Chapter 239: The Heart of Fulfillment (Part Two)
“When we met the first time, he was only a small king who was barely able to step into the level of a five star warrior and had to survive depending on those dirty tactics like fake death. But now, he could defeat four Execution Knights by himself… ”
Arshavin was speechless with his head up.
He thought of the suggestion that the elder princess Talisha made, and he has to admit that this wise sister of his was correct once again.
“Before it gets dark, have someone to send a congratulation gift to King of Chambord on winning his battle in my name.”
“Yes, your Highness!”
At the campsite ten kilometers away, around No.1 Sword Testing Stage.
The cheers continued.
The kings of affiliated kingdoms looked serious and start to leave under the protection of the guards. The shadow on the Sword Testing Stage made them feel hopeless and tired. After this battle, everyone knows the king of Chambord would shock the whole Zenit empire. Among the 250 affiliated kingdoms ruled by the empire, no one was able to beat this small level 6 affiliated kingdom.
No, maybe there was one person!
The legendary low-key prince who was secretive in his movement and came from the Number 1 affiliated kingdom ‘Winterside’.
Publicly recognized as the number one prince among all 250 affiliated kingdoms, this young prince had kept a low profile despite his high reputation. He had experienced more than one hundred battles without one lost, especially in the battle with Spartak Empire five years ago at the border of Zenit Empire. He killed a six-star warrior and an important in the royal family of Spartak Empire by himself surrounded by more than a thousand soldiers. This battle made [One Sword] famous five years ago. Since then, he practiced by himself and become more unexpected. He battled less and less; no one knew what level he was on now.
Now, only [One Sword] was able to fight with the king of Chambord.
The kings of affiliated kingdoms left with different thoughts which didn’t prevent others from worship the king of Chambord, especially those warriors from the affiliated kingdoms. Most of them were born into low classes, and some of them didn’t even reach any star level. They lived in ice and fire and walked close to death every day in order to provide for themselves and their families.
Azeroth respected those who were strong. Today what they have seen on No.1 Sword Testing Stage was like a battle of gods. The sky-covering energy, flaming long swords, soaring giant black-flaming serpents, blood fog, dazzling sword sways, and lightning-like movements…all of these were challenging their imaginations. They had never imagined the level of strength before this!
Out of the worship and passion for the winners, they wouldn’t leave with their hot blood still boiling.
Among them, a group of young people wearing animal skins stare Fei; some slaves under broken robe knee on the ground praying like worshiping God of War; some other star leveled warriors sit cross-legged and feel the atmosphere left by the winners hoping to get some hint and break their bondage…
Among a group of people around one hundred meters away from Sword Testing Stage, a man stood there with a clean flaxen cape. He was a little slim but stood very straight. He was so quiet that neither the chaos around nor the drumbeat on the Sword Testing Stage was able to affect him even a little. He didn’t show any strangeness or surge of energy or magic, but he was like invisible to others as no one came to him to ask anything.
“How dare you? Why are you ignoring me?”
On the Sword Testing Stage, Beag family’s princess-like Beyonce stared at Fei strangely as if she was looking at a monster.
“King of Chambord! I give you the last chance. If it were not for your power today, how would Dean Family accept you, the king of a small level 5 affiliated kingdom?”
Dean Family’s magic genius Dean Kazola points at Fei arrogantly and spoke with a threating tone.
Fei has the impulse to slap away these two spoiled kids.
He’s been a man of two lives and had seen too many silly childish people. However, he had never seen anyone who begged with arrogant faces. “Are their brains out of order from longtime comfortable life?” He thought.
“Huh?” Fei suddenly found a familiar shadow under Sword Testing Stage.
The young King of Byzantine Kingdom.
This young king was looking at him as if he was worshipping an idol. Fei realized that something interesting changed since their encounter last night. Fei nod at him with satisfaction.
On another thought, Fei suddenly had the heart to fulfill this young man who shared a similar life story with himself.