The First Magic World War

Chapter 426: 395. Charles Mecklen Meets His Majesty Brittany (5,000 words chapter, seeking monthly tickets)

Antonio showed no expression, his whole body exuded a chilling murderous intent!

When he saw Charles, he only said one sentence, “Very good!”

Even the other knights of the Brittany Family looked at Charles as if he were one of their own.

There was no helping it, Charles had performed as well as he possibly could.

He had even arrived in Strasbourg earlier than the Knighthood of the Brittany family.

In the eyes of the knights of the Brittany Family, Charles could only be doing this for Anne, for the Countess, and it couldn’t possibly be for His Majesty the Emperor.

In all of Fars, no noble was seen to publicly denounce the false king and swear vengeance for Emperor Julius Axler upon receiving the news, nor did anyone march without leaving themselves any way out.

To all the knights of the Brittany Family, Charles was truly one of their own!

Even the Earl had acknowledged Charles’s reliability, otherwise, he would not have come to his camp, and Antonio had recognized Charles’s actions with a simple “very good,” but coming from the mouth of the strongest in Fars, it wasn’t that simple.

Despite this, Charles could still feel the oppression of this knighthood.

Earl Brittany had not brought all of his knights; only nine “Sacred Order” knights had followed him to Strasbourg, including the Earl himself, a total of ten people, representing the entire strength of the Brittany Family.

Everyone could feel an indescribable grief emanating from the Earl.

It was well known that the Earl and his wife were deeply in love, which is why Antonio and Anne received far more paternal love than usual, with Anne even dating the son of a common merchant. The Earl had thought about killing Charles several times, but for the love of his daughter, he had always stayed his hand.

This was already “indulgence.”

When Charles saw the Earl, the verses from Su Shi’s “Years of Life and Death,” Yuan Zhen’s “Once the Seas Were Harder than Water,” Li Shangyin’s “This Love May Become a Fond Memory,” Nalan Xingde’s “An Unfinished Painting of Heartbreak,” Lu You’s “Forty Years of Broken Dreams Vanish Like Perfume,” He Zhu’s “Who Still Darns Clothes at Night by Lamplight,” Shen Yue’s “With One Bow, Perish Forever” flashed in his mind.

As a science student, when he read these verses back in the day, he simply thought they were beautifully crafted, but at this moment, seeing the Earl walking like a living dead, he could somewhat grasp a bit of the deep sadness contained within those beautiful words.

Even the strongest man in Fars could not withstand the fierce strike of fate!

At this moment, Earl Brittany couldn’t even cry.

Charles silently prepared a warm meal for this group of powerful members of the Brittany family and immediately dug a large pit, into which he started to heat and pour hot water.

Antonio immediately understood Charles’s intention and, without hesitation, took off his armor and jumped in, followed by the rest of the Brittany Family’s knights, who all stripped off their armor and jumped into the large pit.

Charles didn’t know how to comfort these people, but he knew that it was best not to speak at the moment.

Charles was about to call for someone to bring towels for the knights of the Brittany Family to bathe, when someone came to report that two more people had arrived outside the camp.

Charles waved his hand, instructing his men to bring the people over.

The two who arrived were Krel Brittany and Ebner Sumei; seeing the scenario, they too took off their armors and, without a word, jumped into the large pit.

After a brief wash, Charles stood up, drew the Blood Rose, planted it in the ground, and knelt on one knee before Earl Brittany, shouting loudly, “Charles Meklen, pays homage to His Majesty Brittany!”

“Only blood can wash away hatred.”

“Redmir Axler who dared to kill Lady Brittany must bear the consequences of the destruction of the Axel Dynasty.”

“The Brittany Family’s members are mostly talented, who knows if they might not make a comeback encircling the land again!”

“Let’s rebel!”

Charles’s mind was somewhat chaotic, his words were impulsive and somewhat incoherent, but each sentence resonated like a great bell, echoing in everyone’s heart.

Krel Brittany also got out of the pit, took out his Knight’s Spear, planted it in the ground, and knelt down, not saying anything.

Ebner Sumei followed his friend, drew his rapier, planted it in the ground, and knelt on one knee, repeating Charles’s first sentence: “Ebner Sumei, pays homage to His Majesty Brittany!”

Antonio was the fourth to climb out of the pit, followed by the knights of the Brittany Family, each kneeling on one knee before Earl Brittany!

No one knew how much time had passed when thunder suddenly roared in the sky and heavy rain poured down, drenching the twelve kneeling figures, Charles felt a bit cold all over and was just thinking about changing his clothes when he heard a fierce roar like that of the Demon King in Hell.

“Redmir! I, Brittany, will not rest until you’re dead!”

“Return my wife!”

A dark aura billowed around Earl Brittany, as if the Evil God had descended, and he pointed a finger.

Charles shouted, “Attack the city!”

Clothes had already been prepared for the knights of the Brittany Family to change into something dry, but now with the rain pouring down, the knights could only wear their wet clothes, yet no one felt a hint of discomfort, each one’s heart blazing with fervor.

At Charles’s command, the huge Westwind Knights surged again, charging towards Strasbourg.

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