Transcendent Dawn

ꨡ[6Ba~oAr1: Chapter 0781: Girl (Please Subscribe) Chapter 781: Chapter 0781: Girl (Please Subscribe) Moriqui Empire, Year 206.

Jupiter had two wives, five sons, and three daughters.

With his legendary lifespan, he managed to outlive his sons.

He avoided the tragic disputes over power among them and their attempts to undermine each other.

However, he had to endure the pain of seeing his wives, sons, and even grandchildren die before him.

It could be said that he had both gains and losses.

By now, Jupiter was also approaching the lifespan limit of a human legend.

The ambitions of his direct descendants and other successors were beginning to show, bringing a hint of uncertainty to this vast empire…

…

The territory of Purple Kite Flower.

This small territory located in the North covered an area of about five thousand acres.

The territory was ruled by the Baron of the Purple Kite Flower, a mixed-blood of humans and beastmen.

The baron’s emblem was a purple kite flower on a shield, topped with a crown, representing that his ancestors had royal blood.

At this moment, a young girl could be seen riding a horse, galloping down the road: “Haha…

Phil, come and chase me!”

She had wheat-colored skin, her golden curls tied up into a ponytail.

Her body was well-proportioned and strong, her riding skills superb, displaying signs of special training.

“Miss Ilya, please wait for me!”

Behind her, a young knight, or rather an attendant, chased after her desperately.

He had freckles on his face.

They rode up a small hill, looking out across neatly arranged farmland, where farmers were working.

“I have decided!”

Ilya, taking in the outdoor air which seemed to carry the scent of the land, suddenly spoke: “I will run away from home and become an adventurer!

I want to embark on a great adventure like the Mercenary Emperor!”

“Miss…”

Phil’s face held a bitter smile: “Please don’t make this difficult for me.

You’re about to marry the younger son of Viscount Tagel from next door …”

“That stupid, fat pig…”

An obvious look of disgust surfaced on Ilya’s face: “Phil, my knight…

would you protect me?

From his clutches?”

Knight—this was once the title of the lords of city-states.

But after the Mercenary Emperor reformed the noble titles, it became the rank below baron.

Yet, it was still seen as part of the nobility, a starting point.

“My pleasure!”

Phil’s face reddened instantly: “But…

I haven’t completed the training to become a formal knight…”

Formal knight’s training was essentially the initiation to becoming a Super String Warrior.

At this time, the training was held firmly by the nobles, out of reach for the lower class civilians.

Moreover, even the great nobles only had the training methods for a level four Super String Warrior.

How to become a ‘Legend’ was the ultimate secret held by Jupiter.

“It is sufficient…

The mainland is much safer now than it was a hundred years ago.”

It seemed that Ilya already had a plan: “We will pretend to head towards the Imperial Capital, then secretly return.

They’ll never be able to catch us…”

“Good day, you two.”

At that moment, a voice suddenly cut in, startling Ilya.

She dismounted and turned around to see two people.

A young man in a white robe held a book, apparently a scholar.

His eyes reflected profound wisdom.

Behind him stood a spry young boy dressed in hemp clothing, looking clean and alert, seeming like an attendant.

‘Huh?’

Ilya felt a tad strange—she had no memory of these two yet they felt familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.

“Sir, who are you?”

With a vigilant look, Phil blocked the young man from Ilya.

“Allow me to introduce myself…”

The young man smiled warmly: “My name is Turing.

I am a scholar and this is my newly accepted disciple— Tacro!”

With this, he gestured for the young boy to step forward and bow.

“Tacro?”

Phil looked at the boy.

Somehow he felt an inexplicable aversion towards him.

At a glance, he noticed a brand mark on his neck: “Were you a slave?”

“I was, but then my teacher bought me and freed me from slavery.”

Tacro responded calmly without any sign of embarrassment or annoyance.

“Phil!”

Ilya shot her knight attendant a look.

She was confused as to why the usually polite Phil, who abided strictly by the code of the knights, could be so rude to a stranger.

“I apologize, Miss…”

Phil bowed and backed a step, “I was just concerned for your safety…”

“A scholar?!”

Ilya waved off, sizing up Su Lu: “What are your areas of expertise?

My father, the Baron of the Purple Kite Flower, is an educated man who enjoys conversations with various scholars.

I can recommend you to him.”

“I am proficient in various languages and scripts, and have some knowledge of the geography and history of the continent…” Su Lu smiled: “Language is a bridge for communication…One can gain some extraordinary powers through mastering language.

This is the study of Runeology!”

“Nonsense!”

Without thinking, Phil retorted: “The only thing that can grant transcendent powers are the ‘strings’!

Miss, let’s leave now!”

He had already categorized Su Lu and his fellow as charlatans.

“Runeology?

I have indeed never heard of it…”

Ilya mounted her horse: “Interesting scholar, you are welcome to visit my castle!”

She spurred her horse on and it took off like an arrow.

Phil promptly followed.

But just at this moment, several children suddenly ran out of the grass onto the road ahead.

“Ah!”

Startled, Ilya hastily reined in her horse.

She was thrown off from the sudden movement.

“Miss Ilya!”

Clambering off his horse in a hurry, Phil looked at Ilya, who was clutching her leg.@@novelbin@@

He was so exasperated that he could have drawn his sword and slain the mischievous children right there.

“St…Stop!”

Although Ilya was covered in cold sweat from her forehead, she managed to give the order.

“Let me examine it!”

At this moment, Su Lu arrived with Tacro, sighing faintly at the sight of the children who didn’t dare to shed tears although they had realized that they had caused trouble.

He examined Ilya’s leg: “Hmm…

no internal injuries, just a broken leg.”

“You scoundrel!

Is a broken leg a minor problem?”

Phil retorted, “I’ll call for help!”

“No need to go through that trouble…”

Su Lu’s hand materialized several runes.

They interconnected, radiating a green light that fell on Ilya.

The expression of pain on her face rapidly dissipated, replaced by surprise and curiosity.

“I…

I am fine?”

Ilya stood up, jumped a little: “It’s not hurting at all…”

“How can that be possible?”

Phil’s eyes widened in astonishment.

He knew that even for an adult, it would take a long period of rest to recover from a broken leg, and the patient might even end up crippled.

How could it recover instantly?

Su Lu smiled without a word and turned to leave.

“Did you see that?

That’s the power of Runeology!”

Trailing behind him, Tacro finally couldn’t help but whisper.