The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1478

Tristan did his best to make Priscilla fall asleep.

Then, Tristan looked at her with pity upon looking at the signs of love and exhaustion on her body.

After that, he got up and lit up the candle before planting an affectionate kiss on her forehead and leaving the room.

"Mr. Acker."

Ever since Teagan took over the Acker family business, Tristan had asked the servants to address him as Mr. Acker.

"If I'm not back in two hours, tell the maid to help Madam get changed and take her away through the secret passage. I have already told Lebanon about this, and there will be a helicopter waiting for you at the back lawn. We must ensure Madam's safety and send her back to the Hans family in Z Country no matter what happens. Do you understand?"

Tristan's voice was very cold, and his subordinate immediately nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Acker. We promise to protect Madam with our lives."

"I'll leave it to you then."

Tristan glanced again in the direction of the bedroom, and he then resolutely turned around to leave.

He was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave if he stayed any longer.

He cared for Priscilla and was deeply concerned about her. No matter what happened, he hoped that she could be safe and sound. Although she was in Angolla which was led by Lebanon, she needed to rest now. There were many issues since Lebanon succeeded the throne. Thus, it was unwise to let Priscilla stay any longer.

Despite that, he also knew Priscilla's temper. He was afraid that she would insist on following him once she found out what he was going to do.

Meanwhile, there was no news about Desmond, and he didn't know what had happened. Therefore, now that Tristan was facing some unknown danger, he didn't dare to take risks, nor could he do so. After arranging his plans, he stepped out of the door and saw that Teagan was already waiting.

"Tristan is everything settled?"

"Yeah."

Tristan nodded in reply.

He seldom smoked, and he had planned to quit smoking ever since he married Priscilla. However, he was currently feeling an inexplicable uneasiness and irritability.

Hence, Tristan stretched out his hand toward Teagan.

"Give me a cigarette."

Teagan quickly lit one up and handed it over to Tristan.

Tristan glanced at it and took it before putting it in his mouth. Then he threw Teagan's cigarette and lighter directly out.

Teagan was confused.

"Hey! That belongs to me!"

"Smoking's bad for health, so you should quit."

Tristan said as he puffed the cigarette.

The corner of Teagan's mouth twitched in annoyance when he heard this.

Tristan said smoking wasn't good, but he was doing the same thing!

However, Teagan did not dare to say this.

After finishing a cigarette, Tristan directly flicked his fingers and said coldly, "Let's go!"

Soon, he started his car, and it was followed by more than a dozen trucks, which were full of people. Some of them were from the Acker family, and some were sent by Lebanon. The group of people came to the Dark Forest.

The police had put up some tape with warnings all around, but there was no sound. It was so quiet that the crowd felt uneasy and couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat. "Mr. Acker, the king has ordered you to act according to circumstances. Don't go in rashly."

The guard leader quickly saluted and repeated Lebanon's command.

"I see. From now on, your group will leave. I'll take over here."

The guard didn't know what to do after hearing what Tristan had said.

"Mr. Acker, I'm afraid this won't work. The king has given us orders."

"You guys can't handle the internal matters here, but I'm a professional, so I can handle it to reduce casualties. Go back. I'll contact the king directly if there's anything." Tristan was stubborn as he said these words.

Everyone knew about his relationship with Lebanon, and the latter was also respectful towards him. Thus, the guard captain naturally dared not to act against Tristan's orders. Once Tristan saw that Lebanon's subordinates had left, he replaced them with his men and gave them all a gas mask.

"I don't know what's going on inside, so you guys should be on guard. Remember, wear the gas mask in case anything happens. As for the rest, follow me in and be vigilant." Tristan looked at the number of people and began to allocate the work.

Meanwhile, Teagan looked at the ground. The footprints here were a little messy, but he still found something.

"Hey! Tristan looked at this."

Tristan quickly squatted down. He saw a series of footprints walking into the Dark Forest, but it was unsystematic. It seemed that they were chased and run away.

"Guard outside and don't go in."

Tristan ordered Teagan directly.

"No, I want to follow you."

Teagan suddenly frowned after hearing Tristan's orders.

"Teagan, if you can't do it, then go back."

Tristan was not being strict, but Teagan knew that he was angry. At this moment, Teagan finally compromised.

"Then you have to promise me that you'll have to inform me if there's any danger."

"All right."

Tristan nodded in reply.

Then, he led a group of people into the forest.

As Tristan left, Teagan suddenly felt a little uneasy. However, at second thought, he remembered that Tristan was very skillful and equipped with excellent medicine knowledge. Most importantly, Desmond should not be hostile towards Tristan. Everything should be alright, right?

He was nervous, as he arranged and assigned the rest of the team into their respective tasks.

On the other hand, Tristan was on full alert after entering the Dark Forest with his troop.

This place was too quiet, and it felt suffocating.

The Dark Forest was ancient, so it was mainly desolated. Hence, there should be animals roaming around. However, they couldn't even hear a bird's cry. Wasn't it too strange?

At this thought, Tristan frowned and whispered, "Be on your guard. No matter what happens, it would be best to focus on your own safety. Do you understand? If you can't fight back, then run."

In the past, he hated deserters on the battlefield the most, but now he would rather his men be deserters when they were in danger. This is because they were putting their safety on the line. Under Tristan's instruction, everyone marched forward carefully. Therefore, they could hear footsteps trampling over the dried leaves and branches all over the place. Right now, Tristan was so nervous.

Not long after they walked in, they saw a huge dead python in front of them, which made some people vomit on the spot.

The big python was torn into pieces, and its flesh and blood were scattered everywhere. It looked exactly like the corpses of those people in the military research institute.

So did Desmond do all this?

Tristan made a guess.

"Be on guard, everyone!:

Then, he glanced at the team, who were feeling nauseous and sick. While he was still hesitating to go on, a strong wind suddenly wafted from behind. Tristan quickly squatted down and rolled on the ground to escape from the other person's control.

"Retreat!"

The enemies' speed was beyond Tristan's expectation. Even if he did not see the other party, he subconsciously made the most precise command.

However, people around could only see the shadow flashing by. After they just heard Tristan's command, some people suddenly felt a sharp pain and died on the spot

Blood splashed across the forest as Tristan watched his people being torn apart. Their bloods splashed on his face. It was warm and sickening, which made him feel suffocate.

"Desmond Blu!"

Tristan shouted fiercely. He could not believe that it was really done by Desmond.

Meanwhile, Desmond paused slightly and slowly turned around. The blue eyes on his handsome face had turned red, and even his blue hair had been dyed red by blood.

He was emitting a violent aura, and his eyes were emotionless. Hence, there was only a ferocious and bloodthirsty look in his eyes.

What on earth had happened to Desmond?

Tristan really wanted to call Nathaniel and ask if Jose was still in the sanitorium. However, he couldn't do that right now because of his current situation.

"Desmond, I am Tristan Acker. Do you remember me?"

He never thought that Desmond's cells would divide so quickly. Perhaps someone gave him some medicine which sped up the cell division so he ended up being so violent.

Right now, Desmond wasn't in the right state of mind.

This was not the person that Mango wanted.

At this thought, Tristan was distressed. He could only hope that Desmond still had a little bit of rationality left in him.

"You don't remember me, but do you remember Mango? What about Haniya? Do you still remember why you came to Angolla? Desmond, control yourself! Don't let yourself become someone else's killing machine!"

As soon as Tristan finished speaking, Desmond rushed toward Tristan.

His speed was ten times that of ordinary people. On the other hand, Tristan did not dare to face Desmond, so he could only start to flee.

He had never been in such a state in his life.

When Desmond saw that Tristan was trying to flee, a cruel smile flashed across his beautiful face. He was like a devil from hell, and it was genuinely terrifying.

Tristan finally knew why there were no animals here.

Animals

were

the

most

sensitive

creatures. Hence, Desmond's strong murderous intent had already caused the animals to escape and protect themselves.

Meanwhile, Tristan tried his best to escape and ignited a signal bomb in the direction of the entrance. However, Desmond grabbed his arm and pulled it hard suddenly. Tristan felt a strong pull and his arm seemed to have been dislocated.

At this moment, he finally understood that Desmond was completely insane.

He even felt a sense of despair.

Maybe he would die here today, or perhaps he could never go back.

At this moment, Priscilla's face surfaced in his mind.

For the first time, he felt that it would be best if Priscilla couldn't give birth to his child. In this way, she wouldn't have any worries, but she was able to look out for other happiness.

In addition, he had not seen his father and Barack Hans. He had not told them that he was a soldier and their pride. Now, he was going to die at this place.

He also thought of Mango, and he felt sorry because he had disappointed her. Alas! He was afraid that he would not be able to save her friend this time.

No one could stop the violent factor in Desmond's body as it had been triggered.

In a split second, various thoughts flashed across his mind, but he still struggled to escape. Unfortunately, Desmond already broke his leg.

The huge pain made him black out as he was dragged to the ground. Desmond pulled him up and suddenly threw him into the air. His fierce eyes sparkled with excitement and fanaticism. The next second, he was already kicking Tristan's waist.

With just one move, Desmond could break Tristan's waist and tear his limbs apart!