Chapter 298 (2/2)

As she was walking, a group of kids suddenly dashed out, holding small knives in their hands.

“Don’t move!”

“If you were to move, we’ll kill you!”

The kids snatched away the old woman’s basket and the food in the basket. Another child picked up a book in the basket and looked at the big words 《The Secrets to Sword Training》. He was illiterate, nor did he understand what was written inside.

The child viciously asked, “What book is this? Is this some secret martial arts manual?”

“This isn’t a secret manual.” The old woman’s hands clenched up into fists unknowingly, and fury seemed to flash in her eyes. However, she held it in and said, “This is 《The Secrets to Sword Training》, the book that Fang Xingjian has written.” At the mention of the name Fang Xingjian, the old woman’s teeth seemed to be tightly clenched together, as if she was gritting her teeth.

If Fang Xingjian were here, he would definitely be able to recognize who the old woman was. She was Kaunitz’s aunt, Tresia Clan’s Rebecca.

Back when they had attacked Fang Xingjian, Rebecca had made her escape, eventually ending up wanted for treason. However, she was after all a level 19 Knight, and had managed to make her escape. She had even hid herself in Great Western City. No one knew what she was plotting.

However, she could only disguise herself as an old woman in the commoner district, even needing to tolerate a group of kids slightly older than ten, not daring to lift a hand against them. To Rebecca, who had grown up as an aristocrat and who was extremely arrogant, this was a great humiliation and agony.

Every time she came across something like this, she would hate Fang Xingjian even more.

However, she still had to put up with it. The moment she lifted her hand here, she would immediately be discovered. How many Conferred Knights were there in the Great Western City? Any one of them would be able to crush her easily, with a single finger.

Therefore, she could only patiently explain, “This is just a storybook, it’s not a secret manual.”

However, the kid’s eyes suddenly lit up and he said, “It’s this year’s Regional Champion, Fang Xingjian? That genius who solved all ten levels of mysteries in the Saints Monument? I heard that he’s a commoner?”

Rebecca exhaled and said, “It’s not the Saints Monument, but the Pantheon Monument. There’s also not ten levels of mysteries…” She lifted her head and looked at the kid before her, and then started to wonder why she was explaining this to them. She then said, “That’s the one.”

The kid pushed the book into Rebecca’s arms and said coldly, “Read it out for us.”

Fury grew in Rebecca’s heart, but she calmed down very quickly. She smiled and said, “What’s so good about this book? The things written in it are all lies…”

“Read it!”

A few of the kids brandished their knives, as if they would thrust them into Rebecca at the next moment.

A slight breeze seemed to blow in the alley. It was the air currents caused by the Reduced Force Field.

Rebecca breathed out a long sigh,, then eventually picked up the book and started reading it.

“This is a letter written to everyone who loves sword arts, loves Knights, still hold dreams, and is willing to fight for them…

“This story began in a place called The School of Sword Arts.”