”
Zeke said, “I have an internal connection that I can use to inquire just about anything.”
“Then, can you use this connection of yours to arrange for us to go to the Southern Archipelago?” Dawn pleaded. “I also want to watch the battle.”
Zeke hesitated. He initially planned to do something during the battle because he knew Julian couldn’t win. If that happened, Eurasia would lose its reputation.
By that time, he would have to challenge General Maples as an ordinary person and take him down to recover Eurasia’s reputation.
His identity would be exposed if Lacey and the others followed along.
However, after thinking for a moment, he still agreed to their request.
I’ll think of some other ways.
Meanwhile, Ares and Julian had returned to the Thisleton Manor.
“Father, what do you think about the battle? It’ll happen in three days,” Julian said anxiously.
“Let me ask you something. If General Maples doesn’t inject that unknown drug in him to forcibly raise his strength, how sure are you to defeat him?”
“Maybe only fifty percent,” Julian replied.
Ares nodded. “That should be enough. When the time comes, I’ll personally monitor him and prevent him from injecting the drug so you both can fight according to your initial abilities. It’d be best if you win. But just in case you can’t beat the general, I’ll teach you a killer skill that can turn the tide at a critical moment.”
“Oh?” That piqued Julian’s interest. “What kind of skill, father?”
“The King’s Combat Skill!”
“But father, that skill can only be used by experts that have reached King Class,” Julian said, puzzled. “I’m just an Archduke. I won’t be able to use that skill at all.”
“Actually, Archduke can also use this skill, but only once,” Ares replied. “You’ll need to sacrifice the foundation you’ve built to use the King’s Combat Skill, but it will be worth it as it’ll increase your strength to that of the King Class in a short period of time.”
Julian’s expression changed. “Doesn’t that mean I’ll become a wasted person then? What good will that do if I still were to become the Great Marshal?”
Ares smiled. “No. Not only will you not be wasted, but you might also be able to become a King Class permanently after the breakthrough!”
The reason he said that was because he, the fake Ares, also known as Connor Black, did just that before.
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