Work Prophet

Kamzi and a group of nobles from the Resistance Army exchanged glances.

Who could have thought that while they were energetically battling the last remaining troops of the Figrola family here, Lord Clovis was not in the castle.

Miss Rabbit was also stunned when she heard this news, "The library, what is Lord Clovis doing in the library?"

Meanwhile, Ivan said, "Lord Clovis has a great love for reading, firmly believing that all problems in this world can be found in books. He might be in the library looking for a way to defeat us."

"Alright, then let's... please invite him out," said the Lady while glancing at the silent Ferdinand beside her.

The latter had shown bravery in the previous major battle with Tristan, always charging at the forefront and defeating dozens of enemies, including many nobles.

But in this battle, he was very reserved, following the Lady from start to end, not participating in the fight.

Ireya understood that for Ferdinand, it was difficult to take action against the family he had once served; in fact, it was already not easy for him not to oppose this war.

It was probably also because he was greatly hurt by Clovis's betrayal, as he had pledged allegiance to the Wing Tribe and sold out his own vassals.

Miss Rabbit reached out and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, I've asked Prophet Merlin, and he said I just need to listen to my heart. Although Clovis did not agree to my request to surrender the city,

"I won't kill him either, at most I'll just send him and the people of the Figrola family out of the Western territories."

Ferdinand said, "I do not wish for my personal stance to affect your judgement."

"It's not just because of you. The scoundrel before the bridge, despite his foul mouth and nonsense, did say something that wasn't entirely wrong.

"The one I should be most grateful to for becoming the Family Head of the Arias family, besides Merlin, is Marquis Kuren. Let's consider it repaying a favor from the past."

After finishing, the Lady then said to Ivan, "The information you provided has been very useful. Although I did not take your earlier advice, I hope you will not be discouraged and will continue to offer me counsel."

Upon hearing this, Ivan made a bow, "You have made a wise choice. The people of this land will feel your mercy."

"Then let's proceed like this."

A small Lord named Corki volunteered to capture Clovis, and no one else had any objections.

Capturing Clovis was indeed a great achievement, but also a hot potato. After all, everyone once was a vassal to the Figrola family, and doing such a deed was somewhat embarrassing.

So no one was competing with Corki for this merit.

Corki quickly led a team to the library, which was already surrounded. The guards of the Immanuel family were the ones who discovered Clovis.

The leader was a knight nicknamed Stone Sword, but unfortunately, he was not named Arthur.

After greeting Stone Sword, Corki hurried into the library, took several deep breaths and then proceeded forward.

He soon saw an old man engrossed in reading a book.

The old man raised his head upon hearing the footsteps and said calmly, "You are here to arrest me, aren't you?"

Corki nodded slightly, somewhat nervously, "Sir Ireya sent me."

"So you have taken Rock Snow City?"

"Not quite, there are still people cleaning up your castle, but it could be said so."

"Do you need my help?" the old man said, "I can persuade the warriors in the castle to lay down their weapons and make things easier for you."

"Why are you so kind-hearted?"

"Of course, it's not just out of kindness," he continued, "In fact, had you not come to me, I still would have wanted to speak with Ireya. She defeated Solomon's land forces impressively and drove away Vierstein, taking Rock Snow City. She is an excellent general.

"But she better not get too complacent, Solomon and his Wing Tribe army have not yet made their move."

"Do you intend to threaten Sir Irelia?" Corki asked.

"No, not at all," Clovis explained, "What I mean is, I do not know who will rule the western lands in the future, nor do I care any longer. I am not the Family Head of the Figrola Family, merely an old man fond of reading books."

"But you are the master of Rock Snow City," Corki reminded him.

"Hels is the master of Rock Snow City; I am merely the stand-in dragged out to replace him, and as you can see, I have botched it. That's why I want to talk to Ireya.

"I no longer care about what happens in the western lands or the affairs of the Figrola Family. Can she leave me here to continue reading in peace?"

Corki's eyes widened, "What are you talking about?"

"Please, I just want to read my books," pleaded Clovis.

"But your decision has plunged millions into the throes of war," said Corki.

"I took no part in the war, not until you came here," Clovis explained, "And this war was not sparked by me but by Solomon who declared it. No matter what I chose, he would have invaded the western lands, right?"

"But you were involved and made your choice."

"I know," Clovis sighed, "I know," he paused, then continued, "What if I swore to never step out of this library again? I won't resist you all.

"Look, I haven't even fled, just sitting here waiting for you to find me."

Corki looked around, didn't see anyone else here, and his expression changed various times until he seemed to make up his mind.

Striding forward to the old man, he unbuckled his belt and said with regret, "I'm sorry, Lord Clovis."

"Sorry? What do you mean? You just need to deliver a message to Sir Irelia for me, is that so difficult?" asked Clovis, bewildered, "Also, what do you need that belt for?"

But Corki had already looped the belt around his neck, "Lady Ireya has decided to spare your life, but there are others who do not wish for you to live."

Clovis felt a tightening around his neck and tried to speak, but no sound came out.

"Whether you admit it or not," Corki murmured to himself, "you were indeed the person in charge of the western lands for a while, and you hold a high status within the Figrola Family, wielding considerable prestige in these lands.

"For the future stability of this region, it's better if you die. Plus, this way at least your family can save some face."

Clovis's cheeks quickly turned red as he struggled desperately, but he only managed to pull down a few books from the shelves.

His struggles became slower and slower, until he was motionless. It was only after a while that Corki released his grip on the belt, his own face turning somewhat pale.

Especially when he saw Clovis's body with eyes still open in death, he couldn't help but take a couple of steps back.

But then he quickly produced a firestone, lit a book on fire, and threw it onto Clovis's body. He added several more books to the fire to intensify the flames before he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Quick, someone come quick, Lord Clovis has set himself on fire!"