There Is Another Woman

Surprisingly, Fei didn't place this Elder Princess in an awkward situation. He looked at the three Moon-Class Elites and said, "Sure. Since they are going to be there, I'm sure that they would at least lose a few layers of skin. Save me the trouble!"

As he said that, he placed Heavenly Sword under Huntelaar's chin. Huntelaar's head was down as he was depressed, but his head was raised up as Fei raised the sword.

"You know that I'm going to the Jax Battle Zone in three days. If the officials at the Military Headquarter could get some information out of this ape's mouth, send me a message; it might be useful on the battlefield!" Fei whistled and said to Tanasha.

"Of course. I can promise you that." Tanasha said earnestly.

She suddenly felt like she owed this man a lot.

"Good." Fei gave Combat Weapon Heavenly Sword to that leading warrior from Martial Saint Mountain named Nesta, and he left as he stretched his back and yawned.

After he walked forward for a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at Costakarta. After he focused on the white hair and thought back to what this old general said on the central sword peak, his hard heart softened for some reason. He suddenly said to Tanasha, "This man is old. Try to let him suffer less."

"I will try," Tanasha nodded.

Fei waved his hand and left without saying anything else.

Theoretically, he should be feeling relaxed. He captured the three perpetrators, and he vented his anger through that direct and barbaric battle. For some reason, he wasn't feeling good at all.

What did that achieve? That thin and fatherly figure on Martial Saint Mountain disappeared forever. He would never come back to Fei and tell him that he was making a mistake in training and needed to read another book...

The 40 warriors from Martial Saint Mountain quietly followed Fei.

Although the 41 people were walking slowly, it felt like there were numerous troops in the eyes of the audience.

As the king of Chambord walked by, all the soldiers and citizens of Zenit quickly moved away and created a path for him and his men. The people shivered out of excitement as the king of Chambord walk pass them; they wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say. Not sure who started it, thunder-like clapping sounded and resonated in the sky.

The people of Zenit loved heroes.

The heroes who had high statuses and were promoted by the officials of Zenit were high-up in the air; the ordinary citizens and soldiers never got to see them. However, the king in front of them today was vivid and lively, and his rage earlier added to his character; he felt real to them.

The king of Chambord was a real hero in their minds.

Before today, a lot of people heard about what had happened on Martial Saint Mountain and knew that this No.1 Master Warrior among all affiliated kingdom fought against a Moon-Class Elite. He was a "comrade" of the Martial Saint as he bought time for Martial Saint Krasic to defeat the despicable conspirators, and he defeated and captured the enemies who weren't killed last night today

"No wonder Mr. Martial Saint would endow all the warriors from Martial Saint Mountain to him. Is there a better and more trustworthy candidate?" people thought.

The clapping didn't stop until Fei and his men disappeared from their visions.

"He is alone from an unknown universe. He traveled through the world of gods, demons, and humans, and he would walk into eternity..."

On one side of the street, there were two people wearing long black cloaks. When Fei and his men disappeared, the taller person suddenly recited the [Oracle] recorded on the Immortal Bible from the Holy Church. Then, he turned around and looked at the shorter person as he said, "What do you think?"

"His strength increased a lot since we met last time. If I'm not wrong, he is at the threshold. If he is lucky enough, he will become a Moon-Class Elite shortly," the shorter person replied.

This shorter person was covered by the black cloak, and most of his face was unveiled by a black musk. However, the silver beard and the dry skin around his mouth told the people around him that he was in his 50s. His body lightly shivered when he spoke as if he was enduring a lot of pain, but his voice was calm and contained a convincing power.

Currently, the situation at the Capital of Zenit was intense. When these two mysterious people appeared on the main street, they attracted the attention of the patrolling soldiers. If their cloaks didn't have the red cross symbol of the Holy Church and they didn't have the holy aura that couldn't be faked, they would have been captured and questioned by these soldiers immediately.

"His strength did increase a lot, but he isn't strong enough to beat a Moon-Class Elite. I don't believe that a person could have this much power and obtain that top-tier Undead Magic Power at the same time. Do you still believe in your own judgment?" the taller man was trying to convince the man beside him.

"Your Highness. God said that devils are sly and hard to deal with, and they often do uncommon and unreasonable things. Now we can be sure that the king of Chambord is a crazy man who dares to do anything when he is angry. Like what happened today; would anyone else dare to deal with three Moon-Class Elites that way?" the shorter man was still shivering, but he sounded excited, "He is similar to that Undead Mage in this aspect, and there is still reason for us to believe that it was him."

"But teacher, you have to know that Alexander is possibly a [God's Favorite Child] as he has golden Holy Power. How can a person have both Holy Power and Undead Magic Power? There is also enough evidence suggesting that it wasn't him as he was in the campsite of Chambord when that assassination happened. Our own spies reported this to us," the taller person said. He suddenly paused a second here and asked, "Teacher, do you have a bias against Alexander?"

"Bias?" the shorter person fell into a moment of silence. After a while, he said, "Maybe... I just don't like this man. What you said are all valid, and that is why I haven't ordered the Execution Knights of the Holy Church to arrest him."

"I'm completely the opposite. For some reason, I like him a lot. I see myself in him."

"That is because Your Highness is a genius among the geniuses. As a genius, you would feel lonely most of the time, right?"

As they talked to each other quietly, they left the street.

Not far from them, there was a brown-skinned girl who had tears in her eyes; she tried her best not to show her sadness in public. However, when the cold winter wind blew up the cloak of the shorter person among the two men, she saw a pair of clean shoes made from straws.

The girl didn't pay too much attention to these two people; she was focusing on another direction.

There, Costakarta, Amauri, and Huntelaar were locked in three jail carts that were made from pure steel, and they were guarded by the Royal Guards as they proceeded toward the prison inside the Military Headquarter.

Although that devil-like young king already left with his warriors, Lanji still didn't dare to make a move.

For the first time, she hated herself for being so in love with military knowledge and not focusing enough on her cultivations. Her intelligent brain and her knowledge about wars and battles were useless in this situation; there was no way that she could save her father.

...

After she saw the three Moon-Class Elites were locked up, Tanasha felt like the king of Chambord was a gift that the gods gave Zenit.

With these three Moon-Class Elites captured, Zenit could potentially learn a lot about the three empires and gain the advantage in the upcoming wars. These three people were much more valuable when they were alive.

After she arranged everything and got onto the magic carriage, she suddenly saw some stuff under a huge piece of rock.

"Some leftover food... and a cracked food box that was made out of wood" Ziene took these things to Tanasha.

"These three people have a helper... Eh, a female who is about 20 years old. She must be close by! Pass my order – continue the search and monitor the four gates. If there is a single woman in her 20s trying to leave the Capital, question her carefully! If there is anyone who dares to resist, capture her alive!"

Tanasha immediately made her judgment and passed a series of orders, and she showed the calculative and decisive side of [Zenit's Goddess of Intelligence].

"Yes, Your Highness," the guards around her bowed and replied.