Chapter 630 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The sun had begun to rise, shadowing the moon. A faint white glow could be seen in the East.

Within the woods, not too far away from Green Tree City, the sound of fighting resonated far and loud, where even those by the edge of the city walls could hear. On the observation deck by the city gate, a soldier donned simply in a half-body armor was looking far into the distance where the fighting was happening. There was some longing in his eyes, but more of it was worry.

When the immortals fought, the mortals would suffer. With two churches engaged in battle, where it was said that more than ten Legendary Masters were present, this battle was going to be crazy. Any shot deviating from the actual target, even to the slightest degree, would most likely bombard Green Tree City.

Of course, Green Tree City was under the protection of a magic array, so it might not necessarily be hit with that much damage. But if the magic array could not withstand the oncoming waves, the unlucky one to be hit first would certainly be him.

“Ugh! How worrying!”

“What are you worried about?” asked a friend who was stationed at the lower deck after hearing the soldier’s lamentation. Out of curiosity, he asked, “You made your wife angry in the morning, so now you have no lunch?”

“You’re the one without lunch!” the sentry replied in a most unpleasant tone. “I am worried about the battle over there. What should I do if they continue to fight like that and the aftermath of their clashing blades or magic come our way?”

The sentry on the lower deck pondered for a moment before saying, “There is nothing to worry about. If we are really going to be affected by their battle, we still have the magic array to block it.”

“What if our magic array can’t block the hits?” the anxiety-ridden sentry asked. “If our magic array can’t block the hits, we will be the first to meet misfortunate!”

“If the hits are not blocked… then we just have to admit that we are in a streak of bad luck,” replied his friend with a bitter laugh. But after giving it some thought, his furrowed brows relaxed, and he said, “As a matter of fact, there is nothing to be afraid of. The attacks of Legendary Masters, they must be awfully powerful! We will most certainly be dead in a flash, there will be no pain at all.”

“Thank you for your comforting words,” replied the sentry on the upper deck as he forced a laugh; then he turned back again, fixated on the place where the intense battle was ongoing.

After a while, he spoke again and said, “Sigh! If only I were powerful enough, I wouldn’t have to worry then.”

“Isn’t it a little too late to be mulling over this now? If you had worked hard when you were young, who knows, maybe you would have been very powerful now,” said their captain with a sneer. He happened to pass by and overhear their conversation. He went on to say, “You are almost ten years older than me, and when I reached your age, most likely I would have advanced up to a high level. But you, look at you, you are not even mid-level! If you had not put in the effort to work hard when you were young, what’s the point in lamenting now?” said the captain, who seemed to get angrier the more he spoke. “Let’s not even talk about when you were young, let’s take the present for instance, you find excuses to run away whenever you are training… with that attitude of yours, how could you possibly become a master?”

“I heard people saying that there was someone who happened to pick up a treasure, or ate some wonderful fruit, then all of a sudden, he became a master…”

“You can stay in that reverie of yours for as long as you please!” said the captain who shook his head and walked away with disinterest.

“Captain, wait!” shouted that soldier who was patrolling the lower deck. He quickly chased after the captain. He had some questions about the topic earlier on.

After listening to his inquiry, the captain fell into a moment of deep thought before replying, “Your worries are unnecessary. No matter how strong these Legendary Masters are, they would not go about wasting their powers. In battle, they need every ounce of strength to vanquish their enemy. If they can’t do so, most probably they will lose their lives. Your worries of any blasts or magic coming our way and destroying the magic array that protects Green Tree City are just foolish conjectures.”

Upon hearing so, the sentry let his worries rest, saluted the captain respectfully and then left hurriedly.

After seeing the sentry leave, the captain frowned. He looked into the direction where the sounds of battle were coming from, and after a long time, he turned around again. Walking a short distance down the street, he arrived at a house that was not very spacious, but well-kept and neat.

“Teacher are you there?” he asked as he knocked on the door.