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Chapter 162: Madam, Lend Me Your Head

Beneath the walls of Mostar Castle, as the South Seraph restorationists clashed with the West Wind Knight Order in a chaotic melee, Hughes had already leaped onto the battlements. His loyal forces, part of the South Seraph restorationists, threw grappling hooks and climbed the undefended sections of the wall, infiltrating Mostar Castle.

By the time seven or eight tenths of his troops had scaled the wall, a combat squad led by two young women appeared below with several hundred warriors....

Chapter 161: Some Secrets the Living Shouldn't Know

The Arsilo Family's Angel’s Twelve Movements swordsmanship dominated the Old Continent.

Before the rise of the Robin Family, the Arsilo Family was already known as the foremost swordsman family of the Old Continent.

Even though the Robin Family subsequently produced more than ten peerless swordsmen, including Saroses Robin, who aided Emperor Axel in establishing the Fars Empire, and Zimourman Axel Robin, a legendary figure of unparalleled renown, the Arsilo Family never fell beh...

Chapter 160: Twilight Requiem

Zolman was a Level Fifteen Knight and had earned five of the Knight Proofs: Proof of Glory, Proof of Courage, Proof of War, Proof of the Hill, and Proof of the Earth.

Zolman was not a man of his word, which was why he never obtained the Proof of Oath. As a loyal subject of Lady Nancella, he had been dedicated to the cause of national restoration, tirelessly fighting in his homeland. He had never seen the ocean, and thus lacked the Proof of the Sea. Nor had he ever experienced a storm, s...

Chapter 159: Do You Dare Not Know My Name?

Charlot Mecklenburg had worked for two years in the Central Government Office of the Fars Empire, so he was well-acquainted with the empire's various administrative processes. Utilizing his experience, he craftily prepared three identical "legally binding" duel documents and sent one copy to Mostar Castle, requesting Duke Joseph's wife and High Priest Auguslatin to serve as witnesses for the duel.

The Duchess and the High Priest readily signed their names and returned the document. Only...

Chapter 158: Hughes, I Want You to Die a Miserable Death

Grandma Saint Karen remarked, “The people invited by the Count are far more professional than this.”

With a gentle wave of her hand, the words dissipated. Suddenly, she covered her mouth and began to chuckle. She recalled the day she received the investigation document; the Count had been eager to kill Charlot Mecklenburg himself. She could understand such feelings.

“Even an evil god might want to kill a young Mr. Mecklenburg upon meeting him.”

“After all, the para...

Chapter 157: Apologies, Heroes Cannot Save South Seraph

Hughes did not lead his troops in pursuit. He was well aware of Charlot's cunning, as well as the presence of Grandma Saint Karen by his side. Moreover, Charlot had chosen a moonless, windy night—an unsuitable time for a large-scale military operation.

Although filled with unparalleled rage, Hughes remained a competent commander. He used the opportunity to rally the defeated soldiers from three camps and retreat to his own base.

Charlot returned to his camp and, seeing no pursui...

Chapter 156: Night Raid on the Camps

The South Seraph restorationists were divided into over ten factions. Although nominally under Jonan's command, they operated independently and often without coordination.

During the siege of Interlaken, Duke Joseph's counterattack shattered at least three factions of the restorationists. Charlot Mecklenburg defeated and absorbed one faction while rallying the remnants of the Yahoo Knights. To save Anastasia, he virtually annihilated another. Now, the South Seraph restorationists number...

Chapter 155: The Nobility’s Dignity

Baron Febollet truly had no grasp of military matters. When he saw Charlot Mecklenburg battling fervently with Lady Nancella’s restorationists, teetering on the edge of defeat, he panicked immediately. He ordered his knight order to retreat dozens of kilometers to avoid being caught in the crossfire and simultaneously commanded Charlot to hold his ground at all costs, forbidding Lady Nancella’s forces from advancing further.

Charlot had initially been contemplating how to manipulate...

Chapter 154: Writing Letters

After Charlot Mecklenburg’s comforting words, Anastasia's emotions did indeed improve slightly. Ever since her mother’s betrayal and subsequent torture to death at the hands of Lady Nancella, followed by her father being ambushed and her entire army annihilated, she had not experienced any happiness or peace.

She lived every moment consumed by regret, grief, sorrow, despair, and helplessness. Many times, she had contemplated ending her life, but the hatred for her mother’s killers...

Chapter 153: The Bastard Daughter of Baron Feller

A young girl led over a hundred people but was quickly surrounded. Though she displayed great bravery, her youth and lack of experience, coupled with her low rank among the Transcendents, left her vulnerable. She was pinned down by the opposing vampire knight, unable to break free.

As her comrades were struck down one after another, the girl’s twin vampiric rapiers flashed ever more desperately, her strikes filled with a frenzied determination.

The vampire knight, however, was u...

Chapter 152: The Camp Raid

Charlot did not delay his journey this time and soon encountered a group of routed soldiers.

As before, Charlot gathered these stragglers. He had brought ten regular combat squads precisely for this purpose. By the time he approached Mostar Castle, his forces had grown to over five thousand men.

At this moment, Mostar Castle, the capital of the Behemoth Principality, was completely besieged by the army of the South Seraph restorationists. The atmosphere on the city walls was heavy...

Chapter 151: News of Duke Joseph's Death in Battle

Charlot Mecklenburg left the Radiant Lord's temple, not sparing a thought for the handsome, young virgin guard. A single thought echoed persistently in his mind: "There's something wrong with that ancient painting."

"High Priest Auguslatin said: after crossing an ocean and under the gaze of the Lady of the Black Moon, the power of the Labyrinth God Agmirlas could no longer create labyrinth guardians."

"But Machubi clearly still managed to produce labyrinth guardians."

"High ...

Chapter 150: The Widowed Princess

Charlot Mecklenburg had never met the lady who had taken the ancient painting of the Evil God. When the painting was retrieved, Charlot had been trapped in the Evil God’s Corridor at the Yanmills residence.

Later, when Dubin Alger took up a position with the city patrol guards in the Lukavaro District, Charlot occasionally heard about the incident during their conversations. Intrigued, he had inquired about the identity of the mysterious woman.

Only those related to the imperial...

Chapter 149: Why Do I Trust This Diary So Much?

The squad of Redback Bear warriors still appeared rough, powerful, savage, heroic, and ferocious to the naked eye. Yet, when Charlot activated Eye of Insight, what he saw were lifeless creatures—grayed fur, ghostly white flames flickering in their hollow eyes—monstrous bears completely devoid of vitality.

Charlot had not anticipated that the labyrinth guards would be such entities.

Had he known, he would rather have killed these redback bear warriors outright than transform th...

Chapter 148: One Hundred Labyrinth Guards

Baron Feller had been plagued with nightmares daily over the past few days.

First, some of his prized paintings vanished. In their place, where the artwork had hung, the signature of Hughes the Phantom Thief was left behind. However, Charlot Mecklenburg hadn’t taken the paintings; he merely hid them. These fragile masterpieces, if removed to Machubi Fortress Labyrinth, would quickly be destroyed by the harsh environment. Thus, Charlot concealed them so that Baron Feller could never fi...

Chapter 147: Vampires and Orcs

Whether they are true vampires or humans practicing Blood Glory, individuals of low to mid-rank can enhance their strength by consuming the life essence of others. However, for vampires aspiring to advance to higher ranks, the only path is through the formation of a Blood Core.

Each vampire clan has unique physiological traits. Although it is possible for them to practice the secret arts of other clans, such endeavors are inevitably slower compared to cultivating their clan's native tec...

Chapter 146: We Can’t Even Read the Fars Empire’s Script, So Why Bother with Newspapers?

Charlot nearly fell off the wall upon hearing this excuse. He couldn’t help but roar, “Do you mean to tell me you don’t read the newspapers from within Fars Empire?”

The Redback Bear warrior wielding the meteor hammers grumbled, “We don’t even know the Farsian script, how are we supposed to read the newspaper!?”

“Human! Die!”

With a swift flip of his hands, his meteor hammers suddenly doubled in speed. The twin hammers flashed like lightning, crisscrossing ...

Chapter 145: The New Order Accord International Alliance

In the Fars Empire, government departments issued salaries every Monday. Thus, among the empire’s working class, Monday was affectionately known as “Imperial Pay Day.”

On Tuesdays, most of the Fars Empire’s lords collected taxes, leading taxpayers to nickname the day “Lord’s Tax Day.”

The person who orchestrated the infamous "Tax Day Massacre" involving Baron Feller and Baron Febollet was none other than Charlot Mecklenburg, who was in the midst of regrouping the Wes...

Chapter 144: The First Tax Day

Charlot Mecklenburg entrusted Louis Simy with fifty luxury items and Ross Bard with thirty-five, instructing them to convert the goods into cash. He further directed them to use the funds to hire a group of detectives and adventurers.

Now that Charlot’s battles in Silver Dove Castle had concluded, neither of them had managed to hire the detectives or adventurers, an omission that could not go unnoticed.

As for embezzling the funds, neither would dare attempt such a thing. Charlo...

Chapter 143: A Private Knightly Order of No More Than Five

Baron Feller was pleased with Charlot Mecklenburg’s demeanor and decided not to make things difficult for him. Standing atop the city walls, he declared, “Mr. Charlot Mecklenburg, for your distinguished service to the Empire, you are hereby promoted to the rank of Level 32, Grade 2 Assistant Clerk. By special decree of His Majesty the Emperor, you are granted the privilege of forming a private knightly order of no more than five members, valid until the moment of your passing.”

Ch...

Chapter 142: Baron Febollet

The procession from Strasbourg was grand and imposing. It included a knightly order of roughly three thousand, over two thousand attendants, at least twenty carriages, and an expansive merchant caravan…

From the battlements of Silver Dove Castle, Charlot Mecklenburg gazed down to see the golden pheasant-tail emblem fluttering on the banners—a mark reserved exclusively for the royal family’s relatives by marriage. Alongside it was the baronial family crest. The visitor was a baron ...

Chapter 141: The Labyrinthification of Silver Dove Castle is Complete

Belisa could hardly believe her ears and repeated, “Really?”

Charlot shrugged and replied, “Of course it’s true.”

Belisa jumped up excitedly and ran out in a hurry. After all, she was still a young girl, not a seasoned politician adept at hiding her emotions. When she was happy, it was plain to see.

Charlot gently touched the diary in his arms, feeling deeply pleased.

Two days ago, the labyrinthification of Silver Dove Castle had been completed, meaning he no...

Chapter 140: The Blurred State of All Things

Grandma Saint Karen sipped her floral tea while observing the spirited duel between the two young men.

This dreamlike battlefield had hosted over ten rounds of duels, each consisting of twenty matches. Neither Charlot Mecklenburg nor Hughes ever discussed how long these battles would continue, their mutual understanding keeping the matter unspoken.

During this time, both had grown in strength. Hughes became increasingly adept at defeating Charlot swiftly with every increment in hi...

Chapter 139: The Molten Gold of the Setting Sun

Hughes sighed and said, “I’ve never been on a date with a girl.”

His entire life had been dedicated to the cause of restoring South Seraph. Nearly all his time was spent training, which is how he achieved the rank of a high-ranking knight at such a young age.

When would he have had time to date?

Charlot dared not respond to this topic. Charlot Mecklenburg had experienced plenty of dates with women. Even after transmigrating here, his dates with Annie were frequent enou...

Chapter 138: Older than Combat Energy

The Ebrelrahan Clan is hailed as the foremost vampire knight family.

Ranked even higher than the Ebrelrahan Clan is the Arsilo Family, one of the Three Royal Clans. However, they are not considered the top knightly family due to their focus on a more classical and now somewhat obscure swordsman tradition.

The Angel's Thorn technique practices battle energy, a power older than combat energy.

Combat energy derives from the knight’s surging vitality, while battle energy origi...

Chapter 137: The Blood God Timothy Above

Charlot Mecklenburg waited for a day, yet Lady Nancella made no move. He waited another day, and still, there was no sign of action. On the third day, Charlot could no longer bear it and asked Grandma Saint Karen to send a message to Hughes.

Hughes, straightforward as ever, immediately agreed to meet.

Charlot, furious, pointed an accusatory finger at Hughes and said, “How could you break your promise? I even told you a massive secret about Lady Nancella.”

Hughes smiled i...

Chapter 136: The Duel in the Dreamscape

“Agreed!”

Grandma Saint Karen’s voice echoed faintly in the air.

Saint Viggo stared intently at the seemingly empty space but couldn’t find an opportunity to act. After a long silence, he finally remarked, “That woman has left.”

Hughes let out a breath of relief and said to Saint Viggo, “I’ll find his weakness in the dreamscape.”

“The next time we meet on the battlefield will be his end,” Hughes declared.

Saint Viggo responded calmly, “You...

Chapter 135: Battle of the Saint Rank

Dubin, Yellow Bear, Gwen the Spotted Deer, and Bancroft the Wind Wolf exchanged a glance, each swallowing nervously before asking, their voices filled with skepticism but tinged with a sliver of hope, “Commander, do you really have a way to drive off this Saint rank?”

Charlot Mecklenburg let out a resonant cry, “People of Silver Dove Castle! Raise your heads and witness how I will repel the Saint rank of South Seraph!”

“This moment will be etched forever in the history o...

Chapter 134: Is That You?

The applause did not come from anyone around Charlot Mecklenburg.

This signified that someone had silently infiltrated his vicinity, even bypassing his Eye of Insight without triggering any response.

What shocked Charlot even more was that he noticed everyone around him was frozen in place—Dolores Soumet, Frederica, Dubin Alger, Yellow Bear, Bancroft the Gale Wolf, and Gwen the Dappled Deer, along with all the West Wind Knight Order soldiers and the Silver Dove Castle militia. T...

Chapter 133: Such a Man

In the distance, the horns sounded again. Compared to the previous days, a much larger force of the South Seraph army appeared on the horizon. Hughes' reinforcements had finally arrived, and he initiated the "fourth" siege.

Belinna and her three guards had spent the past few days tirelessly persuading Charlot Mecklenburg to rescue Duke Joseph, even subtly threatening him with his parents and older brother. Yet, Charlot remained unmoved, cleverly "leaking" this information instead.