Chapter 62 - Seven years of war (1/2)
Translator: La0o9 Editor: La0o9
The war between the Royas Kingdom and Interkam Kingdom inevitably broke out in the end.
After all, the Royas Kingdom had already been prepared to go to war, under Eldridge’s rule, the power of the Royas Kingdom’s army as a whole reached an unprecedented level.
At the same time, the Interkam Kingdom’s internal matters were completely chaotic, causing them to be unable to even stand on the same frontline as the threat of Royas loomed over them.
The domestic aristocrats only cared about indulging in their luxury, the Church of Divine Grace was busy struggling between investing in spreading faith or military power, Seth the First didn’t want to develop anything and only clung to his throne. With so much discord among themselves, it was natural for them to feel helpless against the advancement of the Royas Kingdom.
As their defense lines were constantly breached further and further, the Interkam Kingdom’s territory gradually shrunk. The nobles whose territories were lost naturally migrated deeper towards the Interkam capital, which caused even more discord within the country.
The Interkam capital was called Ingmarlo, and currently, on a farm on the outskirts of Ingmarlo, Nala stood fully armored with a knight’s sword in her hand. Her glowing blond hair had been simply tied behind her head, which gave her a heroic look.
Facing her was Rivers who wore the same armor and knight’s sword.
Rivers’ breathing was steady as he stepped forward. After his body became unable to use any Grace and was unable to continue working as a knight, his swordsmanship which had been mostly ignored began to advance again. The knight’s sword in Rivers’ hand appeared to be overwhelming, as if any enemy would be cut in half by the weapon.
Facing Rivers’ attack, Nala wasn’t fazed at all, she wielded the heavy knight’s sword to parry Rivers’ advances, her breathing pattern was strangely rhythmic, which made her look exceptionally coordinated.
Nala was quite relaxed during their spar. As her Dragon’s blood continued to awaken, despite her small frame, Rivers described her strength alone as monstrous. This little girl seemed to be hiding a dragon within her body, giving her physical prowess that far exceeded those of humans.
“No wonder she can eat so much” recalling how Nala was during their meals, Rivers cleared his throat, stepped back and admitted his defeat.
Nala’s Dragon’s blood also granted her incredible talents, her [Respiratory Art] combined with the Dragon’s blood synergically boosted the other’s strength multiplicatively, so aside from lacking experience, Nala could already be considered as one of the best combatants on this continent.
Naturally, even without much experience in real battles, Nala couldn’t be underestimated. Perhaps it was due to the Cauchy bloodline she carried, even though this little girl was pure and innocent as one might expect, her instincts were terrifying, capable of accomplishing plenty through them alone.
On the dining table, Nala impeccably abided by the etiquettes her mother, Isabella, taught her, if only not for her ridiculous speed. The fork and knife in her hands appeared as blurred images as they moved around the table, quickly stuffing pieces of food into her mouth without stopping. The amount of food she could consume during a meal was three times that of the other two here combined.
“Hm?” after her meal, Nala suddenly looked up and glanced outside the farm. A few moments later, a young man dressed in a white robe slowly walked in.
This man was Luen Donner, or as he was currently known, Cardinal Donner. Ever since he returned from Reya, Luen had put in great efforts and finally became a Cardinal not too long ago.
He now appeared a lot more mature than before. As he came in, he bowed to greet Isabella, lightly nodded to Nala and asked Rivers to come out to discuss something with him.