Chapter 298 - Chapter 298: Chapter 285 Luring the Snake out of the Hole (1/2)
Chapter 298: Chapter 285 Luring the Snake out of the Hole
The azure sea fused with the clear blue sky, forming a magnificent tapestry. Sunshine scattered across the sparkling surface of the water, shimmering like countless diamonds.
The Cyart fleet, which set sail from the East Coast Province, arrived at an island on the White Sea and soon forcefully landed, beginning their battle against the garrison stationed there.
“Help!”
“Sea God, aid us!”
“The Cyart people are here!”
The combat was almost completely one-sided. Bishop Zane was the first to enter the fray, annihilating the enemy forces with overwhelming ease.
“Kill those natives, and avenge the Cyart people!”
“They are all evil heretics, death is too good for them!”
A massive water sphere suddenly enveloped the battlefield, trapping numerous White Sea natives. Trapped in the water with no chance of resistance, they died in terror and desperation.
Zayne calmly absorbed the lives of the natives, showing no trace of compassion.
The morale of the Cyart people was extremely high. They believed that they were destined for victory in this battle, just like decades ago when they first set out to war.
The Fischer family also sent some of their members to join the battle, including Felix and Helen.
Byrne and Darren both felt there was no real threat in this engagement and saw it as an opportunity for an early exercise.
Members of the Fischer family would have to face the battlefield sooner or later, so they might as well get accustomed to it early.
Although the siblings were on the front lines, only Felix killed a member of the Sea God Cult. Helen’s face showed her discomfort throughout, clearly unprepared for the bloody scenes.
All she could manage was to reluctantly record the scenes unfolding on the battlefield with her sketchpad, the red hues of blood filling the entire sky on her canvas.
Darren stood protectively close to his children, hands clasped behind his head, ensuring their safety.
Occasionally, when an Extraordinary Exponent of the Sea God Cult launched a long-range attack, he would nonchalantly raise his hand and use the “Black Knight’s” extraordinary power, “Black Tide,” to nullify the assaults with surging black waves.
“How is this possible?”
The astonished heretical assailants were stricken with fear and killed by other Cyart combatants.
Darren casually observed his palm, squinting as he calculated.
“An extraordinary power that can nullify other extraordinary powers is indeed very useful,” he mused.
He paused for a moment before adding,
“However, using the ‘Black Tide’ also consumes some of my Spiritual Power. At present, my total reserve of Spiritual Power should support me in nullifying the power of high-level Transmutation Extraordinary Exponents about a dozen times.”
“The more powerful the extraordinary power I’m facing, the more of my own power it will consume to nullify it with the ‘Black Tide’.”
Darren shook his head.
“If I were to face a Monarch powerful expert, even a single defensive stand against their strike would likely expend all my effort.”
After killing a Sea God Cult heretic, Felix lowered his head slightly, taking deep breaths, his body swaying slightly.
“Felix, not feeling too good?”
Darren approached with a smile, patting his shoulder with an encouraging look.
“I, I’m fine,” Felix stuttered.
While he wasn’t as overwhelmed as Helen, Felix clearly hadn’t fully adapted to the battlefield yet. His determination allowed him to endure, but upon hearing his father’s words, he quickly shook his head.
Speaking earnestly and seriously, he said, “As a member of the Fischer family, it’s my duty to eliminate the enemy! I cannot tarnish the honor of our family!”
“Well, I hope you can become the pride of the family,” Darren replied casually.
However, when Felix heard this, he looked up, his expression moved.
Despite the few encounters with his father, deep down he yearned for acknowledgment from that man.
It was as if he’d found the purpose of his life.
Continuing with a smile, Darren said,
“There’s something I need to make clear to you, Felix, regarding your engagement with Sunny Frosac. The Frosac family was initially not very keen on agreeing to it…”
Felix’s countenance changed, and he lowered his head a bit, clenching his fists.
Of course, he knew why his love-at-first-sight engagement to Sunny was not approved by the Frosac family.
From a young age, his mother had repeatedly told Felix that as an illegitimate child of the Fischer family, he was innately inferior.
As an illegitimate son, he had to be more ambitious, more diligent, to earn a place alongside those who were born as true nobles, blessed by their legitimate birthright.
He’d heard those words over and over, fully aware of the awkwardness of his situation.
Watching his son’s expression, Darren continued without reducing his smile,
“But you need to know something. In this world, power is everything, and your situation is not hopeless.”
Squinting, he added,
“Felix, if you manage to reach the 3rd Rank before the age of twenty-five—that is, to declare that you’ve attained the Transmutation Level at a young age—then the Frosac family will also approve of your marriage. After all, that would mean you have the chance to reach the Monarch Level!”
“Father, I understand,”
Felix said, nodding earnestly, gripping his hands tightly.
He was determined to work hard, to excel, to rigorously study mechanical science, and to quickly assimilate the Power of Consecution of the craftsman’s path.
He couldn’t let Miss Sunny down, nor could he bring shame upon his mother or the Fischer family!
I am of the Fischer family’s bloodline!
To Darren’s surprise, Felix’s hands were tightly clenched, and because of the excessive force, his entire body was trembling.
He pondered over his son’s condition.