His Contractual Mistress

Chapter 528: Grand Reunion (One)

The SWAT TEAM and SPECIAL FORCES entered the palace apprehending Robert Lee's men, including his assistant, who prepared to escape.         

    

He didn't know the two teams were already at the door. So Delmar surrendered peacefully.     

"I will face Robert Lee alone. Everyone, stay behind." Liam instructed. They nodded and headed in other directions.      

"I'll go with you, of course." Klein sounded from behind, approaching Liam.     

Liam glanced over his shoulder and said, "Then please don't get in the way. The sword could harm you as well."     

Klein bowed like a knight and walked a meter distant from Liam as he followed him in silence.     

Liam's reason for having the dark shaman alone is to prevent more lives from getting involved in their fight. Too many innocent people have already perished because of the ancient wars.     

Now the present time has suffered so much because of this man, who remained to roam the world freely.     

And so tonight, he'll put his life on the line to seal the dark shaman's soul until the alignment of the nine planets less than thirty years from now.     

Liam and Klein headed to the chamber where Robert Lee stayed.     

Waiting patiently in the room, Robert Lee turned his head toward the door and lifted the corner of his mouth.     

He could feel two powerful auras approaching the chamber. Whoever they are, he is confident that one of them is Carlisle Williams.     

Anticipating meeting the man, Robert Lee lifted his right hand, and orange-red lights emitted around him. Then, all the furniture inside that room floated in the air, preparing to throw them at whoever entered the door.     

Robert Lee wished it was Carlisle Williams. However, he could feel an odd aura, including his companion.     

To distinguish who they were, he closed his eyes and released enough force to reach the two people approaching his chamber.     

Before he could deplete their energy, his ear caught the sound of metal pulled out from its sheath.     

The clang of the sword shook the hell out of him. He covered his ears but failed to resist the sound. He could still hear the whistling sound that felt like it would split his head.     

It is painful, and it weakens his knees.     

"Ahh!" Robert Lee screamed as he could no longer bear the painful noise.     

The night was quiet, but the Shing sound of the metal gave such pain to his flesh...     

This suffering was the same as those nights when a particular sword was nearby.     

He did not make a mistake. This aura is her fourth daughter's blood!     

His fourth daughter, who he loves the most.      

Five hundred years ago, when he was powerless after being defeated by his three daughters and hiding in the shadows—he was smitten by breathtaking beauty when he traveled far.     

However, he didn't know the woman was a sorcerer's daughter. Because of her kindness, he fell in love with her, and they have a daughter.     

Unfortunately, the sorcerer learned about this. He took the child, brought her to the Mystic Village, and cast a spell on him to die.         

    

Little did the sorcerer know, he managed to cheat Death again. Of course, he is the summoner of Death!     

He swore to get his daughter back. However, after half a century and he regains enough strength, his beloved daughter rebuilds the sword and offers it to Emperor Xing to kill him.     

And even in this lifetime, his beloved daughters and their husbands were determined to kill him!     

Then? Is it Vincent? If the blade were here, no one could carry the sword but him.     

Robert Lee felt horrid staring at the door. Something had struck him. One more time, he lifted all the furniture that fell to the floor after he lost control and then flung them toward the door.     

From outside, it can hear a loud thud from the room. Liam and Klein shared a look—both were wondering what the dark shaman was up to.     

"Well… I would not be surprised if the dark shaman sensed our presence." Klein mumbled, leaning on the wall leisurely like he was only here to watch a show. Anyway, that was partly true. Liam instructed him to stay behind, so he would not get in his way. Still, he was cautious not to slash with the sword. Otherwise, his soul is gone forever and can no longer revive.     

"It looks like he blocked the entrance." Liam knew he could hear him, so he mocked the dark shaman. "I knew he was such a coward. After all, this is what he is good at—using others' identities and bodies."     

Klein's laugh echoed in the palace corridor.     

Robert Lee constricted his pupils upon hearing the two men ridiculing him. He realized that the other aura he could not read belonged to Liam.     

When did he have the sword?     

"Ahh! Carlisle!" he screamed at the man behind the door. 'So Liam regained his own memories!'     

Robert Lee is pacing back and forth. He needs to come up with the idea.     

"Ah! Williams!" He screamed one more time. At the same time, his body released some energy that shattered the windows and doors.     

Liam and Klein rushed inside, but the dark shaman was nowhere to be found.     

"It looks like he ran away," Klein said, looking out the window.     

"Perfect… Just as what we anticipated for him to do." Liam sounded so calm. Of course, this is his kingdom. He knew every hidden passage and every secret hideout throughout the forest behind the Lamandi Palace.     

"Heh." Klein grinned. "The shamans were in positions. The magic circles to trap him are about to lighten up."     

"Great." Liam tugged at the corner of his mouth as his gaze traveled through the forests.     

Concealed from the eyes, three magic circles are about to connect. After that, it will create a triangle shape to cover the entire forest.     

"From there, we can finally seal him away." Klein chirped, and Liam nodded his head in agreement.     

"Well, are you going to miss the show?" asked Liam.     

"No way! I must see his fall!"     

Meanwhile, Robert Lee ran to the deepest part of the forest with such speed. He halted when he saw a figure ten meters away from him. In fact, the woman was standing near a cliff. She was wearing a red hat, red boots, and red gloves.     

"Isabella!" he called out as he slowly approached her.         

    

The woman in red turned around and lifted her chin to expose her exquisite face.     

"Hello, Master Lee… Or maybe you prefer I call you Lord Alastair? Ah… Father…." Isabella was full of sarcasm.     

"So, you've finally learned the truth! That's good!" The dark shaman laughed. Then he turned around when he felt another presence. His smile widened, and he opened his two arms. "Madison! My incredible daughter!"     

Madison frowned. "Stop right there!"     

The man had attempted to stand closer to Madison. But she promptly warned him. The dark shaman raises his two arms as a surrender. "Alright. My beautiful daughters! Is this a reunion?"      

Then another woman appeared from a different direction.     

"Hello, father. What a great reunion, indeed."      

The man's eyes glowered upon recognizing the person chiming behind a giant tree.      

"My dear, Cassandra!"