Defying the Fate of Beheading-Chapter 547 - 302: Arrival at the Lokeshi Empire, Eye of Truth and Little Dragon Emperor

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Chapter 547: Chapter 302: Arrival at the Lokeshi Empire, Eye of Truth and Little Dragon Emperor

[Location: Lokeshi Empire]

The light of the teleportation array flickered, and a carriage from the Ense Empire emerged from it.

"Sister Wang, it’s so lively here."

The little swan adorably poked her head out of the carriage, carefully observing this city she had never been to before.

Louis, sitting opposite them, rolled his eyes.

What do you mean you’ve never been here before? This little swan with her incredibly cute facade can really fool people.

If it weren’t for the two of them revealing everything to each other, he wouldn’t have imagined she had already visited the Lokeshi Empire in a past life upon seeing such a scene.

However, the place where everyone was staying this time wasn’t a hotel.

In fact, with the Regent King and the Prince in the entourage traveling to another nation, it was customary to arrange accommodation within the palace.

It was only when they went to Tunisia, due to academic delegations and business exchanges, that they booked an entire hotel for convenience in travel.

Later, when Louis and the little swan went again, he had already purchased the Earl’s residence under Mayer’s name and found an excuse to stay there.

Now, for the first time under their true identities, heading to the Lokeshi Empire, the empire directly arranged for them to stay at the Imperial Palace.

Of course, to ensure privacy and safety for all parties, the palace did not specifically arrange a guard for them, leaving that power for Ense to handle itself.

By the time everything was settled, it was already afternoon.

Louis originally wanted to go out with Beatrice, but William suddenly came to find him.

Knock knock knock~

A series of knocks sounded on the door.

"Enter."

William came in and said, "Your Highness, the Sword Master is visiting."

Louis twitched his mouth, remembering the brash Sword Master who had always wanted to challenge him.

Though he had agreed, he never expected him to show up so soon.

"Tell him I plan to go out first."

William calmly said, "I’ve already told him, but he’s stubbornly waiting downstairs."

William, having been with Louis for a long time, understood what the prince wanted.

He never liked to rush and meet outsiders upon arriving at a new place.

Who would have expected the Sword Master to be so stubborn, refusing to leave?

Louis pinched his brow and said, "I’ll go down and talk to him."

Once he got downstairs, he saw the Sword Master and the Kulin Sword Saint staring at each other eye-to-eye.

The moment Louis appeared, they both focused their gaze on him.

Louis’ eyes lit up and said, "Lord Sword Master, if there’s anything you need, perhaps you can discuss it with Lord Kulin first."

Kulin’s face darkened, being one of the visitors himself:

"You brat, I just got here and want to rest."

Louis coughed lightly and said, "When we were on the road, didn’t you also express a keen interest in sparring with the Sword Master? I think now’s a great opportunity."

Kulin’s vision darkened. Oh boy, he didn’t expect this kid to trap him like this at the right moment.

But seeing the eager Sword Master, he couldn’t find a way to refuse.

Anyone who became a Sword Saint or Sword Master was a battle fanatic in their youth, right?

It’s hard to believe that as the Sword Saint ages, he might lose his battle spirit.

This transparent scheme made Kulin’s mouth twitch, so he said to the Sword Master:

"Shall we find a suitable place to have a match?"

The Sword Master nodded and said, "Just what I had in mind."

With that, the two left, and soon Louis couldn’t see their figures anymore.

"You tricking Mr. Kulin like this—he’s going to come to me in private to complain about you."

A pair of hands hugged Louis from behind.

Louis turned his head and saw it was Beatrice.

He smiled and said, "It’s fine. Mr. Kulin won’t really get mad if I mess with him occasionally, and didn’t you notice the battle lust almost brimming in his eyes?"

Beatrice softly said, "Do you know what Kulin says about you?"

"What did he say?"

"He said that among the top practitioners appearing in recent years, whether it’s the Sword Master, master archer, Gun King, or himself, there’s never been anyone who ascended to the extraordinary realm purely by borrowing others’ techniques."

"And never has there been someone like you, so indifferent to the pinnacle of skills."

Louis protested, "What do you mean by indifferent? I care a lot."

Yet what he cared about wasn’t the skill per se, but the unknown knowledge represented by the skill.

If the knowledge truly fascinated him, even if you didn’t invite him, he’d seek it out himself.

However, many things were just for novelty.

The core power of the Sword Saint’s path was already in his grasp; the next consideration was how to elevate the roads of slowing and slicing to their peaks.

To speak of a frightening concept.

In theory, methods equivalent to legendary paths, once learned, need time to be mastered.

But the Kulin Sword Saint was indeed a qualified teacher.

Even without proactive instruction, he led Louis swiftly toward the short-term peak of the Unseen Sphere skill.

Even more impressively, this progress didn’t halt after mastering Kulin Sword Saint’s techniques.

Have you heard the saying, "An elder at home is a treasure"?

Kulin wasn’t able to further perfect the Unseen Sphere because he was constrained by his own realm, and his foundational qualities couldn’t keep up.

As the Sword Master said, some things can only truly be used once one reaches the legendary level.

Blocked at the threshold of the legendary, Kulin faced a vast unknown ahead.

But does this imply the Sword Saint is weak?

No, certainly not.

The Sword Saint is strong not only in technique but also in the understanding of the technical philosophy.

The theory from the sixth to the seventh level of the Unseen Sphere had long been pondered by the Sword Saint.