Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Three days later.
The Lawless Land was already in chaos. The strongest of the 13 leaders, Karl, had been split into two. This matter was not enough to cause a commotion.
After Karl’s death, the remaining twelve people would naturally share his assets and power.
The real cause of the chaos were the 30 Silver Hunters led by Karl. All of them died in the battle against the monsters.
Now, there were only a handful of people left under the twelve leaders.
The Lawless Land had always been a place favored by outlaws. Without sufficient strength, there was no way to suppress it.
Before long, the positions of these twelve people would undergo a bloody storm.
None of this had anything to do with Edward. He was currently sitting in a carriage returning to the city.
Along the way, Edward sat in the carriage and immersed himself in the various achievements recorded by traveling wizards, as well as drawing inscriptions to improve his affinity and control over the elements.
Indeed, Edward could now conjure fireballs with one hand.
In the space of his consciousness, another strange-looking inscription was drawn out as his spiritual power slowly increased.
With the help of the system’s analysis, both the strength and precision of the strokes were controlled in an extremely precise manner. The inscription was drawn extremely quickly.
Edward smiled.
Based on his current speed, he would be able to complete all nine inscriptions in less than ten days and advance to the level of a Rank 1 Wizard.
Time passed quickly for Edward, who was engrossed in researching mysterious powers.
The journey from the Golin Mountain Range to the Feylan Family’s territory took half a month.
Within half a month, Edward successfully completed all nine inscriptions and became a Rank 1 Wizard.
Advancing to become a Rank 2 Wizard was harder. Even the system was still analyzing the inscriptions.
Without the help of the system, Edward attempted to draw an inscription himself, forcefully drawing the first one with his extraordinary spiritual power.
For two whole days, Edward had been drawing in his consciousness, causing his face to pale and his spirit to falter.
For the past few days, Alicia, the considerate maid, had been brewing tonics for several days. The few knights who drank it were flushed red as if they had been injected with energy!
Currently, they were not too far away from the Feylan Family. According to the speed of the system’s calculations, he should be done by the time they reach the Feylan Family, so before that, Edward decided to take a break.
However, what Edward, who was enjoying his life, did not know was that the Feylan Family was currently facing an unprecedented crisis.
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Currently, at the Feylan Family!
Edward’s father, Duke Ják, had an ugly expression as he listened to the report from his subordinates!
Just a few days ago, Princess Alfie, who had married into the Carlo Family, had run away. She had chosen to elope with a knight who had followed her there, ignoring the Feylan Family’s glory.
However, this was no longer just a matter of losing reputation. The family that Duke Ják chose to have an alliance marriage with was naturally on an equal level as them.
The master of the Carlo Family was also a Duke.
Furthermore, this Duke title was passed down from a founder of the Empire!
This title was bound to be closely related to the royal family.
Offending the Carlo family was equivalent to offending the royal family.
And the consequences of offending the royal family…
At the thought of this, Duke Ják’s usually gentlemanly face immediately turned pale.
‘It’s over… it’s all over… has the Feylan Family been destroyed by my hands?!’
It would not be long before the humiliated Carlo family came here to demand an explanation, and there was a high chance that they had someone from the royal family with them.
The elopement this time meant that the two families could not become allies. Since they could not become allies, it meant that they were enemies.
Now that they had the chance to get rid of a high-ranking Duke, the Carlo family would not be foolish.
The choice was already decided.
At this moment, a shout pulled Duke Ják back to reality.
“Duke, bad news. The master of the Carlo family has requested to meet you. Our guards have been beheaded!” The old butler anxiously reported the news to Duke Ják.
Duke Ják’s pupils instantly constricted as cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
He had not expected the other party to arrive so quickly.
“Quick, quickly arrange a carriage for Madam and head to Duke Golin’s territory!”
With that said, Duke Ják could no longer maintain his gentlemanly manners as he quickly walked out of the hall.
Before he even reached the main courtyard, he could faintly hear the sounds of weapons colliding, as well as angry roars and shouts.
Damn it!
He picked up his legacy sword and walked out of the room. The sight before him made his eyes burn with rage.
The leader of the Feylan Knights, Field, was fighting against four knights from Carlo.
The other members of the Knights were either dead or injured.
The four knights were attacking Fidel’s weak point with their fierce sword techniques. As a Silver Knight, Duke Ják could tell the strength of the four knights at a glance.
Gold Knight!
Before him stood an old man with white hair and silver sideburns.
Ják knew him.
The master of the Carlo family was Duke Will, a Sky Knight.
Beside him was a member of the church dressed in gorgeous attire.
It was also this person’s appearance that made Ják’s heart sink into despair and silence.
This was a missionary from the royal church of the Levi Empire.
Moreover, looking at the gorgeous clothes, there was only one possibility. The person who came this time was sent by the King!
This time, their Feylan Family was truly doomed.
It was only a matter of time before the family declined, but his eldest son, Edward Feylan, had astonishing talent.
Just as the clan was about to avoid getting into a decline, or even move up another level, this actually happened!
Duke Ják helped Field, who had his limbs pierced, up and looked at Duke Will calmly.
Duke Ják suddenly understood everything when he saw the smile on his lips.
The excuse of Alfie running away with the knight and eloping was nonsense.
This was just Carlo… no, King Levi’s plot to attack the Feylan Family.
Perhaps his daughter had already been killed and dumped somewhere!
“Bastards! What a bunch of smelly…”
Duke Ják wanted to curse angrily, but what was the point?
Right now, he only wished that his son who was traveling far away would not return.
“Honorable… oh no, pitiful Duke Ják, you should know that the genius of your Feylan Family has already severely affected the interests of the Royal Family…”