The First Magic World War

The girl leading over a hundred people was quickly surrounded, and although she was very brave, she was simply too young, had not been hardened by the years, and had a low Transcendent rank, which was being contained by the opposing Vampire Knight.

With companions being killed one after another, the girl's two rapiers flailed more desperately, all in a frenzied effort to fight off her attackers.

The Vampire Knight, however, was not in a hurry, leisurely saying, "Anatasiya! You're still so impulsive, just like your mother. I'll send you to hell right now, to reunite with her."

Fire seemed about to burst from the girl's eyes, clearly harboring deep hatred for this Vampire Knight.

Dobin couldn't stand by any longer, he leaped forward, exclaiming, "Do not fear, I will help you."

A South Serif knight silently stepped forward, blocking the way of this forty-seventh ranked Third Order corporal.

Charles's rapid promotion was due, first, to his sufficient military exploits, and second, to having support from behind the scenes.

Poor Dobin had the former but not the latter; he had yet to be promoted and could only wait until after the war when Charles would reward his subordinates based on their contributions.

Having just been promoted to Radiant Knight, his recent progress had also been extremely fast, but ultimately he was a First Order knight, and his opponent was a Third Order knight, far superior in strength. Had Dobin's swordsmanship not been honed to perfection, closing the gap between their Extraordinary Ranks, he would likely have fallen within a dozen moves.

The Vampire Knight leisurely looked at Dobin and taunted, "Another one who's courting death."

Charles pressed his hand against the ground and lightly leaped into the air; as he flew over Dobin, he casually swung his sword, killing the South Serif Third Order knight.

Then he pulled out a Silver Rhinoceros and fired six shots in succession, turning the Vampire Knight, who wanted to confront him on the battlefield, into a sieved corpse.

At the time of his death, this nameless Vampire Knight wore a face that could not rest in peace, with an incredibly frustrated expression.

All six bullets were Psy-Bullets, equivalent to the full force of a Transcendent of the same rank who created the bullets.

He hadn't even bothered to use Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullets, thinking the opponent unworthy of such costly ammunition.

His gunmanship was originally mediocre, but he hadn't spared any effort recently wearing the "Mask of the Cat" to analyze Aubrey Barrington Atwood's shooting skills.

Charles, although not quite a master of gunmanship, was now quite remarkable, and his six strategically angled shots, taking advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness, were immediately successful.

Charles, after killing two Transcendents, immediately Intimidated the entire field. He shouted, "Move quickly, the Sacred Order of the enemy will be here soon. I'll cover our retreat."

Whether or not a Sacred Order from Lady Southseraph would arrive, Charles did not know, but having said that, everyone would choose to withdraw.

This was a small life skill he had accumulated; if you don't present the situation as dire, many people will hesitate. And this slight, unwilling hesitation might be the difference between life and death on the battlefield.

The girl had originally wanted to continue the assault, especially since the two Transcendents in the camp were dead, but upon hearing Charles's words, she also reluctantly gave up and led her team out of the battle.

Charles and Dobin covered their retreat, and once the girl's team was far enough away, Charles immediately went on a killing spree, leaving the South Ceraph Restoration Army that had surrounded him and Dobin in complete disarray.

Actually, the camp wasn't heavily manned, with only a few hundred people.

Moreover, of the only two Transcendents present, one was casually slain by a sweep of Charles's sword, and the other was killed by his six shots, leaving nothing but ordinary people who stood no chance against such a fierce opponent.

Charles, having dueled Cyrus in the Dreamscape for hundreds of rounds, had perfected his swordsmanship beyond compare.

Witnessing his "superior" wield the Asiluo Clan's peerless Swordsmanship with a grace and swiftness that killed as easily as slicing through chickens, Dobin felt disheartened and thought to himself, "I should have studied hard in my younger years instead of being unable to suppress my temper and getting into fights. If I had made it to college, I might have been no worse than Mister Mecklen." Enjoy more content from empire

Dobin had never regretted his impulsiveness back then, but at this moment, he truly felt a pang of regret.

Charles dispersed the army and sent all the supplies in the military camp to Machu Picchu using the Mind Passage, taking Dobin with him to quickly withdraw from the battlefield.

It wasn't long before the two caught up with the team led by the young girl.

The girl performed an Empire salute, her face full of gratitude as she said, "Thank you both for your help."

"Without you, we would have certainly been surrounded by Kalong and suffered heavy casualties."

Charles casually asked, "Who is Kalong?"

The girl suddenly spoke with a stammer. To her, that Vampire Knight was an extremely terrifying enemy, and also a rising star in Byron's forces who had recently gained prominence with several victories. He was too strong for her to defeat.

This young gentleman casually killed a Third Order Knight who was even more powerful than herself, and with just one confrontation had killed the "overwhelmingly powerful and extremely terrifying" Kalong, even having the audacity to ask afterward, "Who is Kalong?"

Charles's question suddenly reminded her of a very impressive senior of hers, but...

He probably didn't remember her anymore.

Charles also felt he had boasted too much and quickly changed the subject, introducing himself, "I am the Commander of the Patrolling Army of the Lucavaro District, Westwind Knights' Commander, Mister Charles Meklen of the 32nd Rank, Second Class. Due to numerous battles with Cyrus's forces along the way, I was delayed and only managed to arrive at Mostar Fort now."

The girl's eyes notably brightened, and she exclaimed in surprise, "You are the one who recaptured Silver Pigeon Fort?"

After saying this, her eyes noticeably dimmed, and in a low voice, she said, "I am Anatasiya. You should have heard my name."

Charles truly hadn't heard of it, but Dobin beside him let out a low exclamation, saying, "It's the baron's illegitimate daughter, Filip's."

Charles was about to ask which illegitimate daughter? A progeny of Baron Filip still lives? Weren't they all killed by "Lady Southseraph"?

He then thought of a possibility and asked, "Your mother is Lady Southseraph?"

Anatasiya's eyes suddenly reddened, and she was on the brink of tears as she said softly, "Yes!"

Charles thought to himself, "This woman is not to be trusted!"

He then heard Anatasiya, choking with sobs, say, "Lady Southseraph refused to believe my mother, thinking she was a spy sent by my father to seduce them into attacking. So, they tortured her mercilessly..."

"Torturing her to death!"

Charles suddenly felt as if something were blocking his chest.

Although he despised Baron Filip and believed he shouldn't have trusted a woman, as Lady Southseraph, the lady had done nothing censurable in her loyalty to her country and people.

Yet he never imagined such a lady, faithful to South Serif, would be distrusted by her own people, even tortured to extract a confession until her death.

All he could say was, "No need to raise a sigh for the worldly dust on plain clothes, still on the clear and bright festival, one can return home; deeply resenting that people's hearts are not like water, arbitrarily the calm ground raises waves."

"This is a poem from the New Continent, given to Miss Anatasiya, may you mourn in peace."

Anatasiya obviously did not understand, the poem copied from the mysterious oriental fantasy world, then translated by Charles into the language of the Old Continent in his awkward way. Her face showed an expression of "I don't understand, but it sounds impressive, Mister Mecklen truly excels in both arts and arms."

Charles thought, "As expected, she didn't understand, but it's better that way."