The Medallion novel Chapter 1961

"Well, do you believe me now? I really want to join forces with you," Rocky reiterated sincerely.

"That's a good plan, but how can you be sure Zain will fall for your tricks? If he sees through us, my Red River Valley will be burnt for naught!" The misgivings Enoch had for Rocky helped him stay his hand for now.

"It is up to you and your acting skill whether our plot can go past Prince Zain. I believe in you. I'm sure you'll find it easy to set up a trap for him," Rocky persuaded him.

"Of course! Tricking Zain will be like a walk in the park. Don't worry, I'm sure he won't notice anything," Enoch answered, putting on airs as he bristled at the thought of the plan failing because of him. Unknowingly, he played right into Rocky's hands, all because he didn't want the other man to look down on him.

"You must remember that you can't tell anyone else about this plan, because Prince Zain might have imbedded a spy in your camp. Only the two of us can know," Rocky warned Enoch seriously. After all, all this sneaking around would be useless if somebody else caught wind of their plan.

"I already know that. Don't worry, I will arrange everything in secret," Enoch replied. Even without Rocky's reminder, he was well aware of the importance of confidentiality in moments like these.

"All right. Since we have reached an agreement, I'm leaving! You can continue to enjoy these girls' exceedingly graceful dancing in bed." Rocky finally ended their conversation, cupped his hands, and left Enoch's tent.

"The Godly Genius of the Ghost Fief is really something! Luckily, Zain's narrow-minded ways pushed him away. If Zain had tolerated him even a little bit, Odin might have decided to help him, and I would have been doomed! Zain doesn't even know how much his short-sightedness have cost him. Ha-ha!" Enoch murmured to himself in relief after Rocky had left his tent.

After leaving Enoch's stronghold, Rocky went back to the camp of the Ghost Fief's army in the Wind Plain. Since Zain had forbidden them from participating in the war, the Ghost Fief's army was now on standby and recuperating from their previous encounters.

He headed straight for Gilbert's tent and briefed the other man on what went on with his meeting with Enoch.

"Odin, are you sure Enoch won't betray you?" Gilbert asked. He still had some doubts about their plan, for he thought Enoch would take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of Rocky. Enoch was despicable, after all.

"Don't worry. Enoch wanted to kill me in the past because I had the Purgatorial Tripod. Now that the Purgatorial Tripod has been returned to the royal family, I am no longer a thorn in his side. His priority has changed its focus to the current war, as he must defeat the royal army no matter what," Rocky reassured him with certainty.

"That's good. As long as this plan goes smoothly, Prince Zain's defeat is almost a foregone conclusion. When that happens, Princess Layla might have a chance to make a comeback," Gilbert said with a nod. For him, all the effort and sacrifices he made would be worth it, as long as Layla could make a comeback.

"We should let the Ghost Fief's army rest for now because they will soon have another role to play. We will need to save our prince," Rocky cryptically declared.

Just as Rocky and Gilbert finished talking, Vivian entered the tent.

"I will take my leave now, Leader Gilbert." Rocky bade goodbye as he cast a glance in Vivian's way.

"Wait! I need to talk to you two about something," Gilbert said out of the blue.

His words burdened Rocky and Vivian with a foreboding feeling, and the pair couldn't help but exchange nervous looks.

Once the two had settled down in the seats in front of him, Gilbert leveled them with an appraising look. After a moment of tense silence, he finally addressed Rocky. "There are some things I don't want to ask outright. However, we need to talk about it; because if I don't ask, my silly sister will continue to avoid this much-needed conversation."

"Leader Gilbert, what do you mean?" Although Rocky tried to act clueless, he had actually figured out what Gilbert was talking about.