Chapter - 1517

Zeke raised his eyebrow in exasperation. “You little… Why’re you always so easily excited? What’s got your panties in a bunch this time?”

Sole Wolf panted breathlessly. “We… We just… ddiscovered a… a parrot… It’s a t-talking parrot!”

Zeke furrowed his brows.

Talking parrots were a dime a dozen.

But for Sole Wolf to report it to him so urgently, it clearly meant that the parrot had something significant to say.

“Calm down and talk slowly. What’s so special about the parrot?”

Sole Wolf took a deep breath to calm himself down. “The parrot apparently mentioned Ares and Mount Final. I reckon that someone is using the parrot to try and tell us something!”

Huh?

This perked Zeke’s interest. “Where’s the parrot?”

“My men are trying to catch it as we speak.”

“Make sure they capture it alive. No guns allowed!” Zeke ordered.

“Those were my exact instructions too,” assured Sole Wolf.

Zeke headed out of the tent to check on things himself.

A group of soldiers were running around like headless chickens trying to catch a bright green parrot.

The parrot was flapping here, there, and everywhere across the site, as if it were searching for someone.

However, the moment Zeke stepped out of the tent, the parrot seemingly locked in on its target. It flew straight towards him.

That was when Zeke realized that the parrot might have been looking for him all along.

He hurriedly waved his hands at the soldiers indicating for them to stop all attempts to capture

As if on cue, the parrot flew to Zeke, perching itself on his shoulder.

Worried that the parrot would fly off again, Zeke immediately grabbed onto it and brought it back with him into the tent.

The soldiers were all tongue-tied.

Our Great Marshal is downright amazing! Even birds readily submit themselves to him.

Once they were safely back inside the tent, Zeke loosened his hold on the parrot.

It didn’t attempt to fly away. Instead, it started relaying its message.

“Ares is at Mount Final. Come save him.”

“Ares is at Mount Final. Come save him.”

What?

A jolt of electricity ran through Zeke as he slapped the table in excitement.

“What’s this parrot saying, Zeke?” asked Sole Wolf, puzzled. “Isn’t Ares at Thisleton Manor? What’s he doing at Mount Final? Did he get caught by the Carter sect? Anyway, that’s a good thing. They can kill him for all I care. Why would we go save him?”

Zeke waved his hand. “No, you’ve misunderstood, Sole Wolf.”

Sole Wolf couldn’t contain his bewilderment. “Which part did I misunderstand?”

“It’s a long story. But I’ve long suspected that the Ares we see now is a fake. The real Ares is likely locked up somewhere by this fake one.”

Sole Wolf smacked his head as a light bulb went off in his head. “You’re right! You know, I’ve suspected this too. The current Ares is completely different from the one we knew before. But because there are no telltale signs at all, and his face is the same as it has always been, I dismissed this notion. I guess my intuition was on point after all!”

Zeke continued, “I currently have enough evidence to prove that the person impersonating Ares is none other than Connor Black of the Prince’s Residence. He’s the one who locked the real Ares up in the Carter sect.”

“Hmph!” Zeke snorted in contempt. “Connor colluded with the Carter sect to imprison Ares, an Archduke of Eurasia! Both parties will need to pay dearly for this!”

Sole Wolf gingerly picked the parrot up. “Who do you think sent this parrot to us? Given that Ares is imprisoned, I doubt he has the opportunity to train a parrot to notify us of all this.”

Zeke shook his head. “No. It should be someone within the Carter sect.”

He carefully reached for the parrot.

However, the moment his fingers touched it, he was immediately overwhelmed with a familiar presence – Master Pietro’s presence to be exact!