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The Medallion novel Chapter 1953

"That's easy! I will create an opening for you so you can cross the border from the nearest defense line of the battlefield," Rocky clarified. Of course, he already had a plan.

"This is an excellent opportunity to get some proper exercises again!" Michelle exclaimed, looking utterly excited by the prospect.

Afterward, Rocky gave the girls a more detailed explanation about their deployment. Once the girls understood what they needed to do, he left the independent military camp.

However, he didn't return to Gilbert's mansion. He headed to the Genie Fief instead to look for Adrian.

Now that the king had strong-armed the decision to have Zain as his successor, Rocky's previous arrangements were consequently ruined, which meant he had some adjustments to make.

But unexpectedly, Rocky didn't see Adrian when he arrived at the Genie Fief. It turned out that Zain had summoned Adrian and appointed him as the left grand commander, and the latter had headed for the front line.

Therefore, Rocky had no choice but to return to Gilbert's mansion for the time being. He would go to the front line with Gilbert later.

Two days later, Gilbert went to the Royal Land to meet the king, just as Rocky had said.

This time was crucial for the army, so they figured that the king would not dare to refuse Gilbert. Moreover, he would likely allow Gilbert to fight independently, giving him enough military power to assist Zain with all his strength.

Since Gilbert had prepared ahead of time, he was able to depart as soon as he returned to the Ghost Capital. And together with Rocky and Vivian, he led the army to the front line to meet the royal family's army.

A few days later, the team Gilbert led finally arrived at the front line, where the royal family's army was situated.

Zain was currently inside his camp.

"Leader Gilbert, Odin, I'm honored that you have come to support us at this crucial time. Your actions show your loyalty to the royal family. Please forgive me if I have offended you before!" Zain greeted them warmly. Sitting in the commander in chief's sizeable chair and adorned with his golden armor, he looked simply majestic.

Honestly, he didn't expect that Gilbert and Rocky would come to support him voluntarily. But he also knew this was the best time to win people over to his side, so he swallowed his pride and welcomed them with open arms.

When Zain was appointed as the king's successor unexpectedly, it shook the plans that Rocky had painstakingly worked on. He had tried his best to alienate Zain against the Primitive Fief and the Purgatory Fief, thereby weakening him. It wasn't easy, but all his efforts went down the drain when the king announced his decision.

However, all was not lost for Rocky. Although Zain became the king's successor, it didn't mean he automatically had the people's support. That was the entire purpose of Zain leading the army instead of the king in the battle against Enoch. The achievements this battle would secure his position as the king's successor. So if Zain failed and lost to Enoch, the king might reconsider his appointment.

"Leader Gilbert, His Majesty told me your team can fight independently, so I won't require you to join the existing military system this time. If necessary, I will let you assist me," Zain briefed Gilbert.

"Okay." Gilbert nodded at once. Of course, he didn't have any objections.

"You can go and rest for now. I will send someone to inform you if anything happens." With those parting words, Zain left them to their own devices.

After that, Rocky, Gilbert, and Vivian left the camp, exchanging knowing glances with each other once they were outside.

"It looks like Prince Zain still doesn't trust us!" Gilbert sighed.

"That's for sure. He won't use us unless he has to," Rocky agreed. He had expected this treatment from the start.

"Do you have a plan?" Gilbert asked, hearing the nonchalance in Rocky's voice.

"Of course! Before long, Zain will definitely treat us differently," Rocky answered confidently.

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