Chapter 220 - Chapter 220: Chapter 209 Family Vote (2/2)

When the family council concluded, they had just left the basement when they quickly saw Theo, looking quite anxious, waiting outside.

The burly old man bowed and, gazing into Byrne’s eyes, said,

“Your Excellency Bain, a severely injured messenger has returned from the front lines of Rhea. He claimed to have some urgent news to convey! Moreover, he refused to tell anyone else, insisting that he must see you before disclosing the intelligence!”

Byrne and the others were stunned for a moment but quickly made their way to the parlor where they saw the dying messenger, barely clinging to life.

The man was middle-aged and on the brink of death due to excessive blood loss, causing his complexion to turn pale with cold sweat all over his body, and his mind seemed to be in a haze.

Had it not been for the urgent care provided by the Fischer family, this middle-aged man likely would not have survived until now.

Although Byrne had arrived, the man had little response, muttering incoherently, unable to utter a complete sentence.

“Heal him, Lilian.”

Before Byrne could finish speaking, Lilian was already harnessing rune power, and in the next instant, an aura of verdant vitality like that of springtime filled the room.

Powerful healing energy surged into the man, and injuries mended at a pace visible to the naked eye. The moment before when he seemed at death’s door appeared like an illusion as he quickly regained consciousness, fully healed except for lingering pain that remained stubbornly affixed to his body and mind.

“Incredible, so powerful… What powerful strength…”

The middle-aged man was astounded and speechless for a moment before he then looked at Byrne with widened eyes.

“Excuse me, are you His Excellency Byrne Fischer, the father of Darren Fischer?”

Byrne was taken aback. Why such a question? Did this man have some relationship with Darren?

Did he have news of Darren?

With this thought, Byrne’s expression turned solemn as he immediately nodded.

“Yes.”

Upon hearing Byrne’s response, the middle-aged man’s demeanor brightened with excitement, and he stood up shakily, saying,

“I am a friend of Darren Fischer! I have very important intelligence to report. Your Excellency Byrne, may I speak here?”

“You are Darren’s friend! Where is he now?”

Byrne was also extremely excited, unable to hide the joy in his eyes, while Lilian and the others couldn’t help but show a curious look.

“We were separated when pursued by powerful enemies. We split up to traverse the jungle and escape back to Cyart. Here’s what happened…”

The man was agitated, even somewhat incoherent, but with some difficulty, he managed to clearly recount the events of the recent years, concluding with the most critical piece of intelligence.

They had discovered that the Rhea People were amassing an army at the border!

The Fischer family members exchanged glances, their hearts buoyed by the news of Darren’s survival, but at the same time, they were apprehensive about the gathering Rhea forces.

After deeply pondering for a moment, Byrne spoke with grave severity, “Theo, dispatch messengers to inform the Lion clan, the Romann family, and the Cyart King at once!”

“We cannot decide on this matter alone!”

“Yes, I understand.”

Theo nodded earnestly, his expression solemn, fully grasping the gravity of the situation. If the East Coast Province fell, it could mean defeat for the whole of Cyart.

“Moreover, we must also prepare all four towns for both defensive battle and evacuation. The enemy’s forces are vast. Hmm, I predict there may be several Monarch powerful experts.”

With that, Byrne closed his eyes, silent for a long while.

He could sense that the man likely wasn’t lying; and if what the man had said was entirely true, then the Rhea army was indeed ferocious and not something the Fischer family could withstand on their own.

“It’s strange. The power of the Meyer faction within the Rhea People has already been stretched thin just countering the joint forces of Cyart and the Rhea king.”

“Yet, how do they have the strength to attack the East Coast Province, unless there is some external support involved?”

Muttering to himself, Byrne suddenly recalled something Viscount Bast had mentioned.

The strife between the Cyart people and the Meyer clan was never merely a bilateral issue; the politics of the entire Eastern Four Kingdoms were interconnected.

A glimmer of understanding flashed through his mind, his brows furrowing deeply.

“Could it be that forces from Vallere or Carnia are involved?”