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“He faked his death? Is that even possible?” Reagan raised an eyebrow.

“| wouldn't have believed it either if | didn’t see it myself.”

Julius shook his head and sighed. “All in all, we’re still lacking compared to Rufus. That's why he managed to fool us.“Now that my subordinates are all under his control, it’s impossible to turn the tables. Thus, | came to you for help.”

After thinking for a moment, Reagan replied, “Give me some time to think it through. You're saying that our mission failed andthat Rufus didn’t die.

“Plus, all your troops have been captured, leaving you with no way out.”“You're correct. That’s about what happened.” Julius nodded.

“Honestly, I’m a bit curious. If the mission failed and all your men were captured, how did you manage to get away?” Reaganasked.

“To be honest, | pretended to surrender just to get away,” Julius replied.“Pretended to surrender? What do you mean?” Reagan’s curiosity was piqued.“| hope you won't mind if | say this.”

After reorganizing his thoughts, Julius continued, “I pretended to defect to Rufus and the others, lying that | could help themcapture you.

“As they were desperate to apprehend you, they released me to lure you.”Reagan smiled indifferently. “Oh. Is that so? It turns out that your meeting with me was a trap. Did Rufus set this up?”novelbin

“That was the plan at first. However, | knew that aligning with Dragon Guard was the best choice now that West Lucozianmonarchy was doomed.

“Thus, | took the opportunity to fool them without revealing any crucial information,” Julius promised.

“So that’s what happened.” Reagan nodded before continuing, “However, Rufus is extremely cunning. Will he really believeyou?”

“He naturally didn’t believe me. That’s why he poisoned me as a threat. If | didn’t do as he said, I’d probably die within threedays.” Julius sighed.

“He poisoned you? I’m quite skilled in medicine. Can you let me take a look?” Reagan stretched out his hand and said.

“Sure.” Julius didn’t hesitate to put his hand on the table. Reagan checked Julius’ pulse with his finger. After a few seconds, theformer nodded. “Your body does seem a bit weird.

“It seems like you’ve been poisoned by parasitic poison. Moreover, the person who poisoned you is very skilled; ordinary peoplecannot undo this.”

Julius’ eyelids twitched. “Parasitic poison? Sir Judd, do you know how to get rid of it?”

If Reagan knew how to neutralize the poison, Julius had nothing to worry about.

“| could neutralize normal poison without a problem. However, | don’t specialize in this kind of parasitic poison.“Even if | forcefully use my cultivation to treat it, the success rate is only about 30 percent,” Reagan said honestly.

“What should | do? Am | dead meat?” Julius was dreadful.

“No need to worry. I'll definitely find a way to cure you. We're allies, after all.”

Reagan smiled and added, “The Mystic Arts Order is the most knowledgeable in parasitic poison. | can arrange for someone tocontact the Mystic Arts Order.

“We'll let a skilled person cure you. The price doesn’t matter.”“That’s great! Thank you!” Julius was ecstatic as he quickly thanked him.

“You're too formal. We're already acquaintances. Now that we’re also on the same side, how could | possibly stand by withouttrying to help?”

Reagan gestured to Cinna and ordered, “Cinna, send a capable subordinate to the Mystic Arts Order. No matter what price wehave to pay, make sure to bring back an expert in antidotes!”

“Yes, sir!” Cinna answered before leaving.“Grand General Rhys, you should stay here and rest. I'll definitely get rid of your poison within three days,” Reagan promised.“Thank you, Mr. Judd.” Julius smiled.

“Report!”

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