"But..."
Bois never expected his father to say such words.
Although he knew his father’s orders were unquestionable, he couldn’t help but protest thinking about Catherine Carter’s beauty: "But father, after all, that guy is rely an Eighth Order Card Master. Although he has so tricks, I too am in the eighth rank, I’m not afraid of him!"
As he spoke, he also presented his solution: "If father finds it troubleso, I can go and challenge that guy to a duel!"
Bois was well aware of certain intelligence; "Leonard Churchill" was a key figure in the East Wilderness, and it was because of him that the alliance marriage was exceptionally difficult.
In the eyes of the Dragon Descendants, encountering such conflicts usually ant a duel.
As long as one candidate is eliminated, it wouldn’t be a problem.
Pure-blooded Dragon Descendants fear no competitors!
"..."
Andre looked at his son, sighed deeply in his heart.
Only a few have witnessed Leonard Churchill’s thods, and he didn’t want to explain how cunning his strategies were to avoid tarnishing the pride of the clan mbers.
Previously, even facing an eighth-rank opponent, Andre lacked the absolute confidence to kill the counterpart, let alone dealing with others.
Furthermore, that was before.
Andre had already probed earlier and had a very strong intuition that the opponent probably possessed so thods that even threatened him.
He didn’t explain much, just said gently: "Bois, you cannot defeat an opponent in the ninth tier."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was shocked.
They were only now aware that Leonard Churchill had reached the ninth tier.
Bois widened his eyes further, in surprise: "What, that guy has advanced to the ninth tier?"
As he spoke, his tone was filled with complexity and jealousy.
In the eyes of these Southern Continent nobles, the East Wilderness was nothing but a backwater; a few years ago, they didn’t even have the seventh rank, and now they had the ninth tier?
Moreover, wasn’t the intelligence saying eighth tier before, how did he rank up so quickly?
The ninth tier is the last bottleneck before humans ascend to God Tier, stalling the lifetis of many talented Dragon Descendants.
An East Wilderness native, advancing just like that?
However, since these words ca from Andre’s mouth, no one doubted.
They also understood why the alliance marriage plan had undergone such a large change.
Since the opponent is of ninth tier, the original planned King of Augustus and Allied Commander naturally couldn’t be considered.
The crowd also understood why Andre suggested marrying off a daughter earlier.
But instead of being wed, she was taken as a disciple?
At this point, a beautiful woman spoke up, "Andre, are you really intending for Isabel to beco that man’s disciple?"
The one who spoke was the Duchess.
Isabel was her most cherished young daughter, also the Andre Family’s next generation with the highest purity of Dragon Blood.
The failed marriage alliance shouldn’t lead to handing over the family’s best offspring to the other party.
It looked as if she was unwanted, a forced accompanint as a gift.
Andre nodded: "Mm."
He didn’t explain much, letting his most outstanding daughter beco soone’s disciple, there is too much to consider here.
Apart from the opponent also being ninth tier, there was also the conversation during previous transmissions.
Yet, those conversations couldn’t be shared with others.
Truly reaching his level only made him increasingly aware of the difference in life levels.
Below God Tier, all beings are ants.
In his eyes, even family offspring, if unable to improve their Life Pattern, are akin to ants.
This is also why he was firm about breaking free from the Dragon Clan’s control before.
As long as one doesn’t break through the "slave status" of a Dragon Descendant, one can never truly stand upright.
If the opponent truly reaches that state, Andre understands, such a choice leaves an opportunity for the family, for himself.
Upon hearing, the Duchess puzzled: "But, what depth does a backwater like East Wilderness have. Even that King of Augustus, it’s said the heritage was severely broken, may not be much stronger than our thousand-year foundation..."
Andre didn’t bother explaining, waved his hand, full of authority: "This alliance involves so hidden matters, just execute them as needed."
Crowd: "Yes..."
Andre held absolute authority in both the army and the family.
Once he spoke, everyone, no matter what they had to say, dared not to speak further.
...
Ten days later.
The "Shadow Teeth Fortress" in the northeastern region of the Old Continent.
A giant transport Flying Dragon from the south landed in the city’s station, a large number of rcenaries and war refugees disembarked the dragon and integrated into the city.
Now, various Lords of the Old Continent are expanding territories, population migration has never ceased.
On the Flying Dragon, within the crowd were mixed three figures, two small and one large, appearing like refugees relocating their hos.
No other than Leonard Churchill and his two disciples, Mushroomhead Darcy, accompanied by the Red Dragon girl Isabel.
Leonard Churchill dressed casually, given his current realm he didn’t want to draw attention, others wouldn’t notice him.
Behind him were two disciples, Mushroomhead dressed plainly, while Isabel wrapped tightly in her headscarf.
Because after all, this girl was Andre’s legitimate daughter, sowhat well-known in the Southern Continent.
The last ti Leonard Churchill heard of the na "Isabel" was in the "Black Crow Castle Mountain Bandits", from a legendary narrative, where the Saintess of the Church of Light from tens of thousands of years ago was called that.
In the Southern Continent, sharing nas isn’t unusual.
So nas are exclusive to nobles, Isabel is one of those.
Translated, it roughly ans "genius girl".
Without exceeding extraordinary talent, one doesn’t qualify for such a na.
And for Dragon Descendants, the talent is in the blood purity.
This girl’s talent is exceedingly high.
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