"Is it King of Chambord Alexander? What's he doing here?" In the basement, four people were quietly cultivating. The first to open his eyes couldn't hide the panic in his gaze. "Could he have discovered us? That's impossible! There's a connection array on the walls of this secret room, personally blessed by an expert. How could this be?"
At the same time, the other three also noticed the extremely powerful aura emanating from the ground.
"What do we do?" Denisov's shoulder injury had finally healed; the shocking fist mark had faded, leaving only a faint red fist imprint on Pip's face. He was the first to panic, his eyes flashing with madness. "Let's rush out and catch him off guard! If all else fails, we can flee immediately. Hmph, at least we can destroy his Chambord City and destroy his foundation!"
"No!" Rakitić, whose short, white hair stood on end, quickly stopped his reckless companion, saying, "Don't even mention we're no match for him. If we go out and ruin the master's plan, even if we're the last to escape, we won't escape punishment; we'll suffer a fate worse than death!"
"What can we do? We can't escape, we can't fight back, are we just going to stay here and wait to die?" Denisov was both anxious and angry.
The people in the secret room were all powerful figures in their own right, each with their own pride and status.
But at this moment, the words ' King of Chambord Alexander ' seemed to possess a captivating Magic Power, causing these powerful figures who usually looked down upon the world to tremble with fear.
What terrified them about King of Chambord was not just his strength, but also his ruthless, unscrupulous, and decisive cold-blooded nature. If it were an ordinary opponent, they believed that as long as they revealed their true identities, they would be safe. But King of Chambord... their companions who had died at the hands of this audacious young King could already form a long line.
Just then--
"Huh? Wait a minute, he doesn't seem to have noticed us, but is looking for someone else..." The first powerful figure to speak suddenly realized something and his expression relaxed.
"Sure enough, he didn't come this way..."
"It seems they're looking for someone else..."
The group breathed a sigh of relief as their fear subsided. They looked at each other in horror, noticing the cold sweat on each other's foreheads.
Sun Fei arrived at the back garden of the Chambord City Church.
In early spring, the lawn in the garden was already tinged with a light emerald green. In the flowerbeds, tender green dots peeked out from the brown soil, sprouting two green leaves, like curious little elves observing this unfamiliar world. Opposite the flowerbeds, green vines had already climbed all over the walls of the blue stone house, and butterflies were fluttering and dancing leisurely in the garden.
Sun Fei frowned.
He discovered that within this garden, there was a vibrant life force of plants and trees, several times stronger than outside, flowing freely and energetically. The wood element was far more active than in other places, and the air had become warm and moist. It seemed that spring in this little world arrived earlier and faster than outside.
Just then, a gaunt figure slowly emerged from the stone house opposite, supported by two maids.
This was a handsome young man with short blond hair. His face was exquisitely beautiful, every part of him like a work of art meticulously sculpted by the gods, perfect and flawless. His eyes were large and bright, clear as autumn water. Anyone who looked into his eyes would feel an irresistible urge to be close to him. However, his skin was pale, almost bloodless, giving him a strange, sickly, and tired beauty.
This blond-haired boy was undoubtedly the most handsome and beautiful man Sun Fei had ever seen. Even the Saint-Germain Crown Prince Gilano, with his captivating eyes, and the Zenit Empire's number one handsome man, the second prince Dominguez, paled in comparison to this blond-haired boy.
The two girls supporting him were both around fifteen or sixteen years old, with beautiful and delicate features, exquisite figures, and fair and smooth skin as white and tender as freshly peeled scallions, radiating vitality. Both of them wore tight-fitting emerald green outfits, and each had a huge war bow slung across their waist. The quivers on their backs were filled with long arrows with white feathers, and the bows and arrow shafts were a pale green, as if they could not live without the color green.
"You've arrived." A smile spread across the blond boy's face, as if he were greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"You knew I was coming." Sun Fei's figure flashed, and he instantly appeared on the opposite side of the flower bed.
This action immediately put the two pretty green-clad girls supporting the blond boy on high alert. Before they knew it, longbows were drawn in their hands, the bows drawn to their Full Moon, the sharp arrowheads shimmering with green fluorescence, swirling around the three like fireflies. An extremely sharp aura emanated from them.
These two seemingly frail girls possessed surprisingly strong archery skills. Sun Fei estimated that, in terms of archery prowess alone, they were probably no less skilled than the two archery Valkyrie of Chambord City, the Valkyrie Elena and the [ Son of the Wind ] Torres.
Sun Fei simply smiled slightly.
The golden-haired, eccentric young man whispered something in the ears of the two girls in a language Sun Fei had never heard before, but which sounded as melodious as the wind rustling through the forest. The two girls then put away their bows and arrows, glanced at Sun Fei silently, and turned back into the stone house. However, Sun Fei could feel two beautiful yet cold eyes watching him nervously through the cold walls of the stone house.
"Actually, you should have come a long time ago, shouldn't you? I've been living here for a whole year. You discovered me a year ago, but you only came now. Speaking of which, I should thank you for taking me in." The handsome young man looked pale, as if a gust of wind could blow him over, but his demeanor was extremely composed. He stood there quietly, exuding an indescribable air of elegance and nobility, as if he were a born king. Even in his momentary setback, he did not lose his kingly demeanor.
Sun Fei's gaze lingered on the blond youth's ear for a moment, a look of shock flashing deep in his eyes. He asked calmly, "A year ago, the one who broke into the back mountain of Chambord City and fought with me, was that you?"
"It's me."
"Eleven months ago, the Imperial Knights' Hall led an army to invade Chambord City. At the critical moment, a divine dragon appeared and beheaded a Three-Star Class knight of the Knights' Hall, helping Chambord City escape this calamity. Was that you?"
"It was me too."
"So, does that mean we can be friends?" Sun Fei asked with a smile.
For some reason, after a brief encounter, Sun Fei couldn't help but categorize the slightly sickly blond boy in front of him as a friend. His [ Barbarian Mode ] heightened senses detected no hostility from the boy; instead, he felt a faint sense of closeness.
"Being able to become friends with Chambord City would be the best thing of all." The blond, handsome young man smiled and nodded, his words like a gentle spring flowing beside his ear, giving him an extremely comfortable and pleasant feeling.
"Since we're friends, shouldn't we introduce ourselves first?" Sun Fei's eyes gleamed with a relaxed and sly light.
The blond-haired boy paused for a moment, then a wry smile appeared on his lips. He said, "I never imagined that the King of Chambord, whom the people of Chambord revere as a god, would be so cunning. You've already figured out my origins, so why do you insist on hearing me admit it myself?"
Sun Fei said seriously, "Even if I could be 99% certain about something, I'd still rather believe what my friend says than my own guesses."
The blond, handsome young man paused, a strange glint in his eyes. He looked intently at Sun Fei's expression, then nodded firmly, as if making a difficult decision. He smiled and said, " King of Chambord is indeed King of Chambord. Although this is only the first time I've spoken face-to-face with His Majesty, my intuition tells me you are a truly trustworthy friend. However, I must point out that my background might cause you trouble. Do you still insist on knowing?"
"Making friends is not a problem, even if it involves trouble."
"Hahaha, very well, Your Majesty guessed correctly, I am indeed..."
The blond boy opened his mouth, about to reveal his identity and origins, when suddenly a hurried female voice came from the blue stone house behind him. The voice was melodious, like a nightingale's song in a secluded valley, and it was the mysterious prophecy Sun Fei had heard earlier. The tone was grave, as if to stop him from continuing.
Second update.
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