Chapter 839: Chapter 839: The Runaway Girl
It must be said that Walter Simmons’s judgnt was very persuasive, easing the look on Winnie Roro’s face gradually.
"Yes, Winnie, Wyatt will certainly be fine... It’s often said, ’Those who survive great disasters are destined for future blessings!’"
Taoi Roro said.
"Mm."
Winnie Roro nodded slightly, and although her emotions had settled, a trace of worry still lingered on her stunningly beautiful face.
Seeing this, Taoi Roro completely dismissed the thought of telling the truth to Winnie Roro.
Otherwise, his daughter would surely worry even more.
With Wyatt Barnes vanishing into thin air and leaving no trace to follow, in the end, Taoi Roro could only return to the "Blade and Sword Sect" with Sword Thirteen and the others.
"Sect Leader Sword, what about the four Vice Fort Masters of Grimm Wolf Fortress?"
Taoi Roro asked curiously.
When he had earlier pursued Wyatt Barnes, Wood Town, and a few Grimm Wolf Fortress elders, Sword Thirteen and Blade Five were in a fierce battle with the four Vice Fort Masters of the Grimm Wolf Fortress.
The two sides were evenly matched, and it was possible they could fight a whole day and night without a victor.
"After stalling with us for a while, they left... Perhaps they thought that the elders of the Grimm Wolf Fortress had successfully returned."
Sword Thirteen said with a cold sneer, "They couldn’t possibly dream that every single one of their people are dead!"
"This is what they call ’trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to lure it in.’ They got what they deserved!"
Blade Five also cursed and then sighed, "It’s just a sha about Wood Town... Such a good seedling, and he was killed by those from Grimm Wolf Fortress."
"Let’s go!"
Monts later, Sword Thirteen sighed and led the group to continue their journey towards the northeast, to the "Blade and Sword Sect."
The night gradually fell.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Four figures ca from the southwest, crossing through the void, and quickly arrived where Sword Thirteen and his party had stayed in the evening.
"There are several bodies over there!"
The leader of the four suddenly stopped and swooped down.
The other three followed closely behind.
"Elder Ping?"
Looking at the body of the old man with a twisted neck and no signs of struggle, an old man in green standard clothing darkened in expression.
"No wonder they have not returned; all of them died here."
At this mont, the other three people also dragged over five more bodies.
"All were killed with one strike, and from their bulging eyes, it’s evident they were extrely horrified before death... They must have encountered a powerful opponent they couldn’t contend with."
"Judging from the distance between their bodies and their wounds... The person who killed them is no ordinary individual!"
"Even the Castle Master might not possess such strength."
...
Soon, the three old n and one middle-aged man exchanged glances and saw the look of horror in each other’s eyes.
"Martial Emperor!"
Then, the four of them exclaid in unison.
These four n were, in fact, the four Vice Fort Masters of Grimm Wolf Fortress who chased after the Blade and Sword Sect this afternoon and had fought with Sword Thirteen and Blade Five.
Dangelo Morgan, Yael Zafar, Joe Davies, and Thiago Relief.
After they returned, they had thought the six elders who chased after Wyatt Barnes had already returned, not realizing they hadn’t co back at all.
More than that, they waited half a day without seeing those six elders return.
Suddenly, the four of them decided to co and see if they could find any clues.
The result was beyond their expectations.
The six Grimm Wolf Fortress elders seed to have been killed by a Martial Emperor, with five of them being chased and killed in one fell swoop while trying to escape in all directions.
"There’s a blood trail."
Suddenly, Thiago Relief spoke in a low voice, as if he had discovered sothing.
The other three went over imdiately.
Soon, nearby, they saw a simple grave with no tombstone erected, and the earth on the grave was clearly freshly moved.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Yael Zafar stepped forward and sent out three palm strikes; his vast Origin Force combined with a manifested ’realm’ instantly flipping the grave upside down.
A sturdy corpse was also blown into the air and landed heavily on the ground.
"It’s that Wood Town!"
Thiago Relief recognized the body at a glance and speculated, "It must have been the Blade and Sword Sect that buried him."
"Could it be that those six elders were killed by the people of the Blade and Sword Sect?"
Joe Davies furrowed his eyebrows.
"No!"
Dangelo Morgan shook his head, "The wounds on the bodies of the six elders have existed for so ti now... and the person who killed them is very likely a Martial Emperor!"
"There are no other traces found nearby, nor is there a body of Wyatt Barnes."
Thiago Relief searched around for a while and said, "This is sowhat strange."
"That Wyatt Barnes, might have been taken by that Martial Emperor... No matter how capricious a Martial Emperor may be, they wouldn’t randomly kill, let alone a few people who were like ants in their eyes."
Yael Zafar speculated, "So, I guess the Martial Emperor expert acted to save Wyatt Barnes... Perhaps he was taken by Wyatt’s talent and perceptiveness, or maybe it was sothing else."
Towards the end, Yael Zafar’s expression beca grim.
The expressions on the faces of Dangelo Morgan and the other two also turned ugly.
Today’s events had undoubtedly pushed them and Wyatt Barnes to opposing sides.
If Wyatt really ended up following the Martial Emperor expert, should Wyatt ever ask the Martial Emperor to act, their Grimm Wolf Fortress would be undoubtedly out of luck.
"Let’s not borrow trouble... This is all just our speculation, after all. Perhaps the truth is different," Dangelo Morgan finally regained his composure and said in an attempt to comfort them.
Yael Zafar and the others nodded.
"Let’s go back," said Dangelo Morgan again. "That so-called ’sacred relic’ in Wyatt Barnes’s hands is not sothing we need to think about for now... The urgent task at hand is to properly prepare for the opening of the ’Martial Emperor’s Secret Treasure’ in six months! As far as I know, no fewer than six forces are aware of the existence of this Martial Emperor’s Secret Treasure."
At this point, Dangelo Morgan turned to look at Yael Zafar. "Yael Zafar, I hear your recently accepted personal disciple is an ’Odd Species,’ and his ’Divine Ability’ is exceptionally strong... Cultivate him well. His talent and Divine Ability will be our Grimm Wolf Fortress’s trump card when our young disciples enter the ’Martial Emperor’s Secret Treasure’!"
"Yes, Senior Brother," Yael Zafar replied respectfully, a proud smile appearing on his face as he thought of his personal disciple.
The four n ca in haste and left in haste.
As for the bodies of those six Grimm Wolf Fortress elders, they didn’t bother to deal with them at all, carelessly leaving them on the vast plain to await the arrival of wild animals and Fierce Beasts.
Above the skies of the Great Turdo Dynasty,
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures, moving at an unbelievably fast pace, sped through the sky and soon appeared above the Capital City of the Great Turdo Dynasty, stopping in their tracks.
At this ti, the identities of the two figures were revealed.
It turned out to be two girls of about fifteen or sixteen years old.
One of the girls, wearing yellow, had eyes gleaming with a mischievous light, a clear sign that she was not one to sit still.
The other girl, dressed in green, had a lovely appearance. It was clear that she would grow up to be a stunning beauty.
Most importantly, the girl in green stood there so peacefully, like a painting in contrast to the yellow-clothed girl, who was craning her neck to look around, forming two extres.
"Julia, is this what you used to talk about, the ’Great Turdo Dynasty’?" the girl in green asked in a voice as lodious and gentle as a warbler.
"Yes, yes," the girl in yellow nodded, then took the green-clothed girl’s hand and dived down with her in a rush. "Back then, I rember Wyatt talking about attending so ’Conference of the Ten Dynasties’; I wonder if it has ended."
"It’s been years; it should have ended by now," the girl in green said, maintaining her tranquility even as she was pulled down through the air by the yellow-clothed girl, her breath as fragrant as orchids.
"Why don’t we just ask soone, and we’ll know?" said the girl in yellow.
"Julia, I think... it might be better if we go back soon. If my father finds out I ran away from ho with you, he’s bound to be furious!" the girl in green said apprehensively.
"What’s there to be afraid of?! I’m here," the girl in yellow said boisterously. "If Uncle Woodson dares to yell at you, I’ll set his hair on fire again! Co to think of it, Uncle Woodson looked pretty good bald."
"No!" the girl in green said with a bitter smile. "Father’s hair took him several years to grow out to that length... If you do that again, he’s going to be depressed."
In her eyes, her father was a local warlord, yet strangely docile like a rabbit in front of her little friend.
"Enough, enough... Are you done complaining? I wish I hadn’t brought you out," the girl in yellow said impatiently.
Soon, the two girls entered the Capital City of the Great Turdo Dynasty and headed straight to a tavern, where they summoned a waiter to inquire.
"Waiter, is that ’Conference of the Ten Dynasties’ over?" The girl in yellow, who was none other than Karina Hanson who had parted ways with Wyatt Barnes years ago, asked the waiter.
"Miss, the ’Conference of the Ten Dynasties’ was not held in our Great Turdo Dynasty... As far as I know, the ’Conference of the Ten Dynasties’ took place a year after our dynasty’s ’Royal Martial Competition’ had concluded, so it likely ended a few days ago," the waiter said.
"Do you know where the ’Conference of the Ten Dynasties’ was held?" Karina Hanson asked.
"Miss, how would we common folks know such things," the waiter chuckled wryly.
"Miss, do you wish to know where the ’Conference of the Ten Dynasties’ was held?" Suddenly, a presumptuous voice rang out, and a silk-robed young man flanked by two servants approached Karina Hanson’s table.
"Oh? Do you know?" Karina Hanson eyed the silk-robed young man dubiously and asked.
"Of course!" The silk-robed young man lifted his head arrogantly and then looked to the waiter beside him and said, "Waiter, tell the miss who I am."
"Yes, yes," the waiter seed sowhat afraid of the silk-robed young man and quickly told Karina Hanson, "Miss, this young master is from the Nicholson Clan of our Great Turdo Dynasty. He is the Second Young Master, Young Master Nicholson. To my knowledge, about half a year ago, Young Master Nicholson’s elder brother set out to participate in the ’Conference of the Ten Dynasties’."
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