Why must the devil be Defeated?
Chapter 437 - 428 "Blessing Oath"_2

Chapter 437: 428 "Blessing Oath"_2

It wasn’t hard to explain why that guy repeatedly taunted Shane.

It wasn’t just because the other party was a hothead, but also because he knew that Shane was related to Tielle, even a protector.

"This time, I publicly declared my inferior skills in front of everyone and was prepared to give up the competition; he must think I will soon leave the Royal Capital and return to the Empire."

Therefore, this William must act against Tielle soon to avoid losing the opportunity once Harvis leaves, as he would have to leave as well.

So, Harvis said that if he wasn’t mistaken, Tielle would be killed by William, by people from the Lefirut Family.

"From the information I’ve gathered, Moro values Thielle Elbein highly. Even if William fails this time, she will continue to send assassins after her, won’t she?"

Harvis lifted his eyes, fixing his gaze on Shane.

"If you wish to protect Thielle Elbein, then collaborating with me should not be a bad thing."

Indeed, so it was.

After knowing that Moro was the mastermind behind the Cosmos incident, Shane knew that he could not let this mysterious woman off easily.

She not only plotted against him and the Kingdom but also seemed to have the Old Demon Clan Faction’s support behind her; no matter how he thought about it, he shouldn’t overlook her.

And if Tielle’s life or death was involved in this matter, Shane was even less likely to sit by and do nothing.

Although he knew this affair was troublesome to the core and he very much wanted to pretend he hadn’t heard and just walk away, it seemed essential to deal with this Poisonous Consort of the Empire.

If so, having the support of Harvis, the Imperial Prince, indeed wasn’t a bad thing.

The only problem was...

"How can I trust you?"

Shane posed the most fundamental question.

That’s right, Shane hadn’t completely trusted Harvis.

Even with the revelation of the Blessing telling Shane that the matter about Moro was probably true, it didn’t guarantee that Harvis was trustworthy.

Who knows if the Imperial Prince had other motives?

Who knows if Shane would end up being used as a pawn?

Given Harvis’s demonstrated intellect, the impression he gave might not reveal his true nature. It could be a disguise. Even after the Empire became a plaything for others to manipulate the power, he managed to gain the support of a faction of nobles. He not only matched wits with Moro, but he also seemed well-informed. He could learn information related to Tielle and even some details about Moro, proving that his methods were indeed extraordinary.

Just as Luoqi had said, one must be careful when dealing with this person.

Harvis, of course, understood that he had not yet gained Shane’s trust.

So...

"————I, Harvis Ragna, swear in the name of the Goddess I protect, that every word I speak tonight is true. If there is a single false statement, I am willing to accept divine punishment————"

Harvis suddenly issued the oath like chanting a spell, causing his entire body to radiate bursts of light.

"Your Highness...!?"

This scene changed the expression of Rocque, who had remained silent.

Shane was also startled.

"You actually made a Blessing Oath?"

Shane’s gaze towards Harvis completely changed from what it was before.

————"Blessing Oath."

As the name implies, it was a type of oath made by utilizing one’s own Blessing.

Once the oath was made, it was immediately recorded by the individual’s Blessing. If violated, the blessing of the person who made the oath would disappear instantly, never to recover.

This was no small matter.

Generally speaking, only those who committed grievous sins would lose their Blessing and then be exiled by the various kingdoms and races of the Human Race, or even killed on the spot.

Those who lost their Blessing were considered abandoned by the Gods, undeniably significant sinners, unwelcome both in the Human Realm and the Divine World.

In light of this, the loss of the Blessing was an unbearable matter for any race of the Human Race, for any individual.

Especially for an Imperial Prince like Harvis, with his esteemed status, once he lost the Blessing, he would instantly be subjected to the entire Empire’s hostility and scorn. Not only would the people no longer recognize his identity as a prince, but the Royal Family would also not hesitate to execute him on the spot to purge this disgrace.

Thanks to this, the Blessing Oath could not be taken lightly, once made, there was no way to cancel it.

Now, Harvis was taking an oath on his Blessing without any hesitation.

"This is the only method I can think of to gain your trust." Harvis said to Shane with a smile as if he had done something very ordinary, "This should put your mind at ease, shouldn’t it?"

Shane was silent.

It had to be said that Harvis’s action had solved the most difficult problem in one fell swoop.

Even Shane had begun to believe him and let out a sigh.

"You must be the type born to be an Emperor, Prince Harvis."

Shane said this sincerely.

"That is the greatest recognition I could receive." Harvis suddenly smiled and asked, "So, what are your thoughts?"

"Don’t rush me." Shane naturally would not agree so easily and, after pondering for a while, asked, "If I choose to cooperate with you, what do you want me to do?"

"Quite simple." Harvis did not hesitate much and answered directly, "First off, I will help you eliminate William, take down the Leferut Family, and ensure Thiel Elbein’s safety."

"...I see." Shane gave a wry smile and said, "So, the favor you really want to sell me is this?"

"It’s not a favor, it’s a mutually beneficial arrangement." Harvis corrected, "Since it’s cooperation, we have to do something that will benefit both parties."

In Harvis’s views, helping Shane to deal with the trouble surrounding Thiel and completely eradicating the threat of the Leferut Family was a way for Shane to benefit.

As for himself, it would be to topple Moro, topple his own father the Emperor, and ascend to the throne of the Empire.

And this was certainly something Shane would also want to do.

Not to take the Emperor’s position, but to topple Moro.

After all, Moro was the one targeting Thiel.

Shane thought about it and found it feasible.

To prevent Moro from escaping, he would need to make use of this prince’s support, cover, and intelligence.

Otherwise, if he approached openly, he might come up empty-handed.

If he wasn’t worried about this, would Shane not just take Ai Yi, You Lin, and Lilith, and land in the Royal Capital of the Empire in broad daylight? Would he really fear not being able to handle a woman who only shows herself partially?

The opponent was a puppet master, with the Old Demon Clan Faction behind her, to drag her out and then trace up the vine to uncover the Faction behind her was what he ought to do.

So, perhaps he really should find a time to take a trip to the Empire.

"Let’s deal with that William first," Shane said, "Where is he now?"

"He’s in the Imperial Embassy." Harvis was not surprised by Shane’s approach and quickly responded, "He must still be gathering intelligence on Thiel Elbein and looking for an opportunity to strike at her. If you trust me, you can leave this matter to me to handle."

"Leave it to you?" Shane raised an eyebrow.

"To eradicate the roots after cutting the grass." Harvis said upfront, "This time, William brought a squad of elite assassins from the Leferut Family with him. I plan to capture them all in one fell swoop to avoid startling the snake by dealing with William yet allowing the assassins to return to the Empire with the tidings, putting Moro and the Leferut Family on alert."

"There’s an elite assassin squad?" Shane’s raised eyebrow furrowed.

"That squad probably hasn’t entered the Royal Capital yet, but is lurking around it, waiting for orders." Harvis continued, "I will keep a close eye on their every move, and once they show their heads, that will be the moment of their demise."

Truly ruthless.

It seemed that the Prince had indeed steeled himself, even planning to trouble the elite from his own Empire.

But since he had decided to eradicate the Leferut Family, his current actions were merely a trifling matter.

"Alright," Shane nodded and said, "But I have one condition."

What might that condition be?

"I want to personally take care of these fellows."