Chapter 1452: Chapter 445 Selection, Barre Shepherd’s Disciple, Curse God Card_4 Chapter 1452: Chapter 445 Selection, Barre Shepherd’s Disciple, Curse God Card_4 The dark-skinned boy didn’t speak and ignored his tablemates, burying his head in his al once seated.
It seed he had been beaten frequently lately and had been trained to know how to act as a “slave.”
Leonard Churchill glanced out of the corner of his eye, not hurrying to make contact, and continued eating his al.
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anwhile, Young Master Sack, who had walked out, wore a continuously unpleasant expression.
Next to him, the middle-aged woman clad in a black robe knew what was infuriating him and said, “Your Highness, there’s no need to be so annoyed. Among the recent batch of reserve knights, there are actually quite a few promising talents. It’s also because the Duke founded the Kingdom that forces from various sides intend to join us. This batch is indeed the most talented I have seen in recent years…”
“Teacher, I know,” Sack replied, his face easing sowhat, but he added, “Yet, I still can’t understand. How can a commoner slave possess such talent when we can’t find anyone similar in the Duke’s household?”
The robe-clad woman laughed and said, “This slave does have remarkable talent, but there are many like him in the Empire. His strong performance is rely due to his use of the overbearing style of the Fist thod. And as for apprentices, it’s just that skills win out over others. Once they reach a higher tier, there should be many from your batch of reserve knights who are even more impressive…”
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Upon hearing this, Sane’s face finally cleared of anger. He then asked, “Right, Teacher, has the style of Fist thod used by that boy been extracted through interrogation?”
The robe-clad woman replied, “So of it was extracted, but he only knows a little—it’s just superficial knowledge. Moreover, that style is not suitable for Your Highness.”
Sack pouted and said, “But if I don’t transform, I can’t even beat that guy…”
Hearing this, the robe-clad woman smiled again and continued, “Your Highness, don’t worry about such minor issues. The Royal Academy will be starting soon. The academy gathers all the Transcendent Scriptures from this plane. If you’re truly interested in Fist thods, the library there has recorded many Legendary and Epic types, at least dozens… Furthermore, what suits you best, Your Highness, is still the [Thunder Dragon Fist] of the Duke…”
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Upon hearing this, the trace of unwillingness in Sack’s eyes finally dissipated.
As the heir of a top Noble Family, his perspective was naturally broader than others.
He knew his teacher was right.
Then, as the robe-clad woman thought of sothing, she continued, “Your Highness, the Reserve Knight Order has already been recruited. Please prepare well; we might be heading to the academy the day after tomorrow.”
Sack expressed surprise, “So soon? Isn’t there still ample ti?”
The robe-clad woman explained, “Leaving earlier, avoiding so of the original ti points, will make the journey smoother.”
Sack, puzzled, asked, “Ah? Teacher, what do you an…”
The woman replied, “Nothing serious, just to be cautious. It’s said that the Pope has been assassinated and there are big changes in the upper echelons of the Holy See. The three Kingdoms and so Lords are also showing signs of unrest, and the Empire isn’t peaceful either…”
“Is it the Rebel Dragon Army?” Sack inquired.
“Not to my knowledge,” the woman responded. “However… Recently, in the Black Market, so ancient legends about the ‘Lord of Bad Ons’ have started circulating again.”
Sack’s eyes widened in shock, as if he had thought of so terrifying existence. “Teacher, are you referring to that legendary ancient dragon…”
The robe-clad woman shook her head, stopping that line of discussion, “Those are re rumors, conjecture, not sothing we should dwell on. Your Highness, what you need to do now is prepare well, as we are heading to the academy. Also, the Duke recently acquired a relic and will gift it to Your Highness as a school entrance present. You can look forward to it… It’s indeed an extraordinary ancient Relic.”
Sack, seemingly aware of sothing, exclaid in delight, “Are you saying… Grandfather is ready to give the [Curse God Card] from the auction house?”
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