The First Magic World War

Chapter 330: 315, only the everlasting history is worthy of Miss Annie Brittany!

Charles never imagined how he could ever follow through this boast.

St. Michael Island was nice, but as it’s part of Inglima territory, he had no issue holding it, but giving it away as a gift would come off as illegitimate and awkward.

The Divine Creature?

Giving it away privately was questionable enough, but to do so publicly would definitely be inappropriate.

As for the other things…

Was he supposed to gift Anne a summoning for the Evil God?

Earl Brittany would definitely chop him into pieces for that!

It must have been a moment of inspiration born from desperation!

Or perhaps when one is pushed to the limit, they could do anything.

Charles said in a flowing tone, “In this world, even heroes age, even emperors grow old. Even the mightiest power wanes lonely and awkward; even wealth may leave its master; even the most precious treasures will one day become useless.”

“But there is one thing that will last as long as humanity exists!”

“That is civilization!”@@novelbin@@

“Annie and I have written a few novels together, and the quality of these novels is quite remarkable!”

“I believe that even after a hundred years, or even two hundred years, or five hundred years, people will still read them and remember that these novels were written by a man named Charles Meklen for the girl he loved most!”

“I don’t know how long your reputation will etch its mark on history, but I can assure you that Annie’s name will certainly live on much longer than yours, much, much longer.”

“In not more than a hundred years, perhaps fifty years, someone will mention your name and add, ‘Oh, we know him, he is the father of Miss Annie!'”

Krel and Ebner quietly took a step back, both aware of Charles’s novel writing, and they felt that his words were filled with manly resolve, and also so romantic!

But, those last two lines were far too daring!

Although both silently thought that what Charles had said might indeed become reality, and Annie MacLennan as a pseudonym would certainly outlast Earl Brittany, they also felt that these words were a bit too brazen.

After all, they wouldn’t dare to boast the way Charles did; aside from not having the ability, they also lacked the necessary courage.

Krel even felt that he might not have as much courage as Charles when facing Earl Brittany with such a statement.

Ebner gave his friend a look that roughly meant, “What should we do now?”

How would Krel know what to do?

Charles almost thought he must have been a language teacher in his past life, not a math teacher.

He made his passionate and final assertion, “In my eyes, there is no material treasure fitting enough for Annie, only becoming the cornerstone of a continent’s civilization, only the ever-burning flame of history is worthy of Miss Annie Brittany!”

Earl Brittany took a deep breath and said, “Charles Meklen!”

“You are indeed the boldest young man I have ever seen!”

“You can spout a set of the most nonsensical rhetoric, and what’s most impressive is that I actually can’t refute it on any logical basis!”

Earl Brittany patted Charles on the shoulder and said, “Do you know how many times I have wanted to take matters into my own hands and finish you off? A hundred and sixty-eight times.”

“The Hawkwell Silver Rhinoceros in your hand! It was for the first fifty-six times that I prepared it as the tool to shoot you. I thought, after getting rid of you, the weapon couldn’t be used anymore…”

Charles couldn’t help but touch his thigh, of course, there was no Silver Rhinoceros on his leg—he had replaced it with the Rattlesnake a long time ago—but he still felt a cool chill at the back of his neck, a feeling of having narrowly escaped death.

Earl Brittany withdrew his hand and gazed in the direction of Sedona City, then said, “Go to Sedona City for me, deliver a message to Viscount Constantine, just say…”

“If he doesn’t make a move, I won’t either!”

Charles agreed hurriedly and left, walking a great distance while the cold sweat on his body kept breaking out.

Krel and Ebner then came over, greeting Earl Brittany. Both the men, quite in sync, did not bring up Charles again.

Earl Brittany treated the two younger men much more gently, rewarding a few words of praise, then chose a military carriage for them and expressed that other than meals, there was no need to disturb him!

Krel said, still frightened, “I really thought Charles might be done for today!”

Ebner Sumei also whispered, “Charles is really daring, but the things he said were also pretty impressive. Most importantly, I feel like what he says could actually happen. His novels are indeed quite enjoyable to read.”

Krel nodded. He also followed Charles’s novels, and now, at the front lines of Ferlanden, Annie MacLennan’s novels had become an important strategic material.

Charles burst out of the military camp and thought, “Should I have brought the Old Goat with me?”

But then he realized, on his own, he might not be in much danger, but if he brought Golden Ram Herolf, it would likely spur the Sacred Order of the Black Phoenix Dynasty to launch a full-force attack on the Old Goat, considering that opportunities to kill an enemy of the Sacred Order were few and far between—even Viscount Constantine might take action personally.

Charles mustered his courage, though he didn’t really feel that just delivering a message required that much bravery, especially since facing Earl Brittany was much more dangerous than delivering the message.

Charles could sense that Earl Brittany had a murderous intent just a moment ago; as for why he didn’t strike? It must have been because of Annie. There simply couldn’t be another reason.

Upon arriving at the gates of Sedona City, Charles shouted with all his might, “I come with a message from Earl Brittany!”

No sooner had he shouted this than he saw Chloe’s face, full of sympathy, declaring from the city walls, “Come into the city.”

Charles quickly said, “I’m just delivering a message, I’ll be off right away, no need to enter the city.”

Chloe said, “Viscount Constantine wants to see you!”

The cold sweat that had just subsided on Charles rose again. He had already seen Earl Brittany and had no desire to see Viscount Constantine; this wasn’t a world where checking in equaled rewards. Earl Brittany might spare him for Annie’s sake, but Viscount Constantine didn’t need to consider anyone’s feelings—not even for a second—and what if he just decided to slaughter him?

Charles refused loudly, and just as he finished blurting out several made-up excuses, he heard a stern voice emanating from Sedona City, “Boy bringing a message for Earl Brittany, come here for a moment, I have something to ask you.”

Chloe spread her hands in a helpless gesture.

It was Charles who truly had no choice. He said in a low voice, “Can I really not refuse?”

Chloe said, “What do you think?”

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