The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1437

Meanwhile, Priscilla wallowed in her memories. She had gone through a lot, so she could never forget about them for the rest of her life.

People had said that anyone who became a soldier would regret it immediately. However, one would have regrets for a lifetime if they never experienced becoming a soldier. Hence, Priscilla was glad to have met Nathaniel, and she was happy that she had served in the army.

She remembered the comrades who had gone through life and death together with her clearly.

As she spoke, Priscilla noticed that Tristan's hand was no longer moving. She thought that he was just tired of her fingers and was listening to her story attentively. So she spoke more diligently, and she was unwilling to stop even though her throat was burning.

However, while he was leaning on her, she felt that his temperature seemed to be quite high.

When Priscilla felt this, she regained her senses and quickly reached out to touch Tristan's forehead. It was burning hot!

"Tristan! Tristan Acker!"

Priscilla tried to lower her voice as she could while calling out to Tristan, but the latter did not respond.

On the other hand, Teagan opened his eyes immediately when he heard this.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He has a fever!"

Priscilla blamed herself greatly as she said this.

After all, she had been beside him all this time. However, she didn't know when he got the fever or when did he faint. Alas! She was too careless.

Why did Tristan love someone like her who was so careless and useless?

At this thought, Priscilla was disheartened.

"No. This can't drag on longer. If not, Tristan might die."

There was determination in Priscilla's eyes as she said these words.

Meanwhile, Teagan knew what she was going to do, so he stopped her immediately.

"Priscilla, you are Tristan's light, and he can only continue living if you're here. But if something were to happen to you, he would lose all hope for life. Perhaps you don't know what my brother has done for you all these years, but I can say with confidence that he loves you with his life. So please take good care of yourself for his sake. Hence, I should be the one to go out instead."

Teagan said this solemnly, and Priscilla felt terrible after hearing this.

After all, she could never repay Tristan for what he had done. Tristan had done too much for her unknowingly, and she couldn't pay him back. However, Priscilla didn't mind it since she had a whole lifetime to treat him well!

But now that Tristan's life was in danger, she was a little scared.

"Teagan, you can't go. Since you are my brother-in-law, I can't let you go and take risks. I am important to Tristan, but you are as well. Listen to me. I know how to avoid them."

"No way."

Teagan firmly disagreed after hearing her suggestion.

Right now, both of them had different ideas.

Just then, they heard gunshots coming from outside.

"Someone's here!"

Priscilla and Teagan were both stunned when they heard this.

After all, they could tell that a lot of people had arrived due to the frequent gunshots.

Who was it?

Was it Atlas' men?

Priscilla thought for a moment before shifting Tristan into Teagan's arms. She then said softly, "Take good care of him." "Priscilla, no!"

"Shut up!"

At this moment, Priscilla was unyielding, and the fierce aura she emanated was the same as Tristan's.

Teagan was suddenly stunned when he saw this.

Therefore, Priscilla took advantage of this opportunity to get up and went to a spot in the passage.

Not long ago, she had already noticed that this spot was relatively weak. If she moved a few bricks, she could probably see the situation outside.

Then, she moved the bricks aside and saw many feet moving on the ground.

When she looked out through the crack, she saw that a lot of people had arrived. All of them were wearing black clothes and masks, and they had the most advanced weapons in their hands. Were they really Atlas's men?

At this thought, Priscilla didn't dare to act rashly, even though her heart was burning with anxiety.

They attacked intensely, and they didn't care about the lives of these soldiers. It was undoubtedly a massacre.

Meanwhile, Priscilla frowned slightly at this scene.

After all, the person who gave them these orders was Laborn, but the ones who lost their lives were these innocent soldiers.

Therefore, the people of a country would only suffer if they didn't have a good leader.

Priscilla's eyebrows were knitted tightly together as she thought about this.

Finally, a familiar figure followed the men in black and appeared in her sight.

It was Lebanon!

He had come with his soldiers even with his injuries. Right now, he wore on a formidable expression and a somber demeanour.

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

As these people had killed the Acker family, he would not let a single one of them go.

After all, Tristan was his brother. It was hard for him to accept this fact, and he even felt a little unhappy about it.

From a young age, he had been forgotten and was left to fend for himself. Now he found out that he had a half-brother, but everyone loved that person. Their mother, Magnolia had even paved the way for his safety.

They were both her sons! So, why were their lives so different?

At this thought, Lebanon felt sad and jealous. Furthermore, he didn't want to accept this face. However, Tristan saved his life and even supported him to be the king.

Therefore, Lebanon had mixed feelings about this.

He thought he had a lot of time to think about how to get along with Tristan, so he had time to accept this face. But when he heard that there was trouble with the Acker family and that Tristan had hurried back to their aid, Lebanon panicked.

Was Tristan crazy?

Since Laborn had killed Arlo, it was evident that he didn't want the Acker family around any longer. Therefore, did he return so that he could die?

Lebanon was worried. Indeed, for the first time, he was anxious about an irrelevant person.

After all, Lebanon and Tristan had never known each other.

In the past twenty years, Tristan had been involved in Lebanon's life. Therefore, he was a mere passerby to Lebanon.

However, Lebanon could not stay idle because he was worried and anxious for Tristan.

These men were his ace cards, and he would not use them unless he had no other choice. All these years, he had planted a lot of people around his enemies and expanded his forces. He had planned to use them against Laborn, but he did not expect that he would expose his strength in advance for Tristan.

Even so, he had no regrets.

Well, as for the position of the king, it didn't matter who was sitting on the throne as long as the person wasn't Laborn. Right now, he only wanted to know if Tristan was still alive.

Therefore, Lebanon had a furious gaze, but he was tearing up at the same time.

"Tristan, you must not die! If you die, I will never forgive you!"

Lebanon said this in his heart repeatedly, as if this was the only way he could firmly believe that Tristan was still alive.

"Search through every corner carefully! I want to know exactly whether the Acker family are alive or dead."

Lebanon's voice trembled slightly as he gave out these orders.

His wound was near his heart, so he had a pale expression on his face right now. In fact, what he needed to do now was to recuperate, and he shouldn't make any big movements right now. Furthermore, he shouldn't be fighting at all!

Meanwhile, Priscilla hid in the dark and saw the worry in Lebanon's eyes. He saw how the latter was trying to withhold his tears, so she felt warm immediately.

She had never paid any attention to this brother who was related to her by blood. Although he was Magnolia's son, she only wanted to keep him safe. However, she didn't want to get involved with him. But at this moment, they had a deeper connection because of Tristan.

Priscilla suddenly realized that she wasn't an orphan. After all, she still had a brother.

"Lebanon."

Priscilla's voice was not loud, but Lebanon heard it.

He turned around immediately while thinking that he was hallucinating.

Wait, he wasn't dreaming!

It was Priscilla!

She must have come back with Tristan.

At this thought, Lebanon was suddenly a little

angry.

"Are you crazy? Do all of you think that this place is a tourist attraction? How could all of you come back at once? Urgh! You're all digging your own graves!"

When Priscilla saw how furious Lebanon was right now, she felt touched.

Meanwhile, the battle outside was coming to an end.

Therefore, Priscilla moved the bricks aside and walked out.

"Hello, my dear brother! Wait, that's not right because I have no relationship with Laborn from now own. I am not his daughter, and I don't recognize him as my father. Haha! So from now on, I am only your sister-in-law."

Priscilla suddenly began to laugh as she said this.

Well, her brother had become her brother-in-law!

However, she had decided in her heart that Lebanon was her family.

Lebanon was slightly stunned, and his face darkened when he heard Priscilla's words.

"Have you no respect for your brother? How could you say you are my sister-in- law? Even if you marry him, you are still my sister."

"But Tristan is your brother."

"So what? You and I are related by blood, and that will never change. Are you out of your mind? Why are you siding with your husband's family? Don't you know that you have no one else in your birth family beside me? Huh"

Lebanon was still angry while he continued to question Priscilla.

What the hell? How could his sister become his sister-in-law?

Of all people, Tristan had to like his sister. However, Tristan treated Priscilla well, and Lebanon felt that she was worthy of Tristan's affections.

Urgh! Whatever!

This was such a mess!

Then, Lebanon frowned and looked in the direction Priscilla came from before asking, "Is he inside?"

His voice was trembling, so it was obvious that he was scared and worried.

"Yes, he passed out. He has a fever because of a gunshot wound, so we need a doctor."

Priscilla said, but she felt that the situation was ironic.

She knew that doctors couldn't cure themselves, but she didn't expect that it would happen to

Tristan.

After that, Lebanon quickly called his men over to move the stones away.

Teagan was stunned when he saw Lebanon. He knew the relationship between Lebanon and Tristan, but the former had not made his stance clear. So, Teagan didn't know how to face him.

However, Priscilla said softly, 'It's okay. He's my brother, so you can trust him."

At that moment, she had seen Lebanon's worried gaze, so she knew that he genuinely cared about Tristan.

After hearing what Priscilla said, Teagan finally trusted Lebanon enough to hand Tristan over to him.

"Get me a doctor here quickly."

Lebanon gave the order, and his men ran out.

Meanwhile, Priscilla looked at the skilful fighters and whispered, "Lebanon, have you trained these people for many years, right?"

"Huh? What do you want to say?"

Lebanon did not deny it.

Then, Priscilla looked at him and whispered, "You've exposed your true power, so Laborn won't allow you to do as you please anymore." "Well, he never allowed me to do whatever I wanted do before this. Now

that I've exposed my real strengths, I plan to force him to abdicate the throne!"

A hint of cruelty flashed in Lebanon's eyes as he said these words.

He was determined to take that throne right now!

After all, he had to sit on the throne so that he could have enough authority to protect Alfred and his loved ones.

Furthermore, he did not want the tragedy that had befallen Alfred to happen to his other family members.

On the other hand, Priscilla did not expect Lebanon to do this, so she couldn't help but be stunned.

"What? You want to force him to abdicate the throne? Lebanon, are you serious?"

"What else can I do then? It's better for me to take him by surprise instead of waiting for him to come up with a plan to deal with me. If I pull him off the throne now, I would be able to charge him with any crime wanted. In this world, the strong are always in control. As long as I sit on the throne, if I accuse him of treason, then he shall be guilty."

At this moment, Lebanon's momentum was unstoppable. He was no longer the submissive and tolerant prince he used to be. In fact, he had an authoritative air around him, so Priscilla was stunned.

It turned out that she had underestimated her brother even from the beginning.