Chapter 497

Elvis has the blood of the chosen child. Logan hadn't expected Alpha to know so much; this was a royal secret in Greenland. It seemed Alpha had worked tirelessly to find Anabelle all these years. Indeed, every king in Greenland's history possessed the blood of the chosen child. When Logan's father reigned, the palace teemed with women, resulting in numerous sons. These sons silently, fiercely competed for the throne within the palace's treacherous confines.

On the day Logan was born, red clouds blanketed Greenland's sky—an auspicious omen. His father, overjoyed, encountered a wandering monk, an eminent figure radiating wisdom and serenity. The monk gazed skyward, then declared, "Logan, congratulations! The next king of Greenland, bearing the blood of the chosen child, is born. This is the Emperor Star." Logan's father followed the monk's gaze; a dazzling star blazed in the heavens, its radiant light illuminating the entire sky. As Logan was the only child born at that time, the Emperor Star clearly referred to him. Thereafter, Logan's father treasured him, eventually naming him heir.

However, there was another event, a secret Logan guarded closely. He wasn't alone; a daughter was also born that day. His father, known for his romantic pursuits, had even favored a maid who delivered the girl in a hut. Logan knew a daughter couldn't possess the blood of the chosen child, but his mother, as a precaution, ordered the maid's death. The infant girl was initially slated for execution but was secretly given to another maid, escaping the palace and disappearing into the night.

Now that Logan's mother was deceased, he alone held this secret. He knew he didn't possess the blood of the chosen child. The celestial vision—a girl with that blood?—was impossible; the bloodline was male. This conundrum plagued him. For years, he searched for the girl, unsuccessfully. He knew that the one with the blood of the chosen child was the true king of Greenland. He'd also searched for the monk, but he vanished without a trace.

When Alpha mentioned this past, Logan pursed his lips. "I have the blood of the chosen child," he said, "but my position is too precarious to risk. Do you want me to guide you?"

A deep voice responded, "Then Mr. Theodore will guide us."

Logan turned to see Elvis approaching, clad in black, tall and handsome. Emerging from the night, his shoulders held the chill of the dew. He appeared profound and enigmatic. Elvis's intense gaze fixed on Logan, making his heart pound. The man's aura was potent, surpassing anything Logan had witnessed in a mortal.

"Elvis, I am the King of Greenland! Your arrogance is astounding! You expect me to show you the way? Let me tell you…"

Before Logan could finish, Ray's shadow flashed, seizing him. "Your Majesty Theodore, I must offend you," Ray said, tossing Logan into the formation. Elvis, impassive, strode in, followed by Damien and Alpha. All were now within the formation.

Logan, utterly stunned, realized he lacked the blood of the chosen child; he would surely die. "I want out! I want out!" he cried, attempting to flee. A large hand grasped him; a cold, sarcastic voice followed, "Logan, stop your blustering. Look closer."

It was Elvis. Logan looked around; only darkness met his eyes. What happened? He should have seen illusions, reflections, but everything was eerily calm, safe. This was abnormal. Only the blood of the chosen child could break the formation. He lacked it; someone else had to possess it to enter. That person was the true King of Greenland.

Logan scanned his companions: Damien and Alpha were too old. His gaze settled on Elvis, a storm brewing within him.

Olive and Derrick had entered without harm. Derrick stared at Olive, astonished. "Olive, how do you have the blood of the chosen child?"

"The blood of the chosen child?" Olive echoed.

"Yes," Derrick nodded. "Master said only that blood could break the formation, and that child is the true King of Greenland. Not every Greenland king possesses it. The last one was a century ago. A hundred years later, the chosen child reappears to rule the world."

Olive frowned, revealing a drop of blood in her palm. "Olive, whose blood is this?" Derrick asked.

It was Elvis's. When Olive first entered the restricted area, she'd discovered the mind-absorption technique was ineffective on Elvis. Her other purpose in Greenland was to obtain a sample of his blood for verification. He'd been angry, punching a wall, and she'd collected the drop. Her free movement within the formation confirmed her suspicions: Elvis's blood was the blood of the chosen child.

"Olive, you're protecting him, aren't you? I won't ask his name, but the chosen child's reappearance will bring bloodshed to Greenland. Its deep history with the Ancient Visionary Kingdom will undoubtedly be involved."