The Medallion novel Chapter 1840

What Prince Enoch just said actually made a lot of sense, and thus many people present started discussing with each other.

"Uncle Enoch, are you implying that I deliberately did all of this? Do you think I would intentionally withdraw the soldiers from our defense line so that the human army can have a chance to invade our territory?" Zain asked, raising his eyebrows. He was the one who really wanted to suppress the entire human race, so he was offended when Enoch insinuated that he might be the one who helped them.

"Well, I did not say any of that. I was just stating a fact. You cannot refute that your actions were the reason why the army of the Shura Race stationed in our territories was not able to fend off the human army," Enoch responded, not backing down.

"Stop arguing. It won't do us any good. Besides, I am partly at fault since I allowed Zain to summon our army to the front line. None of us expected that those humans would dare attack our stronghold by taking advantage of the weakened defense line. However, although our defense line was slightly thinned, I am still confused as to how this human army became so powerful. How the hell could they easily take down one of the major fiefs and occupy their capital? Is there anyone who has a piece of information about the enemy commander?" the king asked with furrowed brows.

Most of the fief leaders and royal members also exchanged looks upon hearing this question. In fact, they were also wondering about this. However, none of them could answer since they did not know who the enemy leader was.

"Your Majesty, hasn't the Ghost Fief successfully retaken the Blood Fief from the human army? Then, Leader Gilbert must have encountered the enemy commander!" Zain quickly answered, shooting a piercing gaze at Gilbert at once.

"That is right. I have a bit of information about the commander of the human army," Gilbert calmly confirmed.

"Then, share it with us," the king instantly ordered.

"Based on the information that we have obtained, the name of the human army's commander in chief is Basil. He is the same person who won first place during the previous Spiritual Emperor Contest. It is also said that his army successfully eliminated the spearhead the was sent by Prince Zain," Gilbert informed, stating some facts that would not have an effect even if the Shura Race knew.

"Then, do you know what kind of background this Basil has? How is this guy so powerful?" the king asked promptly.

"Your Majesty, I learned from Israel that this Basil actually came from the alien world," Zain replied without further ado.

"The alien world?!" Everyone present, including the king, was shocked when Zain revealed this piece of information. They never expected that someone from the alien world would dare act so boldly and take a stand against the Shura Race.

"By the way, Leader Gilbert, I remember that a few years ago, you were tasked by the royal family to invade a world called Supernal Continent. Am I right? You went through the door and captured a large number of spirit warriors that were taken back to our world. Isn't it highly possible that this Basil was one of them?" Zain uttered slowly and clearly as if he was trying to pass and shift the responsibility to Gilbert. If they learned that this Basil guy was actually from the Supernal Continent, it would mean that Gilbert was at fault for letting him escape from the Shura Race.

"What do you think, Gilbert? Is he one of them?" the king asked as he glanced at Gilbert with a serious expression.

"Your Majesty, you know that since ancient times, the Shura Race has been capturing countless spirit warriors from various alien worlds. Even if Basil was indeed from one of those alien worlds, we don't have any proof that he was from the world called the Supernal Continent. This is just mere speculation, and honestly, I think it is too far-fetched to come up with such a conclusion," Gilbert retorted, firmly standing his ground against Zain's baseless accusations.

At the same time, the other leaders and royal members were still discussing with each other. Since no one knew what exactly happened, they really could not just pin the responsibility on Gilbert.

"Your Majesty, I think that Leader Gilbert is actually on the clear regarding this matter. There is no way that Basil is one of the captured spirit warriors from several years ago." At this time, Layla stepped forward and seemed like she had enough basis to defend Gilbert.

"What makes you so sure then?" the king asked, demanding a concrete reason.

"Think about it. It is a common feat that the gap in strength between the spirit warriors from other worlds and the Shura Race is unimaginably huge. In fact, the strongest ones have only reached the primary grade of the Emperor Realm. If this Basil was captured from the most recent invasion that was led by Leader Gilbert, I don't think that he could reach the Shura Realm in just a few years," Layla pointed out, finding a major loophole in Zain's accusations.

"Hmm, I agree. That totally makes sense." The king nodded repeatedly. In his entire life, he had never heard of anyone from the alien worlds who could become as powerful as the members of the Shura Race.

"Well, it doesn't matter what his background is anymore. The mere fact that this Basil is causing huge trouble for the Shura Race means that we should do something right away to deal with him. I think we should send out a powerful warrior to hunt him down as soon as possible!" As of now, Zain had come to hate Rocky to his core. The young man was becoming a thorn in his flesh that he could not afford to let Rocky roam freely anymore.

"I also want to do the same thing, but we don't have any clue where this guy is right now." Aside from Zain, the king was also pretty concerned about Rocky. He was worried that if the young man was not dealt with immediately, he might cause even bigger trouble for them.

"Don't worry. I'll send people to search for him right away. This guy needs to be found even if we have to search every corner of this world!" Zain declared with burning conviction.