studiobondurri Chapter 329 - 329: 314, Charles' first encounter with Earl of Brittany
Chapter 329 - 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.”
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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!
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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