My Immoral Detective System

The king watched the fight with his eyes fixed on the two people standing in front of him. The black-cloaked man was throwing one ball of energy after another while his youngest brother continued to dodge time and time again. Sometimes, Heath would also hit the energy balls with his frost sword that would also lead to a crack on his sword.

The black-cloaked man seemed to be powerful, and the smile on his lips made it seem like the fight wasn't even worth his frown. It was as if the black-cloaked man was completely at ease when fighting against the prince, while the latter was starting to get exhausted. He wiped the sweat from his forehead as he stared at the imposter and gritted his teeth.

No wonder why the king was on the verge of losing just now. This imposter was more powerful than he thought! Heath glared at the guy and finally decided to fight head-on. He charged at the man with the frost sword while dodging the electric balls one after another. Finally, when he reached the man and slashed his sword pointing at the imposter's neck, it clashed with a protective layer.

Sparks flew in the air.

Heath looked at the scene in surprise. Just why? How was this black-cloaked man able to have so much Qi inside his body that he could hold onto the protective layer for such a long time?! This imposter was really a monster!

For a moment, the prince froze as he continued to stare at the imposter's face as a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. How would he be able to defeat this monster?

Just when he was thinking about this, the imposter grinned and thrust the sword in Heath's stomach.

The expression on the prince's face changed. When did this person take his sword back?! Wasn't it thrown on the ground earlier?!

The imposter seemed to know what the prince was thinking. So he twisted the sword, earning a painful and weak hiss from Heath, and smiled. "Dear Prince, I know a spell to call the sword anytime I want. Why did you think I threw it earlier in an ongoing battle?"

Heath's face went pale as a jolt of pain ran throughout his body. His limbs were paralyzed as he stared at the man in horror.

Just when he thought the man would twist the sword again and thrust inside his chest to kill him off directly, a sudden wave of electric attack came out of nowhere that pointed at the black-cloaked man's chest. The imposter's smile vanished as the attack clashed with his protective shield. Then he turned to look at furious Rhesus, who was glare at the man with reddened eyes.

"How dare you?!" The king stared at the black-cloaked man in fury. After that, he raised his sword and rushed at the man with all his power. In fact, Rhesus knew that he didn't have more than 5% of power, and even the rest he had just now wasn't enough to replenish his health, but how could he just sit back and see his youngest brother getting killed ruthlessly?! Rhesus knew that he was cruel as a youth, but he wasn't that person anymore! He had changed.

At this time, he wanted to protect the people he loved. Since he couldn't save his son on time, he could only shift that feeling to the remaining family member in front of him. He had already sent away his daughter, who might survive out there, but he knew that this kingdom also needed a man from the royal family who could control the kingdom after Rhesus died, and to him, Heath Vanne was that person.

So thinking like that, he started fighting. One after another, they both continued to attack each other with fierce spells until the last 5% of the king's power was depleted. Rhesus fell on his knees in the end as blood seeped out of his mouth. He felt something blocking his throat that made him cough violently as he puked more blood on the ground.

The fight was fierce, and he started to see stars before his eyes, but he didn't regret it. He was at least able to save his youngest brother today. Why was he so cruel when younger? He didn't know, but he had no energy to think in that direction. The vision in front of him blurred as he continued to stare blankly on the ground.

The black-cloaked man didn't attack anymore and looked down at the king without a smiling face. "I must say. You have greatly surprised me. I didn't think you'd protect your brother."

Rhesus sneered. "I guess I didn't live up to your expectations." He coughed violently again and wiped the traces of blood that appeared on his mouth. "For….For you to say these words, I'm sure you have heard of my past."

The black-cloaked man didn't say anything else but raised his leg to kick the king when a loud voice yelled all of a sudden. "You're going to die today!"

Heath couldn't take it any longer. He used several hand signs and when he was finished, the black-cloaked man's body froze. This time, the prince had used a hidden attack, which was to control the water inside the imposter's body! This attack was forbidden and so dangerous that it could harm both the attacker and victim. It was because the attacker needed to be at his full strength to use this formation.

But if the person had 95% energy, the spell would take energy from the attacker's life force. Even though the life force had plenty of spiritual energy, it would still be dangerous if more than half were taken away. It could make the person unconscious, and in worse cases, the attacker could even die!

But at this time, Heath had no choice but to risk his life and save the king. So he focused on creating havoc inside the black-cloaked man's body. Soon, the man staggered back and fell to the ground. He seemed to have realized something was wrong as his lower lips trembled. But before anyone could see his face, he uttered some spell, and his entire body vanished into thin air. It almost felt as if this person wasn't here in the first place.

Heath puked blood and fell on his face, unconscious.