Chapter 75
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"Your Highness, it's time for you to get up."
In the bedroom of an ordinary house, a golden-haired knight dressed in armor walked into the room and softly called out to the young man on the bed. Hearing the call, the young man opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
This was a golden-haired, blue-eyed man with regular and handsome facial features. His eyes were sharp, and he wore light armor. His whole body carried a swift and decisive temperament.
Vader Heathcliff, the first successor of the Theocracy of St. Maester, was also the current commander of this army.
"Felder, what time is it?"
"It's already six in the evening, Your Highness."
"Is that so … Speaking of which, is it necessary for a marquis like you to wake me up personally?"
Vader glanced at the young man standing beside him. If an outsider saw such a helmeted and armored person coming to wake him up, they would probably think that he was an orderly. Who would have thought that he was actually a powerful marquis of the Theocracy?
Felder Erick, the head of the Erick Marquis, one of the five great nobles of the Theocracy. He was young, but his skills were extraordinary. In his twenties, he was already an expert of Source Level 3. He was Vader's trusted aide and good friend.
No matter which country or region, Extraordinaires who entered Source Level 3 could be called experts. Although it was only Level 1, there was a huge difference between Source Level 4 and Source Level 3. The threshold between Source Level 3 and Source Level 4 was something that tens of thousands of Extraordinaires would find difficult to cross in their lifetime.
And Felder was an accomplished genius at this age. His talent was also top-notch among the many nobles. In addition to the power of the Erick Family, the strongest of the five great nobles, it could be said that he was already an influential figure in the Theocracy at such a young age.
However, such a noble genius did not have a trace of disrespect in front of this young man who had just woken up. When he heard the question, he put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, saying with a smile:
"Of course, it's my honor."
Felder's thoughts blurted out from his heart as he watched the young man's thoughts fly.
Finally, he had reached this point.
Felder was a genius, but compared to the heir of the royal family in front of him, his honors were nothing.
Vader Heathcliff, who had advanced to Source Level 3 at the age of eighteen, learned martial arts from a palace knight of the Kingdom of Knights. At such a young age, he was already so knowledgeable that even the scholars of Bologna knew of his good name.
Such a monarch was naturally worthy of following. Furthermore, Felder and Vader had the same ambitions and ideals, so the two were like-minded.
"How's the search for Wei Duoliya?"
"No results for now."
"As expected," Vader Heathcliff, "Felder Erick to Felder's.
After two hours of sleep, Vader stood up and looked out of the foggy window. Ever since they entered the maze set up by Pante, Vader and Felder had been sleeping for two hours every morning and night without fog and with good vision.
It was Felder in the morning and Vader in the evening. The two of them took turns to keep watch. It would be a lie to say that they weren't tired after the continuous battles. But even so, they still couldn't figure out the location of their opponents.
"The passage of time is disadvantageous to us. We can't delay any longer. Otherwise, the Sanctum might have problems. Do you have any good ideas?"
"I …".......
"Your Highness! Urgent military intelligence! "
“！”
A soldier rushed in and interrupted the Marquis's words, but the two men in the room were not angry. Instead, they turned around in surprise.
After all, there were no enemy forces in this maze. The military intelligence brought by the soldier was definitely not a battle, so there was only one possibility left.
"Deep in Rock Street, there's a reaction from the royal bloodline! It's Princess Wei Duoliya! "
"What's the matter? Is this thing broken?"
In a beautifully decorated room, a black-haired man looked at the detection device on the table and frowned.
This bloodline tracking curse vessel exclusive to the royal family could be said to be quite precious. At present, only three members of the royal family owned it, and the one in the man's hand now came from one of them — Princess Wei Duoliya Heathcliff.
Simply put, it was a student's item.
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