Free Web NovelChapter 1196: Chapter 301: Whirlpool V_3
That’s why she dared to boast to Brand. But even so, she still had to be cautious.
Moros’s strength in the Holy Temple was not outstanding, but as the Great Priest he had strength close to that of the Element. Although Marquis Youxi was known as a playboy, few knew he possessed Golden Rank strength. The noble beside him, whom she did not recognize, also seemed exceptional. Magdal watched everything outside through the peephole of the hidden passage, not daring to breathe too loudly.
At this moment, Marquis Youxi had just finished expressing his opinion, and Moros glanced at him coldly, showing some displeasure. He was naturally cautious and disliked arrogant people the most, especially since the Royalist faction wasn’t really just fish on a chopping board; among them, both Bujia and Liwu were strong in the Realm of Elements, leaving them here wouldn’t be so simple.
Among them, Liwu was a well-known Wizard, as everyone knew, Wizards under the same rank were much harder to deal with than Swordsmen.
He shook his head and replied, "Forget the Royalist faction, the Princess’s side is also difficult to handle. Nemesia and Ou Fuwei’er are both experts at the Golden Rank, and among the Royal Knights loyal to that little girl, there are also thorny individuals. Now there’s also a Lake Knight, whose strength is only stronger than Liwu’s—"
"The key is, the Lion Heart Sword is in her hands. The Guardian Sword Family will naturally lean toward her side. It’s heard that the three Golden Rank experts of Earl of Yan Castle are in Ambeser at the moment. More importantly, there’s that young person no worse than the Domain of Elements." Moros finished speaking, looking at Marquis Youxi.
Youxi’s face twitched: "Hmph, indeed."
"Although their minds aren’t aligned anymore, we still have to deal with the equivalent of four Element experts simultaneously, can you do it?" Moros’ icy eyes swept across the two in the room.
"No problem." The noble beside Marquis Youxi finally spoke gruffly.
"Ah!" Magdal couldn’t help but let out a low cry, at this moment she finally saw the face of the last noble clearly. He was truly an insignificant little noble, with a generic face, but Magdal happened to recognize him—that should be one of Count Baltar’s house servants.
White Lion Legion!
Could the White Lion Legion have already arrived near Ambeser? The White Lion Legion was once the pride of the Eruein people, but now that pride was gone. Marquis Balta was bribed by the Crown Prince and long ago sided with the North’s nobles. However, unlike the Black Blade Legion, the White Lion Legion was a border garrison, their biggest enemy being the Cruz people. Unexpectedly, when everyone focused on the former Forbidden Army’s Black Blade Legion, they subconsciously overlooked this force.
But how dare they move away from the border? Is Duke Xifah mad? Magdal’s mind was a jumble, and she broke into a cold sweat. Luckily, the hidden passage’s soundproofing was good enough that the sound she previously made wasn’t noticed by those outside. The Nun Princess gently exhaled, her hands and feet somewhat cold, but she couldn’t help but continue listening.
"That’s good." Moros nodded again, turning around: "Have you chosen the person to identify?" He glared harshly at some Marquis: "This concerns the reputation of the Holy Temple; it’s the most important part of our plan."
"Rest assured." Marquis Youxi immediately nodded, taking out a small item from his bosom and placing it on the coffee table: "That person is absolutely reliable, this ring is his token—"
Moros said nothing, just picked up the ring and nodded coldly.
But at this moment, all three in the room heard a slight sound, as if something heavy had fallen to the floor. "Who!" The highest-ranking Chief Priest reacted first, shouting loudly, and with a raise of his hand, shot a golden-red beam that hit a bookshelf in the room.
With a loud crash, the bookshelf exploded into pieces and burst into flames, wood chips and sparks falling like a shower of colorful butterflies. At the same time, a wall in the room suddenly began shaking robustly and slid to the side, revealing a hidden passage.
Moros immediately cast his cold gaze there, seeing Magdal sitting collapsed on the ground, her face ashen.
"Miss Magdal!" The Ande Fulei Grand Temple’s new Chief Priest’s face turned Qing Tie, almost grinding the words through clenched teeth, "This time you’ve gone too far; I don’t think Wood can save you."
But Magdal seemed oblivious, just staring blankly at the ring in his hand.
"This is impossible..." she murmured.
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(PS: The Chapter title was mistyped yesterday, I missed the word ’whirlpool’, apologies.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets; your support is the greatest motivation for me.)
