Angela's situation surprised Sun Fei.
However, the princess's words made Sun Fei realize that he had been neglecting his fiancée's life lately. The two of them hadn't even had a proper chat, let alone enjoyed romantic moments together. Thinking of this, Sun Fei felt a pang of guilt.
Regarding the Princess's future plans, Sun Fei felt he should have a good talk with this pure, kind, and beautiful girl. Although His Majesty the King was somewhat chauvinistic, his body contained a soul from another time and space that had been influenced by five thousand years of glorious civilization, and he was absolutely incapable of being an autocratic ruler who could take on everything.
Having made up his mind, Sun Fei looked at the huge map of the empire's territory on the wall, and then at the area marked with red magical fluorescent symbols along the long border in the northwest of the map. He was already strategizing how to deal with the impending war.
Not all of Chambord City's experts can be brought to the battlefield. With chaos looming and the air thick with madness and Bloody, Sun Fei must first ensure the safety of Chambord City.
This time, if it weren't for the Krasic incident, Sun Fei might not have really intended to go to the frontier to fight.
Just then, a guard outside the hall loudly announced that a soldier wearing blood-red [ Iron-Blooded Camp ] armor had run in, handed a document to the princess, saluted, and quickly left without glancing at Sun Fei once.
"Is there news?" Sun Fei's heart skipped a beat.
"Still nothing," the eldest princess said, shaking her head as she finished reading the letter and handed it to a maid beside her for tidying. "You must understand, we are currently searching for three super-strong individuals with Moon Class strength, not some petty thugs. Besides, they have an undercover organization in the capital providing assistance. Therefore, I need a little more time."
"Time?" Sun Fei curled his lip in dissatisfaction. "You know, I'm going to fight for the empire in three days. I don't want to wait three days for news."
The eldest princess ignored Sun Fei's dissatisfaction and smiled, saying, "It depends on your luck. If you're lucky, I might be able to find them within three days."
I've always been very lucky.
Sun Fei turned and walked towards the exit of the main hall. After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and stared at the Princess's deep blue, captivating eyes, a mysterious smile playing on his lips, "I've prepared a little program; I think Your Highness would be very interested in watching it!"
"Oh?" The princess rose gracefully, seemingly understanding something. "In that case, I would be most pleased."
The capital city.
Inn District.
An unassuming little courtyard.
" The Zenit search is becoming increasingly thorough; this place is probably no longer safe. We must find another location," the beautiful woman, Frankie, suggested to Costacurta and the others after returning from her second intelligence gathering.
The three powerful figures who had been circulating their internal energy to heal their injuries stopped and put away the dazzling Dou Qi aura emanating from their bodies.
After half an hour of treatment, the three of them were in much better condition.
Most of the tiny wounds on Huntelaar's body disappeared, and the invading blue Dou Qi was mostly expelled from his body. The shocking wound between Amauri's neck and abdomen gradually healed, turning into a deep red bloodstain covered with terrifying flesh buds. Although Costacurta's armor was still tattered, the wound on his leg that had almost severed his right leg was nearly healed.
Moon Class experts possess incredible vitality, with physical energy far exceeding that of ordinary martial artists. Their physical functions have undergone a qualitative change, resulting in extremely strong recovery abilities. Ordinary wounds, no matter how severe, can heal in just a few hours as long as they don't involve severed limbs. However, the wounds of Amauri and the other two were invaded by Krasic's incomparably powerful azure Dou Qi, which continuously damaged and exploded within their bodies, making the situation more troublesome and causing them to suffer from pain and delaying their recovery.
"Indeed, there are clever people among the Zenit. Given time, they will eventually realize that we are hiding here and need to move to another place." Costacurta nodded in agreement.
"Where to?" Ajax's One Sword, Huntelaar, looked at the group expressionlessly and said coldly, "Are you familiar with the Zenit capital? I think we should activate some of our personnel hidden in Saint Petersburg to arrange our departure as soon as possible!"
"It's best not to. These are critical times. We can't yet confirm whether those people hiding in Saint Petersburg are still safe and secretive. Perhaps they've already become Decoy, Zenit are just waiting for us to contact them!" Frankie thought for a moment and skillfully reminded the One Sword of Ajax.
"Hmph!" Huntelaar sneered, "You lowly woman, a creature of insignificant strength, like an ant. If it weren't for the fact that you still have some ability, what right would you have to speak before me? Get out of my way!"
"You..." Frankie already knew from their previous interactions that this Ajax swordsman was actually an extremely individualistic, arrogant, conceited, and stubborn guy who liked to throw tantrums and vent his frustration at Krasic on others. But she never expected that this gorilla-like guy would be so domineering.
A surge of anger welled up within her, and she wanted to retort, but in that instant, this beautiful young woman, unusual for her age, quickly suppressed her anger. Ignoring Huntelaar, she turned to Costacurta and calmly said, "Father, when I went out just now, I selected several good temporary hiding places. These places have been repeatedly searched by the Zenit people, so they are absolutely safe for the time being. Moreover, they are very close to the city gates, and we can leave the capital as soon as we have the chance!"
Costacurta nodded.
The renowned Eindhoven general was very satisfied with his daughter's calm demeanor despite her anger. As Eindhoven's top general, Costacurta's greatest regret was that he never had a son to inherit his title and status; he only had this one daughter as his heir. However, he was gratified that Frankie had been very interested in war since childhood and had shown the military talent of a great general. She was able to endure hardship and training, and she also had the shrewdness to keep her emotions hidden. She was indeed a prodigy.
Therefore, over the years he has been raising his daughter as his successor, passing on all his knowledge and experience in leading troops to her. This time, bringing Frankie to Zenit Saint Petersburg to participate in the operation to kill Krasic was perhaps an opportunity to train this fledgling whose wings were gradually growing stronger. Who knew that things would change and the group would encounter danger? However, Frankie's calmness and prudence in the dangerous environment made Costacurta even more gratified.
The veteran general was determined that once he escaped this danger and returned to Eindhoven, he would defy all opposition and ensure that his daughter inherited the family patriarchship and his own power in the army.
However, at that moment, the veteran's expression changed, as if he had sensed something.
A wry smile played on his lips, but his expression quickly returned to calm. He looked up at his daughter's face intently, then suddenly said calmly, "I suddenly have a craving for your honey-glazed cod. Go and prepare some ingredients, and once we've changed our hiding place, you can make it for me!"
Honey-glazed cod?
Frankie was taken aback.
My father usually loved this dish I made for him the most; he would always ask me to cook it for him after a victory. But now, under these circumstances...
Looking at her father's expression, the girl saw a rare tenderness and kindness on his usually calm and stern face. Although she was a little puzzled, Frankie obediently went outside. After reverting to her female attire, she did not attract the attention of the Zenit people, and buying some ingredients such as cod and honey was naturally not difficult.
But at such a dangerous moment, why did my father, who has never been fond of luxury, suddenly crave honey-glazed cod?
Something seems off!
Frankie carefully avoided the attention of passersby, walked out of the courtyard, and turned into a small alley. The more she thought about it, the more something seemed off. Suddenly, as if she understood something, she was about to turn around and hurry back...
Just then--
"How did you find this place? You..." A furious roar, both startled and enraged, suddenly rang out from the courtyard nearby, drawing the attention of countless people like a thunderclap.
Frankie looked up, her body stiffening as if struck by lightning.
Despair welled up in the girl's beautiful eyes.
She watched as countless fully armed Zenit soldiers quickly surrounded the small courtyard where her father and his two companions were hiding. Twenty skilled warriors in linen robes, carrying longswords, stood excitedly in front of the soldiers, blocking any possible escape route. These twenty men were all experts from Zenit Martial Saint Mountain, possessing considerable strength. Even if she managed to pick one of them, Frankie knew she would be no match for him.
Of course, these were not the real reasons that drove him to despair.
What truly made her give up any hope was that tall, upright figure, that incredible figure.
Last night, atop Martial Saint Mountain, it was this young Zenit man, seemingly like the boy next door, who single-handedly fought against his father, who was at the peak of his power, without being at a disadvantage. Costacurta's strength was like that of a god in Frankie's eyes; even she herself was nearly cleaved in two by this young Zenit expert's One Sword in the previous night's battle. In that split second, facing this young Zenit master, Frankie felt helpless despair for the first time in her life. If her father hadn't pulled her back, Eindhoven's most proud future female warrior would probably have already vanished as a Martial Saint Mountain Zenit.
What will happen now that this terrifying individual has found his father and two others who are still recovering from serious injuries?
Frankie felt a chill run through her.
First update, two more to come.