Sylvara's Rebirth: A New Dawn for Abel novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 Plan

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“So, since everyone’s so heartbroken about Mrs. Vaclor, how about you help me win this mas so Mr. Vaelor finally stops threatening divorce every time he opens his mouth?”

When Sylvara finished, silence swallowed the place whole.

The instructors lying across the ground or slumped in trees twitched at the corners of their mouths. It wasn’t enough that the enemy had infiltrated their ranks. Now the enemy of their enemy was trying to turn them on each other.

So those forty overpowered units that popped up during the joint freshman military training for the five academies? All fake.

The real force was just one. Their Empire Light. The nation’s idol. His Highness, Commander Agares. Prince Agares.

Three hundred and ten thousand people, all here just to take down their own idol.

“You don’t want to?” Sylvara frowned when no one spoke. Her stomach dropped. Were her bargain-bin husband’s men really all talk? Brave in words, but cowards when it counted?

The men traded glances. Sparks flickered in their eyes like a silent agreement.

Leiya gestured for quiet. “Too many bodies here. Too risky. Let’s move somewhere safer and talk.”

There’s hope!

A quick flash of victory crossed Sylvara’s eyes. She grabbed Veyric, who was half-dressed, and said, “Fine. Let’s move.”

The thirty-odd men of the Hunting Legion nodded together. Just as they started to retreat, one of the “dead” instructors spoke up. “You’re really gonna plan strategy here? We’re corpses, can’t talk anyway. Let us at least listen in, yeah?”

Sylvara punched him square in the face. “Dream about it. Close your eyes and sleep. You’ll find your gossip there.”

The thud of her punch echoed, and the instructor dropped unconscious like a stone.

The others still had that eager glint in their eyes, but none dared say a word. They were “dead” after all. One wrong move and they’d end up the same.

Forget it. Their clothes were already gone. That was humiliating enough. Getting knocked out again over gossip would just make it worse.

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Chapter 167 Plan

Soon, the group followed Sylvara west.

After fifteen minutes of running, they ducked into a hollow beneath a hill.

Their backs pressed against the dirt slope, and their eyes glimmered with a feral intensity.

Zolensky spoke first. “Ms. Feywin, you made a bet with our Mr. Vaelor, if I recall correctly. If you lose, you have to talk Mrs. Vaelor into divorcing him. That right?”

“Yeah. That’s why I’ve been taking shoulder patches and nameplates. Sylvara reached into her spatial button and pulled out a handful, sighing with a mix of frustration and disbelief. “Didn’t get much. Guess I’m unlucky. Mr. Vaelor probably has hundreds by now.”

Veyric stood beside her, frozen.

What did she do?

He’d bet his life there were at least eight thousand nameplates in that spatial button, maybe

more.

Since the very start of training, she’d been collecting them without pause. That was just who she was-someone who never left empty-handed.

Bane let out a low whistle, his tone cutting. “The commander’s rough. He couldn’t ease up a little on the girl?”

Sylvara sighed, long and dramatic, playing it up like she was the victim. “Maybe he’s just desperate to divorce Mrs. Vaelor. He’s too focused on winning to show mercy.”

She lifted her gaze, voice thick with emotion. “Let me tell you something. Before training, Mrs. Vaelor talked about him all the time. Said he was tall, handsome, the perfect husband. Said she wanted to spend her life with him.

“Before I came here, I texted her a tiny hint about the divorce. She broke down crying. The kind of crying you can’t fix no matter what you say.”

Rainy, who’d once gotten candy from Mrs. Vaelor, looked furious. “If she cried that hard, that means she really loves him. They’re married for real. We can’t let them split up. Let’s figure out how to help Ms. Feywin win and shut Mr. Vaelor up for good.”

Bane leaned back with a crooked grin. “Yeah, every damn time it’s Mr. Vaelor drilling us into the ground. I wanna flip that around and see what it’s like to drill him for once.”

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