Cutting the Weeds and Eliminating the Roots

"You!"

The young man in the brocade robe exclaimed in horror, "Didn't you say you were from the Ulada Magic Academy?"

Bate's expression also shifted slightly, "Young Master, be careful. He is no ordinary warrior, but a well-trained assassin."

"The technique he just used was an assassination skill!"

"Good eye." Jonathan looked at them with a beaming smile, a smile that made the two across from him tremble with fear.

"Now, can we talk properly? You are from the Bred Family, I know that. But what about her? Who is she?"

"And what is your relationship to her?"

The young man in the brocade robe wanted to snap back and ask what business it was of his, but remembering the strength the young man before him had displayed, he swallowed the words back down.

"She is naturally a member of my Bred Family."

"Her name is Sanita Bred, and she is my aunt."

"Aunt?" Jonathan frowned. "If she is your aunt, why treat her like this? You Breds have absolutely no aristocratic refinement. Do you even know what it means to respect your elders and care for the young?"

The guard named Bate said, "Since you know this is a private matter for the Bred Family, I wonder if you could let the Young Master and me leave."

"He is the son of the head of your Bred Family?"

"Yes."

Jonathan hesitated for a moment, appearing to be in deep thought. After a long while, he smiled slightly and said, "However, this lady is about to become my stepmother—that is, my father's wife—which makes things a bit difficult for me."

The young man in the brocade robe finally understood; he realized the other party was intentionally toying with them. His spoiled, pampered temper flared up, and he could no longer hold it back, cursing, "You are playing us for fools!"

"Your strength is decent, but you should know that she is a woman wanted by Grand Duke Hanna."

Jonathan picked at his ear and said impatiently, "How did another Hanna pop up? Who is he?"

"Grand Duke Hanna is the youngest brother of the King of the Bandas Kingdom, and the one he dotes on the most. He wields immense power. If you offend him, don't even think about surviving in Black Phoenix City."

"The King's brother? Why does this plot sound so familiar?"

Jonathan muttered to himself.

At this moment, Sanita said with tears streaming down her face, "Jonathan, Abraham, don't worry about it. I will go back with them."

"This is my fate; I cannot escape it."

"Abraham, having your care during these days, I already feel that the heavens have been incredibly kind to me."

"Thank you."

Pearls of tears slid down her beautiful face, a sight that would make anyone feel pity for her.

"Aunt Sanita, since I have called you Aunt, we are family. My old man has finally managed to change; if he loses you, he will just go back to living his life in a daze."

"If he ends up like that, I won't be happy."

"And when I'm not happy, I want to kill!"

An intense, extreme killing intent radiated from him. The young man in the brocade robe seemed to be hit by such killing intent for the first time; he felt as if he were hallucinating, with red mist permeating everything.

His figure flashed and vanished. Bate was not like the young man in the brocade robe; one look told you he had experienced many battles, and his willpower was quite strong.

However, he could not sense Jonathan's presence, so he looked left and right, constantly scanning his surroundings.

Jonathan appeared silently behind the young man in the brocade robe and struck him with a palm, causing him to vomit blood. He then scooped up Sanita, leaped lightly onto the roof, moved a few times to reach Abraham's side, and handed her over to him.

With the addition of the Gravity Spell, Bate's speed was slowed down many times over, and he found it difficult to even fully swing his greatsword.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Bate supported the young man in the brocade robe. The youth coughed up more blood, his face twisted as he said, "Bate, kill him for me! I want you to kill him!"

Bate looked troubled, "Young Master, he is both a mage and a warrior, and at least a Level 5 Mage. His warrior strength is also formidable; I may not be his match."

"I don't care! I want you to kill him, no matter what it takes!"

"With this kind of character, you are what your family raises. No wonder you are declining generation after generation."

He looked at Sanita on the side and said, "Aunt Sanita, I didn't mean you. Your upbringing and temperament are quite good."

"A Marquis, a Grand Duke, and the King's brother—it seems the Bandas Kingdom is no longer a place to stay." Jonathan said, "Father, after this is over, you and Aunt Sanita should go live in the Yulan Empire or the O'Brien Empire. I will cover the expenses."

As he spoke, he looked at the two in front of him again.

"As for you two, to save you from sending word back, you might as well die here."

Feeling Jonathan's killing intent erupt completely, Bate hurriedly pushed the young man in the brocade robe away and shouted, "Young Master, run! Run as far as you can! I will try to hold him off!"

Jonathan walked toward Bate step by step. After casting the Swamp Technique, Bate, already under the effect of the Gravity Spell and carrying a heavy greatsword, could not dodge in time even after realizing something was wrong with the ground beneath him.

He sank directly into the swamp, as did the young man in the brocade robe.

"Want to escape? Do you think that's possible?"

A black light flashed, and the young man in the brocade robe died on the spot. Sanita looked on with sorrow, not daring to watch, as he was, after all, her own nephew.

Bate channeled a large amount of battle qi, trying to break free from the swamp. He used his greatsword as a stepping stone, leaped high, kicked off the wall, and landed on the roof.

He glanced at the dead young man in the brocade robe and then ran directly into the distance.

Jonathan sneered coldly, following behind at a leisurely pace, and the two of them soon left the vicinity of Blackstone Town.

Suddenly, Jonathan accelerated, transforming into a streak of black light as he caught up to and overtook Bate.

Logically speaking, a level seven Bate should have been faster than a level six warrior.

However, Jonathan had intentionally trained his speed since childhood, and he had obtained several secret techniques for explosive muscle power from Xue Yan; furthermore, as long as he controlled the output of his Gravity Spell, he could make his body truly as light as a swallow.

Therefore, in just a moment, he caught up to Bate.

His top speed could be said to be no worse than that of a peak level eight warrior.

"Gravity Spell!"

Jonathan cast the earth-style magic once more, and this time he used his full strength to cast a level seven Gravity Spell.

Bate's expression changed, his footing became unstable, and as a black glint flashed before his eyes, his throat was slashed directly, leaving him no time to even react.

Before he fell, he saw a pair of cold, emotionless eyes.

Jonathan took out a bottle of Corpse Dissolving Water and dripped just a few drops onto him; green smoke began to rise from the body, accompanied by a constant sizzling sound, and in a moment, nothing was left behind.

It could truly be said that not even a bone remained.

After finishing, he returned to Blackstone Town, where Abraham was dealing with the other corpses.

Jonathan stepped forward to use the Corpse Dissolving Water again, then asked, "How is Aunt Sanita? Is she alright?"

Abraham sighed and said, "It was quite a shock for her, so I told her to go inside and rest."

"Oh, then what do you think about the suggestion I made earlier for you two to go to the Yulan Empire or the O'Brien Empire?"