Adon still didn't dare to be careless. After years of fighting on the battlefield, he felt that something wasn't right. This person didn't have the slightest bit of killing intent. As someone from the Empire and Solomon's personal guard, something wasn't right.
This battle wasn't just about his personal honor or disgrace, but also the face of the Stuart Clan. He had to win!
Carolyn continued to observe Solomon, as well as the big kid that didn't exude any aura of an expert or any killing intent. From the looks of it, he appeared to be around 14 to 15 years of age. Furthermore, he was considered to be underdeveloped, with his short hair appearing exceedingly cute.
No soldier could become an expert without experiencing blood and fire, especially in the Empire. Could this person be a relative of Solomon?
There was no need to waste words. In this era, every personal guard had to hand over their lives.
The battle began!
With a roar, Adon instantly moved. Soul power erupted from his entire body as he shot forward like a cannonball. Man and sword as one, soul power and sword fused into one. It was direct and violent, and although it seemed simple, it was the most effective way to kill in close combat!
However, just as he took three steps forward, an arrow of blood shot high into the air. Following that, the arm holding the giant sword flew off Adon's shoulder, along with the heavy sword. They smashed fiercely into the ground not far away!
Potter's charge came to a screeching halt.
What, what just happened?!
Other than Solomon and a few of his followers, almost everyone couldn't believe their eyes.
The silver-haired boy was still standing a dozen meters away, maintaining his previous posture with an unchanging smile on his face. However, the hand holding the sword seemed to be closing.
Carolyn's personal guard's expression changed, but Carolyn smiled faintly and clapped her hands. "What a marvelous sword. The Empire truly lives up to its reputation of being filled with experts."
Enoch returned to Solomon's side, feeling slightly embarrassed. "I'm really sorry. I'm too used to being barbaric and couldn't pay attention to propriety."
"Your highness is too polite. It's unavoidable to be injured in a spar. I still have to thank Enoch for showing mercy. His sword drawing and shrinking technique are extremely exquisite."
Solomon was slightly astonished by Carolyn's words. "Miss Carolyn is indeed worthy of being called an expert in swordsmanship."
Enoch hadn't used any special ability. Instead, he had used extreme footwork and the ultimate assassin's shrinking technique. It was truly inconceivable for a child to use such swordsmanship.
Although there had been a small interlude, both sides had achieved their goals. Solomon had also displayed his strength to the Stuart Clan. After all, only people of the same level had the qualifications to negotiate.
Stuart City was extremely beautiful at night. It was one of the few cities in the Federation where one could see the stars at night.
Tonight, the sky was especially bright, and one could even see the occasional stars peek out in shyness.
Solomon held a glass of red wine as he stood in front of the luxurious floor-to-ceiling view.
This was the height of the 25th floor. Standing here, one would be able to have a panoramic view of the entire Stuart City.
All kinds of lights, like falling stars, formed the night scene of the city. It looked especially prosperous in the dark night.
The negotiations were mostly filled with flattery, but Solomon's words today were sincere. The Federation was indeed much more prosperous than the Empire.
"Such a prosperous and prosperous world is ruled by such an inefficient and corrupt regime." Solomon chuckled as he spoke. He swirled the wine glass in his hand and gently shook it. "There is an old saying in the old era that if you don't accept what the heavens have given you, you will be punished. Enoch, do you understand the meaning of this sentence?"
In the hall behind him, the silver-haired Enoch was frowning as he gnawed on something. He looked over in a daze.
"Hehe, I seem to have asked the wrong person." Solomon smiled and withdrew his gaze from the bustling night scene. "How is your opponent now?"
Enoch thought about it seriously and said, "The mark I left on his severed arm felt that the severed arm was reattached. What a miraculous method."
"The Federation's rune technology is indeed far ahead of us. It's not just in terms of weapons and transportation, but also in terms of medical treatment. These are all resources from the old era." Solomon said. Back then, the resources that were taken away were secondary. What was more important was the talents and technology. This gap had caused the gap between the Empire and the Federation. "What do you think of your opponent?"
"Ah, I don't really care." Enoch frowned as he looked at the pig trotter in his hand. "Their dinner was too disgusting!"
Solomon couldn't help but laugh. He liked Enoch's personality. In his life, there were only three simple things: kill, eat, and be loyal.
Suddenly, Enoch's eyes lit up, and he stopped smiling. Solomon waved his hand, and a pure black envelope appeared on Solomon's table. On the cover, there was a dandelion pattern drawn with silver lines. The silver-white dandelion was extremely three-dimensional, and it was also extremely mature. It seemed that with just a gentle blow, the dandelion on the envelope could be easily blown away, and its seeds would be scattered throughout the world with the wind.
Solomon's face was calm. Even during the day when he was talking to Carolyn about trains and rune cannons, he hadn't been this serious.
After reading the letter, Solomon's expression didn't change. He only heaved a sigh of relief. This prince, who had claimed to be bad at combat in front of Carolyn, lightly brushed his hand over the letter.
There weren't any soul power fluctuations, nor was there anything strange. In an instant, the entire letter turned a waxy yellow, as if it had experienced the passage of thousands of years. Following that, it rapidly weathered and turned into dust, disappearing without a trace!
In the Stuart Clan's conference room, the elders had all agreed with Carolyn's idea. Solomon had indeed walked into a trap.
The rune cannons had been displayed for Solomon to see. It wasn't for the sake of showing off, but to attract his interest. No matter how many armed railways were built, it would only bring money to the Federation. It wouldn't be of much help to the Stuart Clan. The Kaiser Empire had many resources that the Stuart Clan needed. As long as Solomon was provided with what he wanted, they would be quite generous.
As expected, Solomon couldn't help himself when he saw the rune cannons. It was all a ploy.
Of course, the newest generation of rune cannons couldn't be given to the Kaiser Empire. There were still quite a few that had already been eliminated. Placing them in the warehouse would take up space, and selling them to the Kaiser Empire would fetch a sky-high price.
The Kaiser Empire definitely wanted to research them, but these outdated rune cannons were far too lacking in terms of technology and power. The technical difficulty was enough to make the Kaiser Empire suffer. There was also a crucial part. The core of the rune cannons wasn't the body of the cannon, but the shell. This was also a pitfall.
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