at the same time.
A kilometer upstream from the Chambord camp, there is a heavily fortified Barracks that is almost ten times the size of the Chambord camp.
Inside the large black tent in the very center, a lone figure sat on a rough stone, gently wiping the long sword in his hand.
The sword is an ordinary sword.
However, a chilling and sharp aura lingered around him.
This aura was like countless invisible Sharp Sword spreading outwards at the same time, a terrifying and sharp aura surging and violently erupting. However, he controlled this aura very well within ten meters of his body. A Jimo yet excited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had finally found a toy that he could lower his head, stop and take a closer look at.
"Eighteen years old, a man who defeated the Golden Knight Sutton, hmm... worthy of my wrath!"
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, the golden Sun had already set behind the giant peak on the western side of the Moro Mountains, with only half of its smiling face remaining. Night was falling over the twenty-mile camp area. After the daytime drills and preparations for war, the camps of each vassal state became noisy and bustling. Soon, the entire plain was filled with clamor.
Nightfall is the busiest time of day in the camp.
Within the twenty-mile-long camp, besides the elite warriors from the various participating vassal states, there were also numerous merchant caravans from all over the empire, as well as performers and vendors, filling the area. The Martial Combat Competition was also a grand event for them, brimming with business opportunities. They gathered in a special area designated by the empire, and as night fell, they began to hawk their wares. In an instant, the entire twenty-mile-long camp was brightly lit, filled with the sounds of various vendors, bustling and noisy like a bustling marketplace. The air was filled with the aroma of wine and meat, laughter, shouts, and yells, a cacophony of human voices, horse calls, and beast roars, creating a truly lively scene.
"To take revenge yourself, you must first improve your strength. However, one person's strength is always limited. To kill Kulun under the heavy protection of the Ptolemy Family, you can only become a lone wolf wandering in the shadows. You must possess the most outstanding killing skills, be familiar with the structure and function of every part of the human body, learn to understand the psychology of all kinds of people, learn to hide and protect yourself, learn to seize opportunities, learn to be patient, learn to choose opportunities, learn to plan, learn to distinguish illusions, learn to confuse your opponents, learn to use various weapons... Of course, most importantly, you must learn to harden your heart!"
Inside the Chambord camp, Sun Fei was instructing Inzaghi and four orphans who had survived from the Hot Springs Pass slums on their martial arts training, word by word.
These four orphans, named Cavani, Michael Owen, David Trezeguet, and González Raúl, endured unimaginable hardships in their childhood. Having survived a near-death experience witnessing the deaths of their loved ones, they were traumatized and developed a maturity far exceeding that of ordinary people. Their deep-seated hatred hardened their hearts, making them ruthless even when wielding a knife. While they lacked Inzaghi's extraordinary talents, they possessed the inherent advantages to become assassins. The four orphans were as close as brothers to Inzaghi, and their loyalty to their savior, Sun Fei, was absolutely guaranteed. Therefore, Sun Fei had resolved to train these four orphans into assassins like Inzaghi. The idea of cultivating bodyguards that had lingered in his mind could finally be realized. These five boys would be the first batch of deadly assassins trained by Sun Fei.
"Assassins, darlings of the night who roam the shadows, may lack illustrious names, yet they can achieve remarkable feats..."
Sun Fei switched to [ Assassin Mode ], unleashing his full inner True Qi without any concealment. No one could clearly sense this elusive, sinister, and mysterious aura. His body swayed, shifting positions twenty or thirty times within the camp, yet the sharp feeling he gave remained unchanged after each shift. It was a strange state; you knew a terrifying assassin was standing beside you, but you couldn't help but ignore him, as if you had forgotten him.
"Before you actually practice assassination techniques, you need to cultivate Dou Qi and improve your body's sensitivity to external changes..."
Having let Inzaghi and his four companions experience what it's like to be a true assassin, Sun Fei handed Inzaghi a very ordinary One-Star Class Dou Qi manual and a training manual for assassins that he had compiled after consulting countless Diablo World assassin professional manuals and techniques, as well as Akara, Kashya, and Uncle Cain. He instructed Inzaghi to keep it safe and to diligently study and practice with his four younger brothers according to the requirements.
Sun Fei's skills all come from the world of Diablo, so it's unrealistic to expect Inzaghi and the others to learn these skills. Therefore, the only way is to first have the five of them condense Star Vortex, generate qi sensation, and cultivate Dou Qi before they can learn assassin skills according to the Dou Qi manual that Sun Fei created himself. To be honest, so far, Sun Fei doesn't have the best guidance on how to truly make these disciples into the terrifying assassins he imagines, Zongheng and unstoppable. Everything is still being explored.
After instructing his apprentice, Sun Fei had some free time to take a tour around the camp.
He quickly sensed the unusual atmosphere around him, tense and filled with hostility. Of course, some hesitated about whether to extend an olive branch. The Chambord camp seemed to have become a significant focal point within the Twenty Mile Camp. However, His Majesty the King was unconcerned about this situation, as what attracted him more was the bustling, almost nighttime atmosphere of the camp. As a homebody who rarely went out in his previous life, strolling through roadside stalls was one of his few hobbies. The night market in the Twenty Mile Camp was not only lively but also full of exotic charm. Many interesting things that could not be seen in Chambord City could be found here. This made Sun Fei unsurprisingly tempted to take a beautiful woman to stroll through the night market.
Many people speculated that after receiving the challenge from the Seventh Judgment Knight — the Bloody Knight Krud— King of Chambord would at least feel immense pressure, if not be terrified, and prepare a quiet room to calm his mind and conserve his strength. However, when they saw King of Chambord first instructing his soldiers in martial arts, then cheerfully circling the camp, and finally seemingly beckoning his men to continue wandering deeper into the camp's night market, they were utterly bewildered.
However, Sun Fei's plan to travel with his girlfriend did not actually come to fruition.
Just as he had Oleg and Torres prepare the magic carriage and were about to call Angela and Jima to go out, a group of more than ten tall knights in bright armor suddenly galloped in from afar, causing chaos in the camp. However, few dared to curse, because the double-headed bear crest of the Imperial Royal Family was engraved on the knights, proclaiming their status as royal guards. Even in a first-class vassal state, no one dared to show any disrespect to these knights who represented the majesty of the Imperial Royal Family.
The knight rode up to the front of the Chambord camp and unexpectedly stopped. The tall, burly man at the head of the group dismounted, had the Chambord City announce his arrival, and then entered the camp alone. He approached Sun Fei, looked him up and down for a moment, gave a slight bow, and Earth Inquiry, "Could you be His King of Chambord Alexander?"
"It is indeed I, the King."
"My master requests that His Majesty meet me at the Wind Whisper Tavern in the camp."
Sun Fei was slightly taken aback. "Who is your master?"
The tall knight took out a piece of white folded paper, carefully handed it to Sun Fei, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty will understand at a glance."
Sun Fei unfolded the letter, only to find four characters written on it: --
An old friend invited me.
An old friend invited me? Who is this old friend?
Sun Fei was a little confused. The four characters were delicate and clearly written by a woman, but he didn't seem to have any familiar female friends near the capital. Could it be the Princess? Suddenly, Sun Fei smelled a faint fragrance emanating from the letter. The scent was both familiar and strange, and some not-so-distant memories suddenly came to mind.
Could it be her?
This made Sun Fei even more puzzled.
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