Chapter 422: Chapter 234: First Meeting with Leonore_2

Suddenly, a blue light flashed at the scene, and a beautiful woman with a fuller figure than the young girl, but whose age was indiscernible, appeared in front of everyone including Raine.

She was clad in a wide robe of blue and purple, yet it could not hide her graceful figure. What caught Raine’s attention most was not the gemstone staff in her hand, radiating magic light, but her incredibly beautiful face and those deep azure eyes.

Raine had never seen such a woman who embodied wisdom, elegance, majesty, yet mixed with a hint of innocence.

Suddenly, Raine’s eyebrow twitched, his expression surprised.

Because he saw this extraordinary high-tier female mage speaking while casually casting the Flying Spell, ascending to the same height as the White Dragon and others. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

No! It should be said, she flew slightly higher, casting a slight downward gaze at the White Dragon.

Obviously, no mage daring to cast Flying Spell in front of a Giant Dragon is easy to deal with.

Seeing her arrival, Raine noticed that the previous arrogance on Shuangzhuo the White Dragon’s face had vanished, replaced for the first time by seriousness.

"Soladin Kingdom’s strong person, first, it wasn’t us who broke the agreement, it was my brother Bing Zhuo’s death that is related to this human," explained Shuangzhuo the White Dragon.

"White Dragon, you first need to clarify who killed your brother. If your brother’s corpse is still around, you should know the fatal wound on its chest was caused by the Seventh Level Spell Death Finger."

"The one who acted was Sarno the Secret Master of Winterless City’s Nightmare Blade adventure team, but this Sarno was killed by my brother Raine. So, from this perspective, you should thank Raine!"

Having been scorned and then rebuked by the White Dragon, Henry was already full of rage, and now he took the opportunity to speak loudly.

"White Dragon, it seems you’ve found the wrong person." Standing in mid-air opposite the White Dragon, Leonore calmly spoke.

Though Shuangzhuo was displeased with Henry’s attitude, she looked at the one in front of her and immediately calmed down.

Recalling her brother Bing Zhuo’s chest, indeed, there was an obvious piercing wound caused by Erosion Energy.

Also, what the other said had a name and a surname; it wouldn’t take much time to verify. In this regard, she trusted Soladin Kingdom wouldn’t use tricks.

Of course, Shuangzhuo still had doubts, such as how to explain the Dragon Race blood aura on the young man named Raine?

Bing Zhuo’s death must be related to the young man in front of her.

However...

Shuangzhuo’s large dragon eyes glanced again at Leonore in front of her, and she decided not to ask about it for now.

After all, in the presence of this suddenly appearing Soladin Kingdom strong person, aggravating the conflict now was purely asking for trouble - not a foolish act she would make.

"Our Rinsa Gull family will investigate this matter further. Now, I need to report this situation to my mother."

With a deep gaze at Leonore, and a brief glance at Raine, Shuangzhuo the White Dragon flapped her wings and quickly left the air over Dorne City.

The expected scene of the White Dragon being enraged and then battling did not occur, leaving Raine and others somewhat surprised as they watched the White Dragon.

Since when did White Dragons become so easy to talk to?

Weren’t White Dragons supposed to be brutal?

Clearly, the reason lies with the abruptly appearing high-tier Female Mage.

Shifting his gaze.

Raine couldn’t help but analyze her once more.

At this moment, she glanced back with a slight smile.

"Are you Raine?" Leonore blinked her azure eyes and asked.

Seemingly not hearing Leonore’s question, Raine continued to gaze quietly at Leonore as if admiring a beautiful oil painting.

"Cough..." Until Henry lightly coughed beside him, bringing Raine back to his senses.

"Pardon me, I was just momentarily unsure how to address you?" Raine’s face reddened slightly, a rare sign, but quickly calmed. He said in a steady tone.

"Raine, this is Princess Leonore, my aunt!" Henry softly elbowed Raine and whispered quickly.

Hearing Henry’s introduction, Raine’s eyebrows jumped.

Henry’s introduction was quite revealing.

Princess as aunt; clearly Henry’s status is out of the ordinary.

And to his knowledge, the current king isn’t very old, so this princess should be either the king’s sister or his elder.

With this understanding... Henry’s identity naturally becomes clear.

Viscount is not an official prince, indicating Henry should be the offspring of the king’s brother or elder. Of course, he might also be the king’s illegitimate child.

No wonder Henry has the fortune to gift something like the ’Wall of the Dead’ epic equipment.

The above thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

Raine slightly bowed and greeted, "Princess, greetings."

The clarity in Raine’s eyes, filled with admiration rather than anything else, made Leonore, accustomed to gazes from the opposite sex, not mind Raine’s slight faux pas, instead rating Raine even higher.

"Raine, though we’re meeting for the first time, Henry has mentioned you more than once. By the way, is the shield working well for you?" Leonore smiled and asked.

Raine listened and was slightly dazed!

His peripheral vision caught a glance at Henry beside him.

Hmm?

Turns out Henry received the ’Wall of the Dead’ from his aunt, Princess Leonore.

"Thank you, Princess, for the gift. The shield is distinct and very good."

"That’s good." Leonore nodded with a smile, and just as she was about to say something else, her brow furrowed slightly, raising her fair right wrist to glance.

A ruby bracelet was emitting a flickering magic light.

Leonore brushed her fine eyebrows, apologetically said to Raine, "Sorry, Raine, I need to handle some matters now. We’ll chat when there’s more time."

"Of course, Princess."

Leonore nodded slightly again, and in the next moment, with a blue light flashing, she disappeared from the spot.

...

Meanwhile.

Bornberry.

Inside Marquis Gareth’s manor.

With a neat eight-character mustache, clad in a noble hunting outfit with gold-threaded patterns, Marquis Gareth was already sweating profusely, continuously wiping with a handkerchief.

"Marquis Gareth, our captain wants you to come over." At that moment, a middle-aged man dressed as the Black Fist Army captain, draped in a red cloak, strode over and said.

His face devoid of expression, as if the person before him wasn’t a kingdom Marquis but just an ordinary person.

"Yes! Yes! I’m coming over." The slightly pot-bellied Marquis Gareth nodded repeatedly.

As the freshly painted iron gate of his manor creaked open, Gareth followed the Black Fist Army leader in front, stepping in with a slightly anxious gait.

The once familiar, flower-filled corridor was now a fragmented scene.

Most flowers were trampled into pulp, some corridor columns snapped entirely, and both the ground and most columns were splattered with dark red blood mixed with spray patterns.

Continuing forward.

Gareth’s eyes lifted slightly, noting the corpses of two Royal Guards at the corner, sprawled haphazardly, with blood seeping from their armor gaps pooling into a large stain.

If this scene was enough to shock ordinary people, then passing through the garden into the banquet hall ahead even as a Marquis, Gareth’s heart raced!

Though accustomed to gore, intrigue, and slaughter, Gareth hadn’t imagined he’d witness this scene - more than twenty Level 7 and 8 Royal Guards all dead here.

Frightened, he slightly raised his head, looking at the familiar man’s seat at the long table - donned in black matte leather armor, he gently wiped a dagger.

"Marquis Gareth, I want to know your decision."

Hearing Jorazi’s seemingly casual words, Gareth’s heart skipped a beat, his gaze quickly retracting from the unmoving body of a kingdom major general lying across Jorazi’s table, bowing.

"Lord Jorazi, your will is my mission."

Though unwilling, Gareth’s initial fence-sitting intention was completely crushed by reality.

After all, his head surely wasn’t harder than that of a kingdom Transcendent strong person.

"Good choice, wise decision."

"Lord Jorazi, what do you require of me?"

"Continue being a Marquis, undercover, understand?"

"Understood! Understood!"

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