A rare magical miracle in the world-Chapter 799 - 477 Undefeated in a Hundred Battles (Seeking Monthly Votes)
Chapter 799: Chapter 477 Undefeated in a Hundred Battles (Seeking Monthly Votes)
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“””They really came!””
General Yiya couldn’t believe it, but the Emperor Candidate truly attacked, for the sake of face, the Clearspring Kingdom’s logistic center which to him, to the Marchioness, held no meaning whatsoever.
Without putting their hearts into it, they fought this battle under Clearspring’s thorough preparation, and even though she herself did not make a move, the powerful Sky Garden still withstood the enemy’s onslaught.
Not only that, Saros had arranged for General Yiya to be there, precisely to be able to expand upon the victory.
Just as Saros had anticipated, General Yiya brought about the greatest victory since she took command of the Clearspring army, capturing three Legendary Warriors and over ten King-level fighters from the opposing side.
“”We won, we really won!””
“”We won again!!!””
Yiya, Clearspring, the entire citizenry of the Miracle Kingdom of Clearspring were all cheering for this hard-won string of victories.
However, Saros showed no joy whatsoever.
His expression remained calm, his gaze still fixed on the distance, as if awaiting an even more formidable challenge.
“”He will come back.””
“”This is just the beginning,”” Saros made the judgement, “”but this time we have ample time to prepare.””
According to Saros’s assessment, the Emperor Candidate wasn’t fighting a single-front war; he had other adversaries during this period. Compared to them, Clearspring could only be considered a mid-level enemy amongst the many.
They couldn’t be overlooked, but they certainly didn’t require too much thought, the kind that could be handled rather casually.
But now, having been slapped in the face twice in succession, the Emperor Candidate could not possibly endure such humiliation.
Saros had never seen the Emperor Candidate, nor had he seen any other Masters of Miracles, he had simply made his judgement based on Clearspring’s descriptions of them.
“”Can you really analyze a person just from simple descriptions?””
“”Yes.””
Saros: “”Others may find it one-sided, but I can.””
Others might find it impossible, but Saros could achieve it because he was Saros.
“”So what should we do next?””
Clearspring felt incredibly fortunate to have encountered Saros, so young yet so brilliantly talented, seemingly capable of anything.
Clearspring was very much looking forward to seeing what else he had up his sleeve, how much more excitement he would bring her.
“”We must continue to train our troops.””
“”The reason I have allowed more mortals to take to the battlefield is so they can gain a sense of belonging,”” Saros said, “”not just to you, but also to this land they love, to the camaraderie with their fellow soldiers. These are all things that will lead them to recognize you, and thus gain the recognition of the Miracle Power.””
As Saros said, a large number of mortals took to the battlefield, and they quickly received the recognition of Miracle Power from the war and were bestowed with great strength.
No one cared about this point, except for Saros.
Clearspring Kingdom was his to save, and even if Saros one day betrayed them, he wouldn’t need to apologize for it, at least Clearspring wouldn’t hate him.
Of course, no one had such thoughts.
Even though their time together was brief, nearly everyone who had interacted with Saros unanimously believed that he was a man worthy of entrusting everything to.
“”This is the result of my study of your Miracle Power.””
Once again, Saros demonstrated his capabilities. He completely understood the Dustforce of Clearspring and helped every Miracle Citizen to improve in a short time.
The one who made the most progress was the only remaining Legendary Warrior of Clearspring, ‘Yiya’.
“Why?”
The Emperor Candidate could not understand, the relationships among the Seven Kings of the Iron Eagle were not absolutely harmonious; they kept up appearances yet kept their distance, and it was impossible for them to unite against him.
The Iron Eagle Kingdom was like a wallflower, should the Iron Eagle King die one day, they could entirely side with other Mountain Countries, allying with the Eight Kings of the Mountains to form a Nearly-Empire.
How could such an allied force intervene at a critical moment, to assist Clearspring and resist him?
“Is it still because of him?”
The Emperor Candidate had long since stopped underestimating Saros, regarding him as a true rival.
“Yes.”
Unfortunately, he still underestimated Saros’s abilities; this man had persuaded the entire Iron Eagle Country with unknown means.
This also meant that from now on, it was no longer just a war between the Emperor Candidate and Clearspring; it had evolved into a war between the Holy Empire and the Iron Eagle Kingdom.
“The Holy Empire is not something I can decide on my own.”
Let alone others, the Female Sword Emperor had a poor relationship with him, and it was the same with the other Princely Kings; not to mention, the Emperor Candidate still had a Holy Emperor above him.
Even if the Emperor Candidate revealed his true identity and fought as Dumu’an, he could not afford to be careless.
“Is there no fight left?”
The Holy Emperor’s reaction was not beyond his expectations; Chubby Simpleton had no desire to wage war, and as soon as a full-scale war between two great nations was mentioned, he made a decision immediately — a ceasefire, no war!
The Emperor Candidate agreed with this, but he had one condition, “I can withdraw unconditionally, but I want one person; I want him to become a hostage of the Holy Empire, to guarantee that neither the Iron Eagle nor Clearspring Kingdom will have the qualification to challenge the Holy’s supreme status!”
