By this point, even Yu Lian, slow as he could be, should have figured it out. The Empire's chief inquisitor, the "Black General," one of the Thirteen Faces of the World Serpent—when all was said and done, he was clearly King Su Liu's mole.
That was what you called a triple agent.
"If His Majesty the Emperor finds out that the traitor in his Inquisition was sent by his most beloved great-great-granddaughter, he'll be heartbroken."
"He'd be heartbroken if I hadn't done anything," King Su Liu replied casually. She also gave a slight nod to the fallen inquisitor. "Thank you for your efforts, Sir Swiftwind. I've seen your loyalty and courage. What remains is for Lord Lian and me to handle."
In response, Inquisitor Swiftwind, having just pounded a fist against his chest, gave a thumbs-up. Then he dragged his exhausted body step by step to the end of the corridor, where he hid behind a compressor pipe.
To be honest, that difficult, stumbling crawl was pretty provocative. In ordinary times, it would have been enough for the Duke of the Past to kill him a hundred times over. But now, the leader of the World Serpent had no time to deal with this traitor. He didn't even have the presence of mind to wonder why the man hadn't been corrupted on the spot into a voidbeast by the void seed he had planted in him.
At that moment, the black mist formed by the Aeredar elf was still locked in combat with Yu Lian, but most of his attention had shifted to King Su Liu, who had just appeared.
Of course, he knew the peerless beauty hailed as the "Light of the Heavenly Domain." He also knew that though she was the most beautiful among the Great Elector-Kings, she