Chapter 277
Chapter 277
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Inside the glorious country of Poolfield Kingdom was a magnificent place called Zither Moon Town.
Zither Moon Town used to be an extremely small village with nothing special about it, but it has gained a lot of popularity and growth in few hundred years. It was now a metropolis that not only incorporated all of the military, cultural, and commercial aspects of the country but was also known as the core of the southern region of Poolfield Kingdom.
The reason for this growth is not any important resources land or person or anything vital but because of its historic value. It is said that this was the place where the Eternal Nightmare His Majesty Supreme Magus Emperor Leylin Farlier first took a vital step in his magus path becoming an Official Magus.
It was in this Town where he breakthrough his acolyte status at a very tender age defining his otherworldly talents after gaining the inheritance from the Rank 4 Great Magus Serholm.
The Hegemony of Ouroboros clan inside the whole South Coast is undisputed, even the previous mighty and unbeatable Rebelhearts is merely a side branch of it. Let alone those in South Coast not even the whole Surface world of Magus World dare not question and cross this humongous institution. The head honcho of this organization is none other than South Coast own’s Leylin who is a peerless genius for all the Magus even Breaking Dawn to look upto, as he is a heaven shaking genius worthy of utmost respect.
The outpouring of traveler who come here to breath in the same air in which Leylin took his first vital step into the realm of truth is unbelievable.
This place is practically a Holy Land, all the small organizations including the main powerhouse of Poolfield Kingdom Abyssal Bone Forest show absolute reverence for this place.
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As the sun hung high up in the sky, rows and rows of horses could be seen pulling heavy carts, each containing countless goods from all over the country.
On the other side of the thick city walls were innumerable shops and storefronts and a multitude of pedestrians who were clustered on the city’s tightly-knit streets.
Off to the side, a few warriors rested under the shade of green willow trees while high standing nobleman rode their carriages on the wide, four-lane roads.
At times, the curtains of carriages would be lifted by the wind, exposing their sage-like appearances.
There were more warriors, knights and even acolytes in the city than one could count, and the people were packed like sardines everywhere. This was a rare sight to see, even in a country like Poolfield Kingdom.
However, there was a special occasion; a new term was about to begin at Abyssal Bone Forest Academy. Therefore, the magi aspirants, who were attracted by the sheer fame of the academy, made the city even more bustling than usual!
Being an Academy glamourous and recognized throughout the country, as the main powerhouse of the Kingdom and backed up by a peak Rank 2 is secondary for attracting all these people, but more important is the sheer reputation of being the place to teach ‘Him’ on the path of truth which makes it very attractive.
It is also widely known that this academy is backed up by Rebelhearts which in turn means it’s prosperity and ability is not to be questioned. Maybe a talented Magus would have the chance to be recommended in the Rebelhearts which boasts the biggest library and greatest resources a dream for all aspirants truth seekers.
In the eastern corner of the city at the exit gate to Endless Desert streaked a carriage. While everything was happening in the city center, this particular carriage was going away from here not a bit interested in the festive and rowdy events.
The horse carriage continued forward, and very soon, hills surrounded them on both sides. The large trees which grew to the skies projected sinister-looking shadows on the ground, which was also the perfect place for an ambush.
On the ground, there were large amounts of horse footprints, and traces of carriage wheels; even the surrounding rocks and trees were divided to create a path but oddly this place which seemed to be a busy route was too serene even a bit sinister.
Upon seeing all of this, the steed quivered and immediately picked up speed carrying the horse carriage.
The carriage passed a hill with no troubles and then came to a field.
There were two drivers of this carriage and both seemed refined and powerful, who had been releasing an amount of pressure prompting anyone to not mess with them.
After coming out of the forest they were visibly relieved. It was impossible for them to be ambushed on flat ground, which was why they could relax.
*Lu lu!*
Just as the duo was pondering about this thought, the sounds of horses galloping from a far distance could be heard. A bright ray of light appeared on the horizon far away, and it quickly turned into a black cloud.
Many Knights wearing black leather armour on dark horses charged swiftly like a hurricane. They held onto the reins with their right hands and in their left hands they held onto various degree of weapons.
Very soon, many Knights surrounded the small horse carriage in a circle.
“Elite Magus Troops? Fuck!?They actually deployed troops to surround us…”
There was incomparable fear on drivers face before it quickly turned into despair. These two by no stretch of the word are weakling each possessing strength of Saint Knights but before this group they can only cower.
Higher ranked Magi were extremely powerful and could regard weaker ones as ants. However, this scenario of surrounding using troops was different.
In a scenario: if one were faced with a hundred or lesser ranked Magi troops, they could deploy guerilla warfare and kill them all. However, if there were more, they would not be able to do that.
A Magus’ spiritual force and magic power were not infinite.
Even if they had extraordinary strength, they would still suffer from natural limitations.
Even if one was a Rank 3 Magus when faced with a troop of a hundred elite Magus, he could only retreat. Unless one cross the wide chiasm reaching an extraordinary realm which has alluded everyone Magus in the South Coast except for Leylin and his men, there would always be situation where proper numbers of strong Magus deployed with smart tactics can corner a higher ranked one.
The opponent before them was not a nobody but possibly an old Magus family nobility, each of these soldiers are at least Saint Knights with four dozen Rank 1, and one dozen Rank 2 Magus and one Rank 3 Magus! This is very hard to fathom especially when one consider that this much strength is easily equal to any high ranking Magus organization before the revolutionary changes all those years ago.
“How is this possible? Who has the guts to intercept Her Ladyship just near the academy borders!” One of the Saint Knight yelled fearfully but he didn’t cower grabbing his sword hilt tightly.
“Who knows!? but one thing is for sure we are screwed!” The other one laughed wry but also reciprocated his actions, from their stance it was clear that they won’t back down!
This is the discipline etched in their very genes, despite of how hopeless the situation may seem they would never betray their Masters.
No organization except for Rebelhearts and it’s subsidiary has the ability and knowledge to rear Saint Knights so, it must mean that these two belong to Abyssal Bone Forest Academy!
And similarly the opposite enemies before them would also likely belong to a subsidiary family or worst case scenario the organization itself.
Obviously there are other research conducted by various Magus to mimic the ability of Saint Knights but compared to the research performed and perfected by the best of the best those rag tag wannabes are nothing so, it’s very easy for a saint knight to know if the opponent knight is a legit player or a fake.
“We should use our ultimate attack to halt them for a few seconds so that Her Ladyship may escape.. ” Although he said that but he knew that this was just a pipe dream let alone one second these two would be crushed by only the undulation from their enemies within milliseconds.
The opponent’s side had too many people, and even if they lined up for him to kill them, his pitiful amount of power would not be sufficient to kill them all.
Hopelessness had already started invading their heart. Being surrounded by that many cavalryman, the most they could do was to wait for their deaths.
One of the Saint Knights glanced back at carriage and forced himself to calm down.
“Who are you all?” After looking at the expressionless and dense army, amongst which a single one can have him fight desperately to keep his life he can only be fearfully.
With the horses neighing in the background, a small path opened up among the ranks of the calvary. A young handsome man wearing a black dashing suit, and with the mark of a winged skull on his left chest side, walked out.
“You..You are Lord Dustin!” The two looked at the man with anger and fear which multiplied multifold especially looking at the winged skull on his dress.
“Esteemed Lord irrespective of your grudge, you went as far as to dare station some troops here, are you not worried about being punished?” The expression on speaking Knight was an odd mixture of fury and fear.
“Mere ants telling me what to do? Not even the academy chairman dare talk to me disrespectfully.” The Young Magus named Dustin sneered as he looked at the two before him with disdain and contempt.
“All of you… Annoying!” Suddenly an oriole like intoxicating voice sounded throughout the field as a beautiful ethereal blonde beauty appeared, from the carriage, expressing her dissatisfaction.
She wore a gorgeous white robe her blonde hair like wires of gold fall over her shoulder. Her eyes were ruby red in color and despite looking at the huge imposing Magi troops she had no whatsoever panic on her face instead it held a calm and tranquil indifferent smile.
Dustin looked at the beautiful blonde and instantly his heart skipped a beat, looking at her especially her soul flaming red eyes his body felt numb unable to break out of his dazzled state for a moment, suddenly he shook his head and said, “We finally met again as I promised, Emilia!”
This beautiful breath taking women was none other than Leylin own discipline Emilia who went to Abyssal Bone Forest Academy all those years ago to strive on the path of truth.
“Oh it’s you Mister Dustin. I don’t think we have a good friendship so why have you come here to intercept and talk with me.” Emila said looking at the impressive troops behind him with an unimpressed gaze.
“Why am I here? Hahaha didn’t I tell you all those years ago I would surely make you pay for snatching away No.1 spot from me. Now the Chairman is no longer here to protect you and even if I were to kill you she can do nothing!” Dustin laughed evily as he thumped his chest proudly exclaiming!
“Look! Do you recognize it.”
“Obviously I do, this is the Rebelhearts crest. Four winged means you must have a department leader position right? It is very impressive to reach such a status at your young age. Is that what you are relying on to defy Abyssal Bone Forest?”
“Obviously… not!” Dustin laughed strangely looking around at his troops.
“This troop mostly belongs to my family, it our most powerful and trustworthy Rainstorm Raves. Each of them are Saint Knights reaching the peak with several Magus in the amidst, even Rank 2 as commanders. There are also various friends of mine from the organization who joined us to this small meeting. How do you think we from the Goulding Family acquired the mediation techniques of Saint Knights to rear and nurture them?”
“Anyone at and above Four Winged can look at such an information but looking at you, you were just promoted it means an elder from your family is also a member of Rebelhearts!”
“Sharp as always, as expected of my future bride. My uncle Heath Goulding is a Six Winged Elder in the Rebelhearts!” Dustin spread his hands laughing hysterically as he looked at Emilia face closely to capture her indifferent face falling and despair invading inside her, but unfortunately he was destined to not be satisfied.
Dustin face was unusual, his eyebrows furrowed. Six Winged Elder is very high position in the Rebelhearts only lower than the various heads who works under the Managing Director, Grenn. Many of the Magus who joined him here aren’t from his family but are those who wanted to gain favor from his family by supporting him.
Even a Rank 3 is here what to say of others! This person isn’t a member from Rebelhearts but rather a member from an organization which makes his ranking not too impressive but Dustin proposed to him a very good deal which he couldn’t reject.
The South Coast is pretty packed these days with hidden dragons and crouching tigers it would be very wise to stick to the real rulers of this continent, however small the connection may be, it’s a start and guarantee afterall.
Even Nyssa as a peak Rank 2 can only be humble before such a character but Emilia on the other hand is extremely chill looking at him impassively.
‘What!? How can this be? Does she have someone to rely on… there was always a rumor that she had a pretty amazing backing, Is this perhaps true? No! It can’t be she is but a commoner, how can she have anyone?’ Dustin looked at Emilia and suddenly felt furious for being ‘mislead’ by her tough act.
“Emilia, you don’t have a choice even someone as proud and talented as you must bow. Accept my offer, join my family and become my bride I would forgive all of our past misgivings otherwise…”
“otherwise?”
“I can only deal with you regretfully!”
“…. ”