The First Magic World War-Chapter 329 - : 314, Charles’ first encounter with Earl of Brittany
Chapter 329: 314, Charles’ first encounter with Earl of Brittany
Krel didn’t hesitate for a moment, turned around, and headed to the barracks to find Charles, whispering, “All of us from the Sacred Order will surely be targeted by Viscount Constantine, we definitely can’t escape, but you’re of intermediate rank, you still have a chance to get away if you leave now.”
“Go back to Strasbourg and give a message to my parents for me, just say…”
“Krel Brittany will always love them!”
Ebner Sumei also looked disheartened as he handed a cufflink to Charles and said, “Also, take this to my family for me!”
Charles took a deep breath and said, “We are friends! Although I know that at this time, I shouldn’t…”
Krel slapped him on the shoulder and said, “Everyone has their own responsibilities! Charles, we know what kind of person you are, it’s time for you to leave.”
Charles was about to say more when he heard an ordinary voice coming from the vast distance, “Constantine, your Phoenix General breathing technique has reached its peak, you have no path forward, and yet you resort to tricks with the meditation technique, what’s the point of using it to scare the young ones?”
Relief washed over the faces of Krel and Ebner as they hugged Charles tight, crying with joy, Krel exclaimed, “It’s my uncle, my uncle Earl Brittany has come, we’re safe now.”
Ebner also patted Charles’s shoulder hard; after all, the man was a Leader of Ten Thousand Horsemen, and his strength was immense, almost strong enough to make Charles cough up blood, if not for Charles’s robust constitution.
Charles looked up to the sky and only saw a black line cutting through the atmosphere, slicing through the sky, which seemed to divide the heavens in two.
Although it didn’t have the grandeur of a sky filled with flocks of birds converging into dark clouds, the aura was by no means inferior and even carried a sense of arrogance.
The two sides might have been hundreds of kilometers apart, but their spiritual wills and imposing auras had already clashed through the distance, making for a confrontation more thrilling than any Sacred Order battle Charles had ever seen.
This was a battle at the pinnacle of the Sacred Order!
Countless birds in the sky suddenly froze in unison, then formed an imposing face. Surprisingly young, the face did not seem more than thirty-something, Viscount Constantine’s face made of birds hummed lightly, sending his voice rolling through the air, “Brittany! Have you also made no progress over the years?”
“I heard you’ve started searching for the right weapon. For our kind to still need the help of external objects, isn’t it a joke?”
The black line shot straight over Sedona City; a handsome and dashing middle-aged man appeared, dressed in the common attire of the nobility, simple in design, as if he were taking a walk in his own garden, completely at ease and not showing the slightest sign of nervousness.
Earl Brittany smiled slightly and said, “How have you managed to make yourself look younger?”
“People in their forties, playing dress-up, they can’t really become young again.”
The face controlled by Viscount Constantine sounded a shade deeper as he said, “It’s just a side effect of my cultivation.”
The two top experts from the great empires, although their words were sharp, didn’t show any intention of fighting, both aware that their duel was no simple affair and could relate to the rise and fall of their empires. Should one fall, at least the entire front would collapse, and it could even affect the grand scheme of things!
Well, the two of them were actually the grand scheme.
With an intimate knowledge of each other, they knew that even if they fought with all they had, they would not determine a victor in a short time, making the battle meaningless; it was better to conserve some energy.
After Viscount Constantine said these words, the birds that filled the sky dispersed as quietly as they had appeared.
Earl Brittany also descended leisurely to the army camp below the city.
Charles felt that what was coming next should be his “moment in the spotlight.”
He was quite nervous.
At this moment, Charles’s focus was entirely on Earl Brittany, but from the corner of his eye, he still saw Krel and Ebner stepping back in unison, yielding the spotlight to him.
These two weren’t up to any good!
Well, no more talking about friendship and such nonsense at this time.
The Old Leopard Man, Tumishen, consciously moved aside.
The Golden Goat Herolf couldn’t even escape, he could only stand behind Charles, and if given the choice, he would have preferred to kneel rather than stand upright!
If he had the Queen Bee or St. Michael Island at his disposal, the Golden Goat Herolf would not fear an Earl Brittany at all.
But now, the Old Goat was not just afraid.
He was even terrified!
What terrified him most was that he never knew when Charles Meklen might utter the word “Attack!”
Then he would have no choice but to pounce like a mad dog.
But facing Earl Brittany, death was the only thing waiting for him!
And it wouldn’t even be a peaceful death.
True to form, Earl Brittany didn’t pay attention to anyone, simply walking up to Charles’s side and asking casually, “Are you the Charles that Anne often mentions to me?”
Charles really wanted to answer, “No!”
But under the circumstances, he could only muster the nerve to say, “Charles Meklen! Now is…”
Earl Brittany said indifferently, “No need to tell me that long string of governmental titles, too many words, and they mean nothing.”
Charles quickly nodded, wracking his brains for something to say: “Has Anne been well lately?”
Earl Brittany replied calmly, “Quite well, she often speaks of you in front of me.”
Charles suddenly felt as if he had asked a seriously fatal question!
Anne would definitely speak well of him, but the better Anne spoke of him, the more the Old Earl’s contrariness might be aroused.
Charles tried to remedy the situation, hastily adding, “I, too, often think of Anne.”
The look in Earl Brittany’s eyes turned icy in an instant, and Charles felt as if the whole world darkened a shade, a pressure not much less than facing the Evil God himself.
After all, the Evil God was just a breath of air, whereas Earl Brittany was right there before him.
Earl Brittany said calmly, “Do you also occasionally think of Menier, or perhaps Princess May?”
“I did hear that you generously gifted each of them a ship.”
The sweat on Charles’s forehead immediately began to flow down, and he could not stop it no matter what. Squeezing out every bit of wisdom from two lifetimes, he blurted out a statement that could have inflated the Holy Mother Dragon: “I just felt those two ships weren’t worthy of Anne.”
Earl Brittany looked deeply into Charles’s eyes and said, “There aren’t many young people who have the guts to bluff like that in front of me.”
Krel discreetly took a half step back, he was the young man the Earl mentioned, who didn’t dare to bluff boldly.
Ebner Sumei also stepped back half a step, he, too…
Both could only silently pray for Charles.
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This bluff was too big, and they couldn’t think of how Charles could possibly talk his way out of it now.
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