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Heir of the White Lotus (Web Novel) - Chapter 1992: Adam’s Doubts

Chapter 1992: Adam’s Doubts

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"I have finally learned the truth."

"Louis has realized that General Jacob has grown too powerful among the soldiers."

"The men adore him. They follow him without question. Even some of the nobles have begun to fear the influence he holds over the army."

"And so, Louis has devised another plan."

"He has sent General Jacob beyond the Lamiyan Mountains. The mission is impossible. There is no army large enough to accomplish what the King has ordered him to do. There is no reinforcement waiting beyond the mountains. There is no route of retreat."

"There is only death!"

"Some soldiers have confessed the truth to me. Even several court nobles have admitted what Louis intends to do. They know. We all know."

"Louis is sending his greatest General to his death. And the worst part is that Jacob still believes he is serving his kingdom."

"May the Lord forgive us..."

"News has finally returned from beyond the mountains. General Jacob has been grievously wounded. He is presumed dead. The kingdom is in an uproar."

"The soldiers mourn him. The people mourn him. Even those who once feared his influence now speak of him as though he were a hero who sacrificed himself for the kingdom."

"But Louis... he celebrates."

"He revels in the riches he has accumulated through the endless war. And his army has grown stronger. Stronger because of the very man he sent to die."

"How ironic."

"General Jacob gave him victory after victory. He gave him wealth. He gave him soldiers. And now, even in his death, he has given Louis the army that will allow him to tighten his grip upon the kingdom."

"I can truly no longer call this man my king. He is nothing more than a parasite sitting upon a throne."

"May the Sun God have mercy upon us all."

Several pages were missing.

The next surviving entry was written in a completely different manner. The handwriting was erratic. The ink was smeared in several places, as though the High Priest had been writing with trembling hands.

"He has returned!"

"General Jacob has returned!"

"The dead have risen!"

"I do not know how he survived. No one knows. But he is alive. And he knows the truth now."

"Somehow, General Jacob has discovered what truly happened to his wife. He knows that the enemy did not kill her. He knows that Louis d’Aubigny was responsible."

"The King murdered her!"

"The King framed Edevane!"

"The King used Jacob’s grief to turn him into a weapon!"

"And now that weapon has finally realized who was holding the blade."

"Jacob has begun conquering the lands of Edevane. The armies that once stood against him have fallen one after another."

"The lands of Edevane have fallen. The cities have fallen. The armies have fallen. Nothing can stop him!"

"And now... General Jacob is preparing to march upon Valcourrone itself. He intends to lay waste to the kingdom that he once swore to protect."

"Louis has doomed us all. The man who created this monster will finally have to face what he has wrought."

Adam fell into silence. His gaze lingered on the words: "Louis has doomed us all."

Then his mind drifted back to the elderly gypsy woman. More specifically, to the words she had spoken before sending him and his party into the mist.

At last, he fell, his body torn; by us, forgotten, he was borne.

We healed his wounds and spoke the lie that doomed his love had not died.

We named the hand that dealt the knife, the king who stole his dearest life.

Adam’s eyes narrowed, and he murmured, "So that’s what happened."

Thanks to the High Priest’s journals, the pieces finally connected.

Jacob had been sent beyond the Lamiyan Mountains on a mission designed to kill him. He had survived. Then, somehow, he had learned the truth about his wife’s death. He then conquered Edevane. And after that, he marched upon Valcourrone.

Adam couldn’t help but frown. Those words from the gypsy bothered him for some reason.

"We healed his wounds and spoke the lie..."

He repeated the sentence in his mind.

The gypsies had found Jacob after he had fallen. They had taken him in. They had healed him. And then they had told him how his wife had died.

Adam tapped his fingers on the desk absentmindedly.

So the gypsies just happened to find him when he was at death’s door? he thought.

Not only did they heal him, but they also shed light upon the truth of his wife’s death.

Isn’t that just so convenient?

No. In the first place, how did these gypsies even learn about the truth of Jacob’s wife’s death?

According to the High Priest’s journal, only Louis and a few of his closest confidants knew of the whole truth.

The High Priest himself knew of it because people had confessed to him in the sanctity of the temple.

But how did the gypsies know?

According to Adam, either the elderly gypsy was lying. Or the High Priest was.

However, he didn’t think either of them were lying.

Why would the High Priest write lies in his journal? Journal entries were private. They were meant to reflect the true reflection of the soul.

So that didn’t make sense.

As for the gypsy woman, she had spoken as though she had personally witnessed everything. Yet the events she described had happened around two thousand years ago.

There is something wrong with them, he thought with narrowed eyes.

Jacob meeting the gypsies when he was on the verge of death seemed very coincidental. It was also suspicious that they knew the truth about his wife’s death.

Adam thought about it for a long time, but he couldn’t come to any solid conclusion. There simply wasn’t enough information for him.

Setting aside the history of the two kingdoms, as well as the enmity between Jacob and Louis, he still had to understand why Sandra had marked this spot on the map.

He needed more information. Fortunately, the journal entries were only halfway done.

And the next several entries cleared up a lot of Adam’s doubts.

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