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Chapter 393

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On his retina, lines of words appeared from bottom to top.

[Sub Mission: Clear the Dungeon (Perfect Completion)]

[Clear the Dungeon: Thunder Fortress is blocking your path, you must clear it to fulfill your promise to Mary!]

[Note: The less time spent, the higher the dungeon rating will be]

...

[Activate Sub Mission: Protect the King]

[Protect the King: Arrive at Riverdale, the capital of Warren, within 3 hours, protect King James VIII from Jeanne James]

[Note: The less time spent at the palace, the higher the dungeon rating will be if King James VIII is not harmed by Jeanne James]

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The first sub mission appeared when Kieran made a promise to Mary.

But the second one …

"Only after completing the first one will there be a second one?

A chain mission? "

Kieran wondered in his heart.

Although he really wanted to think about this first Chain Mission in detail, his rationality told him that he had to do what he had to do.

[Night Owl Token] appeared in Kieran's hand.

[Spend 1000 Points to summon the Night Owl? Yes/No]

"Yes!"

Kieran answered in a firm tone.

Instantly, the token with the special patterns on it, the size of a palm, shone with a purple radiance.

When the light faded away, a huge, strong, red-eyed black horse appeared in front of Kieran. It was much stronger than a common warhorse.

Because of the connection, the Night Owl intimately rubbed its head against Kieran's arm.

After caressing the Night Owl's head a few times, Kieran jumped up the horse.

Grand Master [Riding] didn't just teach Kieran how to ride a horse, it also taught Kieran how to better communicate with the horse.

Although the Night Owl only had the appearance of a horse.

Both of them were connected by heart.

Still, it didn't stop the Night Owl from snorting in enjoyment.

"Hyah!"

Kieran gave a low shout.

The Night Owl's robust limbs tightened, the lines of its muscles becoming clearer. Then, a burst of power followed.

Bang!

Amidst the dull sound, the Night Owl shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

It didn't look like he was running.

It felt like he was gliding.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the sight of the Thunder Fortress soldiers.

After a long time, when Kieran's figure completely disappeared, the soldiers finally reacted.

"Quick! Send the order to the capital! "

"Someone's trying to break through!"

"We've broken through the Thunder Fortress!"

They cried out repeatedly.



Warren Kingdom, Riverdale.

Inside the palace, there was no longer the splendor and luxury of the past, only the sound of the wind and cranes could be heard.

The buildings were still the same.

The decorations were also those decorations.

However, teams of guards armed with shining swords and sabers appeared, causing the entire palace to be enveloped in a somber atmosphere.

The gold and silver lost their lustre.

The gem lost its splendor.

A group of attendants hid in a corner with pale faces, trembling.

Jennie James, who was wearing a scarlet red mantle, strode into the palace. Behind her was the military minister, Folly.

The unmarried middle-aged man, who was over 50 years old, was looking at Jennie James in front of him with an infatuated gaze.

In fact, it wasn't just the military minister.

Most of the people behind Jenny and James had the same look in their eyes.

She was already middle-aged but she still had the face and skin of a young girl.

Especially her eyes.

They could hook one's soul, causing those who looked into her eyes to be unconsciously immersed in it.

The military minister wasn't the first one.

The one behind the military minister wouldn't be the last either.

"Teacher!

Phandle has left His Majesty's side and his teleportation circle has been destroyed by me! "

A pregnant lady with a big belly walked out from the corridor, speaking slowly with a respectful and proper manner.

"Well done!"

Jennie James praised the pregnant lady, her blue eyes glanced over the pregnant lady.

Her gaze didn't linger on her anymore.

Before this, Phandle was the most important chess piece in her plan.

But now?

He was just a slightly more important chip.

"Folly!"

Jennie James called out.

The military minister waved his hand.

Two soldiers beside him walked up to the pregnant lady and she followed the soldiers to the room that was prepared for her.

The moment her teacher sent her to get close to Phandle, she knew what would happen to her.

But …

She dared not resist.

No one knew better than her how powerful her teacher was.

Even her husband, the strongest sorcerer in Warren, couldn't be compared to him.

In the past, all she could do was make her teacher worry about her.

But now, she didn't even have the qualifications to worry about her teacher anymore.

She touched her belly, her face showing a self-deprecating and mocking smile.

"So obedient!

"If only that stupid brother of mine was as obedient as you!"

Jennie James couldn't hold back her laughter as she looked at her disciple's back.

With her laughter, she walked to the front of King James VIII's bedroom.

An old man in a greyish-white robe stood there quietly.

He blocked Jennie James and the others' path.

"Foolish Wright, are you still going to persist?"

Jennie James asked.

"Dear Elder Princess, you've said it yourself, I am Foolish Wright."

The old man said with a smile while stroking his white beard.

"You deserve to die!"

Jennie James waved her hand impolitely after hearing the old man's name.

In the crowd behind him, a figure also wearing a long robe walked out and pointed at White from afar.

Instantly, a unique, formless energy burst out from the tip of the finger and enveloped Wright's body.

Within a breath's time, Wright, who was already old, looked like he had aged another 10 years.

Then, the figure pointed at Jeanne James. Under everyone's gazes, the former eldest princess became younger and younger.

"Time is like a knife!

"Aged One Finger!"

"The power of the Sand of Time is truly something that I can't compare to!"

Wright exclaimed.

That unchanging smile of his had the resolve to see through life and death.

The old man turned around, his gaze seemed to penetrate the closed door and landed on King James VIII who was lying on the bed. He spoke slowly and with great difficulty.

"Your Majesty, I've repaid the late king's kindness!"

After that, the old man's body was like a fossil that had been buried for tens of thousands of years. The petrification started from his fingertip and rapidly spread to his arms.

His life force was depleting at an exponential speed visible to the naked eye.

The same thing that changed was the sleeping chamber behind the old man.

Rocks started to cover the outside of the sleeping chamber as if they were alive.

"You think this can stop me?"

Jennie James's beautiful face showed a smile that could captivate all living things.

"Of course I can't!

But it's good to delay your steps a little!

Maybe … "

"Maybe a miracle will happen?"

The old man's voice was getting softer as he spoke.

"Miracle?

Only the weak, the ignorant would believe in miracles … "

Jenny James scoffed coldly. She continued to taunt the dying old man, but before she could finish speaking, a voice interrupted her.

"Report!!!"

"Someone is breaking through!

He has broken through Thunder Fortress and is heading towards the imperial city! "

The messenger's loud voice echoed in front of the sleeping chamber.

Jenny James was stunned.

Then, her face turned red as if she had been slapped in the face.

The old man smiled.

He said with the last of his strength.

"Look!"

"A miracle has happened!"

PS: Second update ~ (To be continued.)

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