The First Magic World War

Chapter 408: 380, this band of mountain thieves is Yasen Loping Robin’s team.

Golden Ram Herolf eyed the bandits’ flag, hesitated for a while, but still said in a low voice, “This band of bandits is Arsen Lupin Robin’s troop.”

Charles asked, “Is there anything special about this guy?”

Black Dragon covered his eyes and said, “Head of the McAllen family! He is Zimmerman’s uncle.”

Charles was quite surprised and after a long while, he spoke in a low voice, “Are you saying that he’s not here to rob us?”

“Hmm, could it be that he’s come to snatch a sister-in-law?”

“What should we do about this? Let Princess Akso leave?”

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Even Qiudelo could not help but say, “Head of the McAllen family, please give up those wild and unfounded thoughts.”

“Arsen Lupin Robin would definitely not come to snatch a sister-in-law…”

“No, I meant to snatch the princess?”

All three of his Sacred Order subordinates fell silent together, and even Golden Ram Herolf wanted to scoff, “From now on, I’m a Beastman!”

Without understanding, Charles simply summoned the Magic Flame Horse, mounted it, and pulled out the Collapsing Mountain from the Magic Mirror, then rode alone towards the bandits and shouted, “Let Arsen Lupin come out and answer!”

The thousands of bandits became slightly restless and soon split to the sides, a handsome man in his forties rode out from the ranks, and with a slight smile, sunnily and bright, Charles had to admit that this man was devilishly handsome, and carried himself with the elegance of a nobleman’s son.

That sort of thing isn’t something any noble youth has.

At least, the few that Charles had killed did not possess such airy nobility about them.

“I am Arsen Lupin Robin! I am here to rob you, we don’t know each other, so no need for small talk. Hand over everything valuable you have, and I will let you pass.”

Charles asked, “Are you a Sacred Order?”

Arsen Lupin smiled slightly and said, “Not yet!”

Charles said, “Not a Sacred Order, and you’re out here talking big?”

Charles had recently seen a string of major battles…

Well, even though he wasn’t the one fighting, he had really seen plenty of Sacred Order battles, the top-notch ones, and he could hardly understand, if someone wasn’t even of the Sacred Order, why were they showing up?

Arsen Lupin was clearly stunned by Charles’s logic for a moment and retorted, “Are you saying that if you’re not a Sacred Order, you’re not qualified to rob?”

Charles replied, “That’s not what I meant!”

“What I mean is…”

“Alright! That’s exactly what I meant.”

“You’re a clever person, so why the long face of disgust?”

“Do you think just because Princess Akso is your sister-in-law, you can act spoiled in such a public setting?”

Charles really wasn’t being polite, and his words left Arsen Lupin blushing red, this top-ranked bandit of the Old Continent shouted, “Do you dare insult me?”

Charles asked again, “Are you really not of the Sacred Order?”

Arsen Lupin replied, “Of course not! What do you think the Sacred Order is? Extraordinary beings are rare talents in nations, let alone the Sacred Order.”

Charles retorted curiously, “You’re not even a member of the Sacred Order, so why can’t I insult you?”

Arsen Lupin, this time, no longer wasted words with Charles. He spurred his horse forward, drew his Rapier from his waist, flicked a spray of sword flowers, and aimed for seven crucial points on Charles.

There are six or seven versions of the Peerless Sword Techniques on the Old Continent, including the Five Sacred Sword Techniques, the Seven God-Given Sword Techniques, and the Twelve Overlord Sword Techniques.

Each version includes the Angel’s Thorn of the Asiluo Clan.

And every version has the Robin Family’s Golden Eagle Sword Technique.

Five eras ago, Saroses Robin assisted King Axel in ascending from a commoner to the throne of the king. With his loyalty and bravery, iron blood and achievements, he became the highest rank of hereditary nobility in the Fars Empire.

Even before Saroses Robin emerged, the Robin Family was the oldest nobility in the Inglima Empire, having produced countless scholars, military experts, adventurers, and peerless generals, as well as unbridled swordsmen!

The emergence of Zimmerman Axel Robin even made this secret sword technique of the Robin Family vaguely become the number one sword technique on the continent.

Arsen Lupin had immersed himself in this family sword technique for over thirty years, and when it came to the maturity and cunning of swordsmanship, there were few swordsmen on the Old Continent who could compare.

Charles, too, was “fearless in his ignorance of danger”!

With the Knight’s Spear in hand thrusting forward, he employed the Wings of Heaven spear technique. The two exchanged seventeen or eighteen moves in an instant, and to his surprise, Charles was slightly at a disadvantage.

Charles was still shocked and thought to himself, “This guy is quite strong!”

Arsen Lupin was ten times more surprised than Charles. In both the Old and New Continents, those of the Sacred Order are considered the nation’s treasures, the top combat forces of this world.

Charles, accustomed to seeing members of the Sacred Order, was only in that environment by chance, not because Sacred Order warriors were a dime a dozen.

On the old continent, in one of the two battles where the Five Great Empires poured in all their strength, the Fars and Byron added together only sent a few dozen from the Sacred Order. That was the national foundation.

Mid-to-High-Rank Extraordinaries were already the backbone of a nation. Placed among bandits, Arsen Lupin would at least be in the top ten in the industry.

Arsen Lupin was a High-Level Transcendent, a Seventeenth Rank grand knight.

In his youth, he was indulgent in pleasure and didn’t train seriously. But a Seventeenth Rank grand knight really was very powerful. He dominated Modova, had never tasted defeat, and was almost the number one power in Modova.

Although Charles was two ranks weaker, his spear technique, derived from the special teachings of the Asiluo Clan, and his various special abilities meant that even though Arsen Lupin had a slight upper hand, it was truly difficult for him to defeat this annoying fellow.

After making a circle with his Magic Flame Horse, Charles reengaged Arsen Lupin, lowering his voice, and asked curiously, “You’re not really here to steal my sister-in-law, are you?”

Arsen Lupin’s nose was almost crooked with anger. He cursed in a low voice, “Pack up your wild weeds of a thought. Princess Akso is my patroness; our robbery is a mutual understanding.”

Charles’s eyes twinkled, and his hand wielding Collapsing Mountain didn’t relax as he continued his rapid assault, seemingly eager to thrust his spear through this Uncle Robin, but meanwhile, he asked, “Why does Princess Akso sponsor you, huh?”

“How did you leave the Robin Family?”

“I’m really curious! I have so many questions to ask.”

Arsen Lupin was helpless. He hadn’t expected Princess Akso would send such a reckless youth his way. He spoke in a low voice, “With all the romantic debts Zimmerman had, of course, there would be illegitimate children! Many people detest him, and some single mothers can’t support the children. So, Princess Akso had me take these children away from Fars to grow up in Modova.”

Charles’s brain ticked, and he said in a low voice, “So, these kids are like grandchildren to Princess Akso, huh?”

Arsen Lupin was nearly driven mad with frustration, and cursed, “Of course!”

Charles thrust his spear, forcing Arsen Lupin to retreat, and said, “Then should I back off for now?”

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