Chapter 279: Royal Wedding (2/2)
”It is great to see you all doing so well!” he said. ”It's been so long since all of us were together in one place, not since the Battle of Generations!”
”It is great to see you as well, old friend,” Leon patted Eric's shoulder and said. ”I see that you are accustomed to ruling by now.”
”Nonsense,” Eric was quick to deny. ”It's all thanks to my mother and brother. They're the ones truly ruling the kingdom; they're just allowing me to rule in order to stay true to my father's wishes. But, enough of that!” He noticed that the topic was straying off to a tasteless subject and chose to reel it back.”
”Emilia should be coming inside any moment now; she was caught up behind helping a child who was almost trampled by our horses.” Eric noticed the confused looks on his friends' faces and quickly explained. ”Our horses are Warhorses, you should know that. And you should know what happens when a Warhorse is approached by a stranger”
True to his word, Emilia walked inside. Her silver hair glowed as she passed under the rainbow flames, while her pure white dress changed colors accordingly. She walked to her friends and wished the couple a happy life.
”What about your brother,” Leon asked, ”is he not coming?” He already knew the answer, since Edward never left Emilia alone.
”Unfortunately, he can't come. A rebellious army marches from the south and plans to attack this place,” Eric explained. ”Apparently, they coordinated the attack with the day of your wedding, knowing that the defenses wouldn't be as strong. And once they took this place as a stronghold, they plan on attacking the other kingdoms and holding the continent for themselves.”
”Who are they? Remnants of the Blood sect?” Stephanie asked.
”Could beBut Ed said they were not. He said that the Blood sect would never rise again, and these people are simply cowards who fought on neither side during the war.”
”Then, could it beDid Ed go to meet them on his own?!” Liza was quick to ask. The very thought of Ed fighting a war on their behalf scared her.
”Yes. He might make it back in time for cake, he said,” Eric smiled at her in order to calm her down. ”In case I don't, he said, present them with this.”
Eric brought out a pure black sword from his spatial ring. It was filled with small white spots, giving it the look of a starry sky. The sword alone exuded an aura comparable with an Immortal cultivator, causing the gallery to widen their eyes in shock.
”Congratulations on your wedding.”
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Far south, where the Blood sect had first engaged the forces of Avalon and the collision, stood a 100.000 man. Opposite to them, was the prince of Avalon, Edward Avalon, on his own.