The First Magic World War

Chapter 347: 329, even offending the Serpent of Destiny has come to this.

Alans Cook ceaselessly spoke, “Miss Brittany even admitted that Charles Mecklen had already met with the count. This man desperately schemes to climb the social ladder, his nature is despicable…”

Sophia Garanord had already stopped listening to him. A sense of urgency suddenly overwhelmed her, and she thought to herself, “Has it already reached the stage of meeting the parents? I need to push harder.”

“I will visit Mister Mecklen tonight!”

“An excuse…”

“Yes, an excuse…”

Suddenly seeing Alans Cook still trying to tarnish Charles, she felt a surge of exultation and exclaimed to herself, “Isn’t this the perfect excuse?”

Sophia Garanord barely remembered this young gentleman. She had once asked her father to speak to Duchess Meisu on her behalf, but she never thought to pay attention to a minor figure like Alans Cook.

Yes, Sophia Garanord was also the daughter of a count.

Her father was the Fars Empire’s Minister of War!

In terms of power and military might, both were top-tier in the Fars Empire.

Remembering what Alans Cook had just mentioned about heading to the front lines, she asked, “Which front are you going to?”

Alans Cook said with a bitter look, “Ferlanden! I was framed by Charles because I investigated his tax issues, and he had someone manipulate the situation to transfer me to Ferlanden.”

Sophia Garanord said softly, “That is a fine place to make a name for yourself!”

“Once you’re in Ferlanden, you can seek out my father, I will write him a letter recommending my love for you.”

Overjoyed, Alans Cook was about to continue the conversation with Sophia when she grew impatient, hastily boarded her carriage, and headed directly to Elysian Pastoral Street No. 58.

In the carriage, Sophia really did write a letter to her father, Count Garanord. The main content was about missing her father, but at the end, she briefly mentioned, “I’ve been quite troubled lately, a man named Alans Cook has been publicly tarnishing my reputation, and I heard he is going to Ferlanden.”

It was just a brief mention…

As Sophia passed a branch of the Imperial Post, she had the coachman deliver the letter, planning to write another one in the evening and have the household’s servants send it to the front line to ensure reliability.

Charles had taken Anne out for a stroll, enjoyed some scenery, and had some coffee, whiling away the time until evening when Anne indicated she wanted to go home. Charles dropped Anne off at her residence on Sixth Avenue, Val de Vaz District, for the second time.

Charles once again met Mama Karen, who still silently took her young lady back home and also bid him farewell.

Charles felt quite reluctant to leave, but there was nothing he could do. Earl Brittany was clearly not an easy father to deceive, and he was quite in awe of this top contender in Fars.

Charles returned to Elysian Pastoral Street No. 58 and saw two ladies there. Seeing Philedrica didn’t surprise him, but seeing Sophia Garanord did, and he asked, “Did you arrange to meet?”

Philedrica knew Sophia Garanord, after all, the latter was far more famous, but Sophia did not know Philedrica. The Leopard Girl had graduated many years ago, and even the University of Georgia hardly knew of the former Forest Goddess’s charm anymore, let alone Sophia Garanord who had studied at Sheffield University.

Seeing Philedrica, Sophia Garanord’s sense of urgency grew even stronger.

She smiled gently and said, “I have another matter. Recently, someone has been tarnishing both your reputation and mine, and I am greatly troubled but find myself without a good strategy, so I came to seek advice from Mister Mecklen.”

Sophia Garanord was a Seventh Rank Dark Moon sorceress, with a Transcendent talent matched only by a few of her contemporaries like Ban Lanmalock and Julian. Usually, she was a leader in front of all her classmates, even the older, upperclassmen willingly followed her lead, but at that moment, her demeanor was lost, timid, and shy, enough to stir sympathy in any man who saw her.

Charles was also a proper gentleman, and he knew this lady came from a distinguished background, especially Sophia Garanord’s appearance and aura, which always reminded him of Marina Alexandrova’s portrayal of Empress Catherine — fully confident and commanding. He had not expected her to resort to such cunning tactics.

He casually asked, “Who is it?”

Sophia Garanord said softly, “Alans Cook!”

At the mention of his adversary’s name, Charles’s anger flared.

What he didn’t realize was that this poor Mister Alans Cook had already been sent by Anne to the front lines in Ferlanden. Anne had not mentioned this to prevent Charles from finding out; she occasionally had her little fits of temper, as maintaining a ladylike image was important.

He also didn’t know that Mister Alans Cook had been doomed to an unenviable fate by a letter from Miss Garanord to his own father, the Fars Empire’s Minister of War.

He thought the man, out of spite for his unrequited love, had also made an attempt on Sophia Garanord’s life, saying bitterly, “That guy is sinister and deceitful, his schemes profound, and he can bear great humiliation — a truly difficult adversary.”

“I originally wanted to challenge him to a duel to settle this matter once and for all, but he preferred to jeopardize his reputation rather than accept.”

“Miss Garanord need not worry, I will handle this matter.”

Charles vowed silently, “I will soon have the Old Goat strike a major deal!”

Anne and Sophia had still utilized political tactics, two young ladies of different upbringings but both quite skilled at this craft, given their extraordinary backgrounds.

Charles’s approach was simple and crude, lacking any finesse.

Alans Cook never expected that his “love rival” would be so shameless as to send a Sacred Order to assassinate him.

Indeed, Alans Cook’s fate!

Offending the Serpent of Destiny could hardly be worse.

Sophia Garanord was secretly pleased. For her, Alans Cook was just a simple pawn, an excuse for her visit. As for Alans Cook’s fate, Miss Garanord was not concerned.

She said in a somewhat fragile voice, “I heard his background is formidable, he is related to the… Duchess Meisu.”

“Yes, they are closely related.”

Sophia Garanord truly didn’t know what relation Alans Cook had with Duchess Meisu, she could only vaguely pass it, but her concern for Charles was evident.

Charles was unfazed; he had never encountered a lady of such high standing in his two lifetimes.

Well, actually, Anne’s standing wasn’t low either.

Philedrica, who had been silent all along, sensed that Miss Garanod was probably trying to “conquer” Charles, a realization that instantly invigorated the Leopard Girl.@@novelbin@@

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