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When night fell, Theresa and Veronica went to Elona Restaurant for dinner after meeting Elder Carolina and the Demon Hunter's Supreme Mentor, Ernst.
Elona Restaurant was a very famous restaurant in Skydome Castle. It specialized in selling fine wine and all kinds of exotic delicacies. The restaurant supplied goods to the entire Old World through Erlengrad in Kislev, and recently, it had added a variety of rare goods from Brittania, including the Winford wine that was hard to find even with thousands of gold coins.
Obviously, the restaurant had a close relationship with Teresa and Aurora.
The sorceress had already booked a private room inside. The room was dimly lit with light yellow magic lamps, silver candlesticks, and cold appetizers on the table. They were frozen cod from Kislöw and Winford wine from Brittany.
Normally, for the nobles, a formal dinner would have a sequence of thirteen dishes. Each dish had its own dining etiquette and strict dining order. However, for those outside the palace, there weren't so many rules. The thirteen dishes were simplified into five. After the frozen appetizer, there was soup, hot appetizer, main dish, and dessert.
She took a sip of the aperitif. "I remember having a candlelit dinner with him in Skyvault Castle. You haven't seen him when he's down and out. Do you know what he was like when I first met him?" Veronica was a little taken aback by the sound of knives and forks clanging against each other. She took a sip of the aperitif. Her cherry lips looked very alluring. "I remember having a candlelit dinner with him in Skyvault Castle. You haven't seen him when he was down and out.
Teresa's eyes lit up. She was very interested in Laing's past. "What was it like?"
"Why should I tell you?" Veronica suddenly laughed. "I've known Laing for seven or eight years. We've been through a lot together. Our relationship is much deeper than you think."
"Your relationship with Laing? How deep? " Teresa put the delicious bread and butter into her mouth. The sorceress tried to learn more from Veronica.
"How deep? About twenty centimeters, "Veronica replied casually, a blush flashing across her sweet face.
“？？？”
The sorceress did not understand what Veronica was talking about.
Veronica stared at Teresa for a while, her fingers clasped together. "You haven't done it with Laing, right?"
"Why … Why are you suddenly talking about this? What does it have to do with you?" Teresa's face turned red at the mention of this question. She said a little stubbornly, "It's between me and him."
"Oh, is that so? I have to remind you, Trovic, that Laing is different from normal men." Veronica looked at the sorceress's fidgety expression. "Since we've barely reached an agreement, I'll give you a piece of advice. Laing is a man with a sense of responsibility and mission. It's very likely the reason the Lady of the Lake chose him as the Chosen One champion. If you do it with him, he won't throw you away. Instead, he'll take responsibility for you."
"I understand." Teresa pondered. The sorceress was also looking forward to doing it with Laing. When she returned to Jialan, her mother had looked at her with disappointment. "You've been with Laing for so long, yet you haven't done it with him? Daughter, you're already thirty-two this year. "
At this point, the main dishes were braised chicken, braised beef in red wine, and seafood chowder. Veronica stopped talking when she saw this. She used a silver knife and fork to cut the meat and seafood, and added a variety of seasonings.
Theresa then realized that Veronica had distracted her from the conversation. The sorceress's mind was not on the meal. Taking advantage of Veronica's distraction, she made her intentions clear. "I'm looking for you this time because I have something to discuss with you."
"Discuss?" Veronica wiped her mouth with a towel. She was not surprised. "Is it about Laing?"
"No, it's about the construction of my wizard tower."
"What does that have to do with me, Trovic?" "Trovic?"
"I have a deal to discuss with you."
… …
Old World, Brittany, Earl of Glamorgan, by the Shinon River.
"Boom!" A huge rock by the river was smashed to pieces by a punch. The loud noise almost reversed the flow of the river.
Laing, who was wearing a gray psionic power armor, was having a physical fight with his elder brother, Ankelon.
Laing's golden Griffin Warhammer and Ankelon's Dwarven Battleaxe clashed. Dazzling sparks flew in all directions. Every time the two weapons collided, there was a teeth-numbing sound. Laing's expression was as firm as a mountain. He held the Warhammer with both hands and attacked Ankelon like a gust of wind.
The attacks were enough to destroy many of the Old World's most ferocious creatures. Many Orc Beast Kings and Green Skin Warlords would die from the attacks.
Laing's opponent was Ankelon. The World Eater geno prototype stood firmly on the ground. His body was like an ancient god of war. He was glowing with an invincible light and red power. Laing's crazy attacks were blocked by Ankelon effortlessly. Then, while Laing was attacking, Ankelon raised his big iron fist and punched toward Laing's face.
Laing was prepared. The Chosen of the Lake Fairy champion immediately dodged. Ankelon's iron fist broke a big rock by the river. Stone chips flew everywhere.
"What?!" Ankelon could not believe his attack had missed. Laing twisted his body in disbelief. His heavy armor spun in the air. The golden Griffin Warhammer was burning with fire. It went for Ankelon's shoulder.
"Dong!" Ankelon's armor shoulder had a layer of paint rubbed off. In the nick of time, Ankelon quickly dodged Laing's attack. He calmly dodged. The battle axe in his hand moved horizontally. Laing's Spirit Exquisite power armor had a long mark. His clothes were torn. Blood dyed Laing's chest red.
"Oh!" Laing grunted. He kept falling back. A powerful spirit light gathered on his path of retreat. When he took two steps back, a white spirit light spear was in his hand.
"This is … Father's skill." Ankelon knew how powerful that skill was. The World Eater geno prototype was serious. He gave up on chasing. He stood where he was and prepared to defend.
"Go!" Laing held his chest. He threw the spirit light spear at Ankelon. The light spear went through the air. It became a rain of destruction. When Ankelon tried to block it, the light spear exploded. The bright light turned into seven or eight light spears. They were all aimed at Ankelon's weak spots.
His face, shoulders, armpits, belly, joints … Every spot that was not easy to defend was attacked by a light spear.
However, this was not a problem for Angelo. He stood still and his tall figure began to spin at an extremely fast speed. A terrifying whirlwind shrouded Angelo's figure. The burning smell of the axe cutting through the air and the sound of breaking through the sound barrier could be heard incessantly.
Tornado Slash!
When the spirit light spears touched the tornado, they were either bounced away or broken.
Ankelon stopped spinning. He stood where he was. Laing appeared in front of him. The golden Griffin Warhammer was burning with a golden flame. It came down from the sky.
Dong! Laing's full power strike made Ankelon take a step back.
The fight between the two brothers was still going on. There were many deep pits in the open space by the river. It was February, and the water of the Shinon River was still frozen. However, the fight between Ryan and Anglo had shattered the ice, and the water was flowing under the ice.
"Hey! Brothers! Brothers! Stop! " While Laing and Ankelon were fighting, a voice came from their side. "Stop, my brothers."
"That voice is …" Laing and Ankelon stopped. "Magnus?"
In their heads, Red Son Magnus's voice sounded. The fallen demon prince of Tzeentch, the original of the Thousand Soldiers, had disappeared after Laing purified him.
"Hey, brothers, it is me. I am Magnus." The illusory image of the Red Son gradually appeared in front of Laing and Ankelon. "Long time no see, brothers. I am talking to you from afar."
"Big brother Magnus? Weren't you brought back to Tara by father? Why are you here? " With Magnus's appearance, Laing and Ankelon stopped fighting. They put down their weapons. Laing began to repair his damaged Seiko Power Armor with psionic energy. Ankelon gave Laing a thumbs up, indicating that he had made good progress.
"Father is a liar, my brothers. He tricked me into coming back to Tara, then made me the Star Beacon Guardian. He locked me on the golden throne to maintain the Star Beacon for him! I finally found a chance to talk to you when he left the palace temporarily! "Magnus said through gritted teeth." What happened to making me a commander?! Father is such a liar! "
"Hey, Magnus, father never said that he was going to make you a commander." Ankelon sneered and pointed at Magnus's image. "I can see that it takes a lot of energy for you to maintain the call, so let's make it short. Magnus, why did you call me and Laing?"
"Yes, brother. You can't maintain this for long," Laing said with narrowed eyes.
"That … Laing, Ankelon, I have thought a lot while I was sitting on the golden throne." Magnus also knew that it took a lot of energy to maintain such a long-distance call. He accepted Ankelon's suggestion and said, "Ten thousand years have passed. Humanity has fallen into eternal damnation and is always on the verge of destruction. The Galactic Empire built by father has become a pile of trash full of decay and ruin. I have thought for a long time, and I feel that we cannot continue like this. We have to change, change completely."
"Change completely?" Laing asked curiously.
"Yes, change completely." Magnus's image rippled. "Have you heard of … the Second Empire?"
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