Chapter 352
Since Adele had been imprisoned in the secret manor, everyone had forgotten her. No one could see her except the guards and the southern Duke. After all, she was already a lunatic that could never be cured. In addition to her embarrassing background, the best way to deal with it was to not deal with it.
Locke’s treatment was much more brutal. He was secretly locked up in the palace’s underground prison, with layers of seals placed by a werewolf grandmaster. Tracy also used some underhanded means to ensure that he could not move. She had spared Locke’s life because he was a tough nut to crack and had value before his secrets were discovered.
These two people, who should have been ignored or closely monitored in the chaos, had disappeared so easily. No one would believe that it was not the work of the cult’s wanderers.
But these two candidates always make me feel torn. There was no need to mention Locke. He was a believer in Leviathan, so how could a believer of Azazel have saved him? Adele was a member of the night magus Kafka, who was famous for his fanatical love for satan. He had never changed his sect.
In short, a group of intruders broke the long-lost peace in the palace. Except for the fact that there were no casualties, the werewolves were completely defeated. They lost the black cocoon, and two prisoners were taken away. This was like throwing the werewolves’ faces on the ground and tying a time bomb to the werewolves that might explode at any time.
My father immediately ordered the entire country to hunt down the heretic cult believers and wanderers, naming them the ‘Azazel faction’. He also began to hold the people in charge of today’s defense accountable.
Due to the incident with Layla more than twenty years ago, the palace guards’ captain had changed to a rotation system. Surprisingly, whether it was the palace or the secret manor, the person in charge of the garrison today was inextricably linked to the Evalia family.
The Earl of Marlowe’s information had always been sensitive. Before his father could get angry, he had already come to the palace to confess his sins. However, he only admitted that the family had poor judgment of people and pushed the main responsibility away.
What a typical politician’s thing to do. I used to think that even if academicians didn’t devote themselves to research like Master Kevin, they should maintain a basic distance like Master Mary and Master Hayley. On the other hand, this old man wanted to do research and gain power, but in the end, he didn’t want to take any responsibility.
He was really old and muddled. It was fine if he didn’t evade it, even if he kept silent. But he just had to come in such a hurry to exonerate the family. This made me want to talk to him.
He was my father’s old servant, not mine. Such a big mess happened on the day I gave birth. Did he think I wouldn’t say anything if my father let him go?
Besides, all my actions after I entered the late stage of pregnancy were kept secret from the outside world. There must be a spy in the palace for the Azazel faction to attack the day I gave birth. Whether the Evalia family did not know, or they turned a blind eye to it even if they knew, who could say for sure?
However, I didn’t do anything. Instead, after he left, I asked Aldrich to bring people to arrest all the members of the Evalia family who were related to this matter.
Without asking anything, Aldrich immediately set off with his men.
It was almost midnight when I finished. I finally remembered that I was a pregnant woman who had just given birth, and my ‘strange’ child was still lying in the incubator waiting for me to see him.
The room next to my suite has been renovated into a combined room with a baby’s room and a ward. The incubator was inside, and several doctors and nurses closely monitored his physical condition.
Stopping them from bowing, I walked straight to the incubator and saw that my child’s appearance was no longer as ‘scary’ as when he was just born. Although it was still not reassuring – he had the basic outline of a head, body, and four limbs, he did not look like a baby. With his hairy body, he looked like a wolf cub.
“How is he?” I asked the doctor.
“At present, it seems that he is in good health. It’s just that I’m not knowledgeable enough to find any reason for the little prince’s condition.” The doctor said unconfidently, “I’m sure His Highness has never had any problems with his sexual organs at any stage of your prenatal examination. The situation at birth and now may not be explained by science.”
After speaking, he glanced at me before quickly lowering his head. He regretted what he had just said.
“I know. You can’t be blamed for this. Don’t blame yourself.” I said, “As for his condition, I know it in my heart. You have to take care of his health. The royal family will compensate you for this. Please don’t worry. We are grateful for everything you have done for our child and me.”
The nurses heaved a sigh of relief and quickly nodded in agreement. They might have just thought of palace politics dramas and wondered if I would kill them to silence them.