Chapter 198: Chapter 198

David’s war knife behind him jingled and jumped out, roaring, "Let me kill this thief!"

A huge force descended from the sky, suppressing David and his war knife. It was not Owen Bertram but Abner Lane.

Gourd Elder was hopping angrily in Owen Bertram’s sleeve, "Master, let me jump out, enlarge my body, and sit this arrogant brat to death with one buttock!"

Owen Bertram was ranting in his heart: I knew there was something wrong with my gourd! Listen to this, what kind of language is this, a proper magical instrument, does it fight !

Abner Lane held down his younger-brother-like subordinate, Owen Bertram also held down Gourd Elder.

Abner Lane smiled lightly, "You are quite confident."

He glanced at the sky, "You’re right about one thing, Lord Dunn and I have long been prepared to die for our country with a grievance."

Owen Bertram pointed to David: "Why don’t I make a bet with you, master? If my secret method works and helps master solve Henry’s Case, master will hand over this reckless youngster to me to command; if it doesn’t, I leave myself at master’s disposal."

Before he mentioned the bet, he had already secretly held his trump card!

David was already roaring: "Master, accept his bet, I will personally make this fellow taste all the brutal punishments of the Horizon Bureau!"

Abner Lane glared at him and shouted, "Shut up!"

He then looked back at Owen Bertram, "These few, who grew up with me and are my subordinates but in reality my brothers, I cannot use them to make a bet with you."

David was still unconvinced, "Master won’t bet with you, but I will!"

Before Abner Lane could stop him, Owen Bertram had already smiled faintly, "Alright, the bet is on." The winning card in his hand surged with a fiery intent, which cooled down in the blink of an eye.

Owen Bertram became even more confident in his heart.

But the other knights advised, "Master, there is absolutely no chance of success in this matter, Master must not take risks."

Abner Lane shook his head gently, "The arrow has been drawn, and it must be shot!"

With the treacherous situation in the Imperial Court, Abner Lane had seen it clearly. Instead of being dragged down by those traitors, he’d take the opportunity to go all out.

Moreover, his departure from the capital this time, though very secretive, could not escape the eyes of those people. If he goes back in such a dejected manner, the situation he and Lord Dunn will face will be even worse than before.

Abner Lane had not pinned his hopes on Owen Bertram before he set out and was ready to sacrifice himself to pave the way for Lord Dunn!

So, it really was "The arrow has been drawn, and it must be shot!"

Abner Lane was very confident in himself that entering Henry’s territory and rampaging with his strength would surely capture Prince Henry.

As long as Prince Henry is captured, evidence can be found. But the process is to capture Prince Henry first and then obtain evidence from his mouth.

This procedure is illegal.

Abner Lane took out an object from his bosom and threw it into the sky. Suddenly, a flash of golden light transformed into a heavily armored chariot. Various weapons hung on the chariot, flashing with a deterrent cold light.

In front of the chariot, there was a majestic mechanical beast, twenty feet long! Its body was full of sharp blades like a hedgehog.

Abner Lane flew up and landed on the chariot, shouting, "Put on the armor!"

Streams of golden light flew out from the chariot, forming parts of the battle armor, automatically gathering on Abner Lane’s body.

Abner Lane, who had just been a refined scholar, instantly became a fierce general capable of fighting thousands of enemies!

He drew a broadsword about ten feet long from the chariot and pointed it at Darnell Manor, shouting: "Owen Bertram, drive the chariot for me!"

Owen Bertram didn’t move, speechless: So, you didn’t really listen to anything I said, did you?

All you can think about is sacrificing your life to win fame, right?

David and the others were full of blood and tears, each straddling their own mounts, drawing their war knives, and preparing to follow Abner Lane into battle.

In this passionate and exciting atmosphere, Owen Bertram inappropriately coughed twice: "Ahem... I say, gentlemen, why not try my method first? If it really doesn’t work, you can go fight later."

Abner Lane gave him a cold glance: I’ve built up my emotions here, and you give me this? You still won’t give up, thinking your little tricks will work, right?

But the knight leader suddenly turned around and knelt down under Abner Lane’s chariot, weeping, "Master! Why not just give it a try? Even if there’s a one in ten thousand chance, my subordinates hope that Master can return alive. Our lives are worthless, but Master is the hope of the entire Horizon Bureau and the great Wu! Please cherish your own life!"

The other knights also knelt down one after another. Even David, although he didn’t think Owen Bertram’s method would work at all, didn’t want Abner Lane to break through the situation in such a tragic way deep down.

Owen Bertram sighed and, albeit reluctantly, told Abner Lane about his method in advance.

Then he said, "Of course, I know that there must be various prohibitions on Mr. Nicholas’ body, and the cultivation world has countless bizarre and mysterious methods. But I still think that my method can bypass these secret techniques and find evidence of Prince Henry’s rebellion for Master, as well as...the location where Prince Henry has stockpiled important materials for rebellion."

This time Abner Lane did not directly deny it, he thought about it carefully and didn’t speak.

The other knights nearby kept saying, "My lord, although I don’t quite understand what he’s saying, I think we can give it a try."

Abner Lane finally nodded: "Alright, let’s try his method first."

With a wave of his hand, the armor of the Mechanical Dao Soldiers, as well as his own, turned into a stream of light and fell back into his palm.

Nathan Lane returned from outside the city, still somewhat shocked: this rogue cultivator has big ambitions!

He constantly gathered refugees, producing talisman water to cure diseases and drive away hunger... After all, he just entered the cultivation world and didn’t quite understand some common knowledge, not knowing how much the gathering of faith could improve one’s cultivation!

Moreover, with more and more believers in the rogue cultivator, he might not need high levels of cultivation; as long as there are more than a million believers, he could become invincible in the world!

Based on his keen intuition alone, Nathan Lane felt that it would be very inappropriate to let him continue to grow...

However, when he returned to the inn, he still didn’t see Jamal’s shadow, and muttered: "Did he go out to have fun again? Don’t disturb me when you come back late at night."

He sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it, but felt a little indecisive for a moment.

His deep involvement in the Henry Case was due to his faith in the River God. On the other hand, he wanted to return to his hometown in glory, make Slyvia’s father appreciate him, and marry her.

But when he thought about it later, would resolving the Henry Case allow him to return to his hometown in glory? The River God could grant him various rewards and improve his cultivation, but that was a matter of the Cultivation World.

If the truth of the Henry Case eventually became known to the world, would there be any merit left in it for him, an insignificant constable, who had played a key role in the case? He knew too well the style of the officials in the current Great Wu government.

They couldn’t work, but they were excellent at fighting for credit!

In the future, he might have to show off a cultivator’s abilities in front of Slyvia’s father. But what if he valued the power and wealth of the secular world more?

Thinking of Slyvia’s resentful eyes, Nathan Lane was as restless as a cat scratching his heart.

"Fine, even if I can’t be bestowed an official title, when Henry Mansion is broken into, I’ll try to grab some money so Slyvia’s father can’t look down on me."

He didn’t have any psychological burden doing this because he had grown up in the County Government Office and had always seen the government officials there doing it.

While he was thinking about it, the door opened and Nathan Lane stood up: "Jamal?"

This time Owen Bertram came in, followed by many people.

Nathan Lane was stunned for a moment, feeling that today’s "Jamal" seemed to be a bit different from before. The Mechanical Dao Soldiers were refined based on Owen Bertram’s own appearance, and their body size was quite similar.

It was just that Owen Bertram’s attire was different from the Mechanical Dao Soldiers.

"You came back early today." Nathan Lane tried to make conversation, and then looked at the people behind Owen Bertram: "Who are these...?"

David closed the door behind him. Owen Bertram didn’t care about the others’ reactions. He said, "This is Commander of the Horizon Bureau South Prison, Master Lane."

"These are Thousand Commanders under Master Lane’s command."

Nathan Lane was stunned, his face somewhat strange, but he didn’t dare to inspect "Jamal" directly, so he could only speculate in his heart: Such a coincidence? I was just thinking about the matter of an official title, and then a group of big officials came? Could you have gotten into my intestines and known my thoughts?

But Nathan Lane never doubted that these people were impersonating the ones that Jamal brought. He had unwavering faith in the River God.

He just asked, "Jamal, are these lords here to arrest Prince Henry?"

Owen Bertram was about to nod, and David coldly said, "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t!" Then he glared dissatisfiedly at Owen: "The person you found doesn’t even know the basics!"

Owen Bertram didn’t get angry, smiling brightly at him, "Remember our bet, don’t go back on your word when our valiant Feathered Commander loses!"

I have a winning card, and the game is always in our favor!

David sneered, "Rest assured, if your method really works and saves my lord, even if I have to serve you as a cow or horse, I am willing!"

Owen Bertram nodded secretly. This man was impulsive and arrogant, but he was indeed loyal. It wasn’t good to continue provoking him with words.

However, out of resentment for David’s earlier admonishment, Nathan Lane started to annoy him when he saw that Jamal seemed to have him under control.

He showed a lecherous smile, "This handsome lad, can Jamal give him to me?"

Everyone, including Owen Bertram, immediately distanced themselves from him! David was furious, "How dare you insult me, you lowly man!"

Owen Bertram tried to smooth things over, "All right, it was you who provoked first. Don’t fight amongst ourselves; let’s discuss the plan of action."

Nathan Lane was curious, "Are we really going to arrest Prince Henry?"

The people of Horizon Bureau looked at Owen Bertram, who responded confidently with a smile, "Starting with Mr. Nicholas."