The First Magic World War-Chapter 599 - 565, Menilman also kissed
Chapter 599: 565, Menilman also kissed?
(Asking for monthly tickets) Chapter 599: 565, Menilman also kissed?
(Asking for monthly tickets) Charles, although he saw the potential of Mr.
William Triton through the eyes of a transmigrator, knew that his current main task was to quell the Evil God’s chaos in the Mazon Kingdom, Gothlandburg, and the Duchy of Calabria.
He dispatched two Great Act Devils to assist this aspiring “scholar” and sent out orders regarding William Triton’s matters in the form of an internal document to his subordinate officers.
He instructed everyone to pay attention to the research and to provide assistance whenever William Triton encountered any troubles, firmly prohibiting any other nations or powers from intervening.
William Triton could never have imagined that he would receive such high regard from Charles.
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When he learned that he was not only obtaining everything he had dreamed of, but also the assistance of two Great Act Devils, one of whom was the female secretary who received him, he felt an impulse to vow his life in service to Duke Charles Meklen.
The conditions Charles offered were simply too good to refuse.
After arranging William Triton’s affairs, Charles began to select his subordinates, deciding that those below the Sacred level need not join this time.
Ah, there was no need for the Nineteenth Rank Vigo to go either.
Although he commanded the Dolmabahçe Number, this Legendary Warship’s combat capability was genuinely mediocre, a true disgrace to its name.
It was better off remaining at the port as a facade for Mecklenburg, rather than participating in the battle.
Previously, the Black Phoenix Dynasty had almost never used it in combat either…
Charles decided to leave the Black Dragon and Regulus behind to defend Mecklenburg.
Despite the Black Dragon’s considerable wisdom, Charles did not feel the need for its services.
Instead, its loyalty and strategic capabilities were reassuring enough to entrust it with the rear guard.
Coupled with the seasoned and prudent Regulus, who had formerly served as the vice-commander of the Royal Knights Order, these two were more than capable of managing Mecklenburg well.
As for the other areas, Charles had always promoted a policy of governing by non-interference, believing that the common people could live well on their own as long as those above did not cause trouble.
In Charles’s view, those who could manage a country well amidst chaos were rare geniuses, appearing perhaps once in several hundred years.
Charles did not consider himself one, nor did he believe he had such talented individuals under his command.
Having prepared for battle, Charles first sent Anne, Krel, Ebner, Antonio, and Mama Karen back to Strasbourg.
Anne was to hold Strasbourg in his stead.
Krel and Ebner were there both to assist her and because they were also Nineteenth Rank, certainly stronger than Vigo, but without a substantial difference.
As for Antonio, the future Emperor and the current Crown Prince of the Empire, Charles would never consider taking him into harm’s way.
It was fine to think of the prince when reaping benefits, but it was unnecessary to involve him in danger.
Charles was not lacking high-end, Twenty-fourth Rank combat power.
After seeing Anne off, Charles had just returned to his Ducal Mansion when a servant came to report a visitor’s arrival.
Surprised, Charles ordered the servant to bring the guest in and soon laid eyes on Sophia Garanord’s visage, blooming fiercely like an enraged rose!
Charles’ color drained as he asked in shock, “Have you been in Mecklenburg all along?”
Sophia Garanord had changed into an aristocratic young lady’s gown.
Though the style was extremely simplified, it was clear that it must have been the work of a renowned craftsman from Strasbourg, from the design to the fabric, all of the highest quality.
Sophia looked as though she had stepped right out of a classical painting, vibrantly beautiful and on the verge of blossoming.
She curtsied in the courtly manner and said, “I have been waiting for Anne to leave.”
Charles’s composure faltered, recalling Sophia Garanord’s challenge to Anne for a duel and the race to bear a child with the Meklen surname.
He understood why Sophia Garanord waited for Anne to depart and couldn’t feign ignorance.
Awkwardly, he said, “Miss Sophia, while your beauty is indeed like the world’s first dew at dawn, flawless and spotless, irresistible to any that gaze upon you, I did meet Anne first.
You too would hope that the other half you encounter is of unwavering fidelity, not someone who is swayed by sight alone, right?”
Charles wanted to offer more words of persuasion, but Sophia Garanord gave a slight smile and said, “It was but a harmless jest.
Why, Charles, did you take it seriously?”
Embarrassed, Charles could only stammer, “I misunderstood, Sophia.”
He quickly had coffee brought to them, and just as they started to talk, a servant came to announce that another visitor had arrived.
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Charles had no choice but to have the servant bring the guest in—this time it was Princess May Guillaume.
Upon seeing Charles and Sophia Garanord, Princess May was momentarily taken aback but then casually said, “I will accompany you to fight the Evil God.”
Sophia Garanord took a deep breath and stated, “I excel at naval battles and can command the fleet for you, handling logistics.”
The tension between Sophia Garanord and Princess May sparked immediately.
Sophia had witnessed this woman named May Guillaume kiss Charles Meklen, and she also remembered the matter of the Queen Bee, which apparently belonged to the woman before her!
Princess May’s irritation flared, considering that after her own departure, Sophia Garanord surely would have also kissed Charles.
This cunning vixen dared to challenge even Anne and would not miss out on such an opportunity, especially infuriated by the thought that Charles actually lent “her Queen Bee” to her.
Sophia Garanord might not have been as powerful as Princess May, but the Strasbourg Rose feared nothing.
Princess May thought that if she took action, this woman would probably act weak and seek help from Charles, and she would undoubtedly lose face.
While the two were locking wills in battle, a servant from the Duke Mecklen Mansion came to report for the third time that there were more visitors.
This time, there were two people, Menilman and Adossa.
Adossa was surprised to see Sophia Garanord and Princess May Guillaume and greeted them one after the other, “Sophia Garanord’s junior!
Princess May, you haven’t left either?”
Sophia Garanord was greatly surprised, she had never considered Adossa a rival, but she stared at Menilman and couldn’t help but think, “Did Menilman also kiss Charles?”
Princess May’s eyes nearly burst into flames as she coolly said, “Menilman, is it your intention to oppose me?”
Menilman had originally planned to leave Mecklenburg and return to Saint Michael Island, but she was persuaded by Adossa to stay, who then slyly suggested, “Charles Mecklen is setting out to fight the Evil God.
It would be good for you to accompany him, enhancing your relationship in the process.
Anne isn’t at the Sacred level and can do nothing but watch from afar, unable to help Charles.”
After much hesitation, Menilman inexplicably agreed.
Now facing Princess May’s furious glare, she calmly stated, “This is a reunion for Sheffield University graduates.
You are the only outsider here.”
Charles having graduated from Sheffield University, Menilman and Adossa were his seniors, and Sophia Garanord his junior, was an undisputed fact.
But faced with Menilman’s “stab in the back”, Princess May coolly responded, “Charles is my vassal.”
As an officer of Inglima, all Inglima officials were vassals of the Red Dragon Royal Family, so Princess May was not wrong in her declaration.
Between the two women there were new grudges as well as old.
To Princess May, Menilman was far more detestable than Sophia Garanord.
She was the first to leave, not seeing that Sophia Garanord might have also kissed Charles.
What she didn’t expect was that Menilman had kissed Charles too!
At that moment, the only question in Princess May’s mind was, “Did Menilman actually kiss him or not?”
As for Adossa, whether she kissed Charles or not wasn’t important.
Princess May Guillermo didn’t deign to find out.
Sophia Garanord, dubbed the Strasbourg Rose, not only possessed exquisite beauty, she was also a student leader at the university with a prestigious family background; her father was the Empire’s Minister of War, and she learned many tactics for battle.
She immediately analyzed that she needed to form “alliances”.
How she would ultimately dispose of those “alliances” to enjoy the spoils of victory alone was a matter for the future.
She stepped forward and said, “Senior sisters!
I have a suggestion, we should form an alliance first, presenting a united front.”
Menilman slowly nodded her head, while Adossa really wanted to say, “Actually, I don’t want to join.” But at that moment, she could also express, “I’ll stand with my seniors and junior.” Three outstanding Sheffield University graduates quickly formed a tacit alliance, and naturally, Menilman became the leader.
She said to Charles, “Junior Charles, the matter you’re facing might threaten the entire continent.
Everyone should contribute their part, we’re here to help you.”
Charles was the only one unaware that he had been kissed by four women, nor did he understand why all four suddenly acted so peculiarly.
However, he would naturally not refuse more help in fighting the Evil God.
He said, “Welcome, everyone!
To join my expedition against the Evil God of the New Continent.”
“Here, I have a batch of divine crystals that you all can use to replenish your strength during battle.”
Charles took out a handful of divine crystals and distributed them to the four girls.
He actually wanted to use the opportunity to distribute items as an excuse to leave the room quickly, which was becoming increasingly charged with tension.
Anne wasn’t there, and Charles could not cope alone.
In fact, Charles was not adept at handling emotional situations; he had lived his previous life as an eternal bachelor, and in this life, he had only had one girlfriend.
Facing such a ferocious battlefield of emotions, he just wanted to escape.
Charles forced a chuckle, intending to see the “guests” out and make arrangements for their stay…
The thought of four women living in his house gave him a headache.
Charles thought to himself, “I can’t continue staying in Mecklenburg.
I must set out tomorrow, and I’ll head to the Mazon Kingdom first.”
“I heard that a massive forest suddenly sprouted in the Mazon Kingdom, forming a dense woodland.
I’ll have to ask the people from the New Continent, which Evil God can manipulate plants like this?”
