That evening, a grand victory celebration banquet was held at the Chambord camp.
The roaring bonfires stained the dark night sky red. Although the streets outside the Barracks were deserted due to the curfews imposed by the two Prince, with only a few armored imperial soldiers patrolling back and forth, the camp itself was unusually lively and bustling. Firelight, fine wine, roasted meat, singing and dancing, wrestling, grappling... the people of Chambord were releasing their joy and excitement to the fullest.
Among the jubilant crowd were the young King of Byzantium Constantine and his lover Isabella. When they visited Sun Fei during the day, they received an invitation from Princess Angela, the future Queen of Chambord, so they dared not delay and specially arrived at the Chambord camp before curfew to attend the victory banquet. After the banquet, the two did not need to leave and could stay overnight at the Chambord camp.
Through the scene that Number One Sword-Testing Platform during the day, many people learned of the close relationship between Kingdom of Byzantium and the King of Chambord, and the appearance of the Byzantium was within many people's expectations.
Surprisingly, besides the few people from Kingdom of Byzantium, there were many strangers in the Chambord camp.
These were all representatives from numerous vassal states and financial powers in the capital, all eager to befriend the Chambord people. During the day, countless people practically broke down the threshold of the Chambord camp, bringing all sorts of precious gifts to express their willingness to form an alliance with the Kingdom of Chambord. These gifts were piled up like small mountains in the camp. Unfortunately, Sun Fei was being chased by a mysterious master and was on the run. This banquet was the best opportunity to get closer to the suddenly emerging and invincible King of Chambord. Therefore, despite the curfew at night, some people still went to great lengths to obtain travel passes and attend the banquet.
"The first toast is to His Highness the God of War!" The crowd cheered, and everyone raised their glasses to drink the fine wine.
"The second cup of wine is to His Majesty King of Chambord. He is an invincible hero, unparalleled in martial prowess, and can be called the number one among the two hundred vassal states. He is the future star of the empire's first general. It is not impossible for him to become the future Guardian Martial Saint!" An old nobleman from the capital, dressed in rich clothes, stood up and proposed to the crowd around him. Immediately, there were many voices in agreement, and people raised their wine cups and looked towards Sun Fei.
The scene fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked to His Majesty the King of Chambord for his statement.
"A toast to the heroes and our friendship!" Sun Fei tilted his head back and drank the wine in the goblet dry.
"A toast to the heroes and our friendship!" The guests were all relieved to see King of Chambord drink his wine so readily.
The Dean Family and Big Family' failed attempt to win over the King of Chambord during the day, only to be ruthlessly humiliated by this suddenly appearing young king in front of tens of thousands of people, created an image of a cold and arrogant ' Mad Wolf.' This made many people worry that the King of Chambord might not be easy to befriend, perhaps a reckless madman. However, it now seems that the situation is much better than expected. At least in the face of 'smiling faces,' the King of Chambord is still understanding and willing to show the goodwill of the Chambord people.
Amidst fine wine and music, the banquet quickly reached its climax.
The guests who came to the banquet took the opportunity to step forward and present gifts, deliberately creating opportunities to talk to Sun Fei and express the goodwill of the people behind them.
Sun Fei, dressed in a long black robe, stood beside Angela, the future princess, who looked as noble as Goddess in a white dress. He exchanged pleasantries with everyone, behaving politely and kindly, showing none of his usual arrogance. The atmosphere at the banquet was very harmonious.
Many people in the Chambord army have received attention and adulation.
Generals like Čech, Lampard, the Heng and Ha, the Two Scoundrels, the Bootlicker Oleg, and Torres received deliberate flattery from the guests, and all sorts of gifts were presented to them. Influenced by His Majesty the King's penny-pinching style, everyone accepted the gifts without hesitation. Meanwhile, the four orphans from the Hot Springs Pass slums —Philip Inzaghi, Owen, and two others—as the chief disciples of the King of Chambord, despite their lack of strength and power in the army, were also showered with flattery due to their special status, even becoming the most popular among the guests. Perhaps many people believe that children are always easier to fool!
"Your Majesty, something else happened today that I forgot to report to you. Please forgive me!" Seeing Sun Fei return to his seat, the Old Man Zola, carrying a glass of wine, greeted everyone along the way and quietly approached Sun Fei, speaking softly.
Sun Fei flicked his finger, and an invisible wave of Barbarian power enveloped the two of them, isolating their voices.
"Speak, what is it?"
Sun Fei gestured for the Old Man Zola, to sit on the stone chair next to him and explain slowly. For Zola to consider it a mistake and report it immediately, it couldn't have been something simple.
"About fifteen minutes after the duel ended today, a sudden burst of lightning and thunder erupted from the distant Moro Mountains, followed by a deafening roar. It's said that some witnessed an incredible scene—towering mountains collapsed and vanished amidst the noise. Later, according to private tales among the warriors in some camps, an incredibly powerful energy fluctuation emanated from the Moro Mountains, far exceeding the celestial level. If it wasn't two super-tier magical beasts fighting, then incredibly powerful beings were battling there... The entire process lasted exactly fifteen minutes before slowly fading away. For some reason, the capital reacted very quickly, dispatching a large number of powerful warriors to seal off the location and setting up a massive magic array to isolate the area. Now, various rumors are rampant in the camps; some say that one of the assassins, a Moon-level expert, was discovered and killed by Martial Saint Krasich, perishing there..."
The Old Man Zola, revealed news that greatly surprised Sun Fei.
The night was deep, and the demonic moon hung high in the sky.
The celebratory banquet, which had been making a racket throughout the entire 20-mile camp, finally came to an end after midnight.
People began to rest.
The camp quickly quieted down. The bright moonlight shone on the ground, like a layer of white frost, cold and holy. All things in heaven and earth were silent, except for the slight sound of the wind and the long banners fluttering in the wind.
Just then--
A figure, as ethereal and aloof as smoke, suddenly emerged from the central tent of the camp, a blurry, flickering motion as it drifted lightly towards the outside.
The figure moved erratically, drifting like wisps of smoke, incredibly fast. Under the cover of the vast night, it made no sound. Countless imperial soldiers patrolling the streets failed to detect its presence. In less than four or five minutes, the figure had left the twenty-mile camp, cleaved through the imperial outposts and scouts surrounding the camp, and disappeared into the vast Moro Mountains.
Twenty minutes later.
"It should be nearby. I can already faintly sense some fluctuations in power... Hmm? Is that... a battle scene ahead?" In the vast Moro Mountains, on a solitary peak a hundred feet high, Sun Fei stood atop the summit.
He looked out over a kilometer away.
What came into view was a huge, slightly sunken pit, covering an area of more than four or five kilometers in circumference. The area was filled with rubble from the collapse of the mountain range, and even faint traces of sand formed from the pulverization of rocks by terrifying force, scattered like sand dunes... On the rocky mountains surrounding the pit, some shocking cracks could still be faintly seen. With just one glance, Sun Fei was almost instantly certain that this was a scene of destruction caused by the overflowing air currents from a battle between super- Dou Qi battle qi experts, rather than a scene caused by a battle between super-level magical beasts.
"Hiss..." Taking a sharp breath, Sun Fei quickly made a judgment in his mind. "Destroying a mountain range with a radius of four or five kilometers... Such destructive power is definitely not something Star-Rank Warrior could cause. Both sides must be Moon Class experts who have surpassed Star Class. As for whether they are Crescent Moon, Waning Moon, Half Moon, or Full Moon Class experts, it is impossible to determine for the time being!"
What are the identities and backgrounds of these two Moon Class powerhouses?
Sun Fei couldn't be sure for the time being, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered the mysterious super strongman who had chased him in the camp today. A strange intuition told Sun Fei that one of the two powerful figures he had fought was this mysterious super strongman.
In that case, this matter must be clarified.
We need to get closer and take a look!
Sun Fei transformed into a wisp of green smoke, swooping down from the solitary peak and rapidly approaching the deep crater. He was currently in [ Assassin Mode ], his movements unpredictable and elusive, landing silently. Having also consumed a [ Stamina Potion ], his speed was exceptionally fast.
"Huh? No! There's a magic circle!"
Sun Fei's expression suddenly changed.
He sensed a terrifying surge of magical energy suddenly rising into the sky ahead, spinning wildly like a chaotic tidal vortex, threatening to shatter everything that came near. Even with his current strength as a level 36 assassin, he was temporarily unable to resist it, and it was only when he was almost caught in it that he realized the danger. He quickly stopped abruptly, retreating at an even faster speed than when he came.
Boom boom boom--!
A burst of fiery magic flashed, and within a three-meter radius where Sun Fei had just stepped, all the rocks were burned into crimson magma by a flame that suddenly appeared in the air.
Sun Fei stopped twenty meters away, feeling a wave of fear wash over him. If it weren't for the fact that his reaction speed had been pushed to its limit under [ Assassin Mode ], if he had reacted even slightly slower, it wouldn't have been Rock that had turned into lava, but himself.
Because the power of that magical flame far exceeded the level of Six-Star Class.
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