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Pierce was excited. This decisive and eminent king was the type that he and his fellow soldiers wanted to support and pledge allegiance to. After accepting the command, he rushed down the defensive wall with the soldier.

“Brook, send someone to call up Military Judge Conca and Warden Oleg to help with the defense. If they dare resist, kill them on the spot!”

Fei sent these two ‘cold-blooded’ commands. He was going to teach these guys a lesson.

Healing the wounded soldiers last night was to show his kindness, while seizing a couple of nobles that escaped from battle was to show everyone what he was made of. This was the idea he thought of last night. If Fei couldn’t do anything to the enemies, he could at least do something to the corrupted Chambordians.

As Fei expected, after sending the two commands, the atmosphere on the defensive wall got very serious. Fei could feel the boost in morale of the soldiers.

At this moment, Angela smiled as she walked out of the watchtower.

Emma followed her drowsily. She yawned as she rubbed her eyes. After seeing Fei, she winked at him secretly and swung her fist. Fei could tell she meant, “You know what to do!”

Fei smiled back.

After the conversation they had one hour ago, Emma’s hostile attitude had already disappeared.

“Angela, you woke up just on time. I have a very important matter that needs your help.” Fei said as he fixed his fiancée’s messy hair.

“What do you need?”

After hearing Alexander request her help, this beautiful girl was energized. She was afraid that she couldn’t help Alexander at all; now he needed her help, she was more than willing to do it. She overcame her shyness from Fei’s touch as she raised her head and asked with a blush on her face.

“Can you and Emma go and ask Uncle Lampard to come? The battle is beginning and we really need him to take charge here.” Fei said seriously.

“I’ll go right now!” After hearing the urgent request, Angela dragged the drowsy Emma and left right away.

“One more thing, Angela. After you notify Uncle Lampard, don’t come to the defensive wall. There are still wounded soldiers in the palace that need help, take care of them for me with Emma. Thanks!” Fei said.

This took Angela by surprise. However, Angela was a smart girl and knew what Fei meant instantly – the battle was about to begin, so the defensive wall would become very dangerous. If she stayed there, she would only be a burden. Alexander was sending her away on purpose; taking care of the wounded soldiers was only a bad excuse. However, she didn’t object.

Even though she wanted to stay on the wall and help Alexander, she knew that she wouldn’t help him at all by staying on there. So, she nodded and agreed to Fei’s suggestion. Emma clearly knew Fei’s intention as well.

She ran away with Angela as she gave a thumbs up to Fei.


After twenty minutes.

The enemies on the other side of the river had gathered together. Numerous square infantry formations stepped out of the enemies’ base and approached the defensive wall of Chambord. Their weapons pointed at the sky had formed a ‘forest’, and they shined under the sunlight. These enemies were definitely properly trained soldiers. Looking from afar, the people on the defensive wall felt the pressure of war instantly.

As Fei observed the enemies outside the wall, a ton of noise came from his back.

“Don’t touch me with your lowly hands……Fuck off! Damn it! I’ll fucking kill all of you dumbasses later!” A familiar yet arrogant voice sounded.

Fei turned around to see a tied up Gill being brought onto the defensive wall by Pierce. This fatty didn’t have any idea that his luck was over, yelling and screaming rampantly as he arrived.

Fei’s pupils contracted as he looked past the fatty and saw the man standing behind Gill.

It was an old man wearing a red silk robe. He was thin, about 5 foot 8, and had a curved nose. His face appeared gloomy and his eyes subconsciously squinted. He was a little humpbacked, but he walked calmly and steadily. His white hair was combed together by a gem embedded golden hair ring.

“This old man looks powerful, is he……” As Fei was thinking, Pierce came up and laughed, “Your Majesty, we’ve brought Gill here like you commanded. But we had to tie him up, haha.” He then pointed at the old man in red, “However, Head Minister Bazzer is here too.”

This was the old man who had controlled Chambord on Alexander’s behalf.

Fei took a detailed look at the old man. For some reason, this average looking old man gave Fei the impression of a dangerous, vicious and poisonous snake.

“Your Majesty, I need an explanation!” When Fei was observing this old man, the old man stepped by and asked Fei aggressively, “Your Majesty, I want to know what law my son Gill broke that forced you to tie him up and bring him onto the defensive wall. Please give me a proper explanation!”

As to coordinate with his father’s aggressive question, Gill who was tied up yelled at Fei angrily, “Alexander, you dumb idiot! Tell these low class dirt bags to let go of me……”

Fei sneered. “You want to act all arrogant in front of me?” He thought.

He didn’t even look at Bazzer. He walked up to Gill quietly and started brutally slapping Gill without saying a word.

“Pia, Pia, Pia, Pia -!”

After twenty or so loud slaps, Gill’s face swelled up like an inflated balloon. Fei didn’t go easy on him at all; the strength of a barbarian had completely knocked out Gill. Blood dripped from the side of his mouth.

After he had done this, he slowly walked to Bazzer, with everyone still shocked by his action. He cleaned his hand and laughed condescendingly, “I’m the king! Does a king have to explain himself to you when he does something?”


Purely domineering!

I will do whatever I want, and I won’t explain shit to you!

That was the attitude!

Bazzer who was gloomy was about to explode. He was not expecting this at all.

He knew of Alexander’s godlike performance in yesterday’ battle and the mysterious linkage between Alexander and the God of War, so he actually prepared a little. His appearance on the defensive wall was well calculated. “Your intelligence is back to normal? So what?” Bazzer didn’t think a kid who wasn’t even eighteen was able to deal with him.

If he couldn’t beat Alexander physically, then he would just use his brain and strategies.

He planned to ‘reason’ with the young king. Playing tricks and constructing conspiracies were his major. He was 100% confident in ‘convincing’ Alexander. By tricking Alexander, Chambord would still be his backyard.

However –

Bazzer didn’t expect that all his planning would go down the toilet and that the ‘new’ Alexander would be this domineering – not even in his wildest dreams!

He suddenly regretted his decisions.

From the rumours that were circling around Chambord, Alexander only became ‘normal’ after he was shot by the arrow on the defensive wall and hit his head on an object. What goes around comes around. He was the one who brought Alexander onto the defensive wall. He planned to kill the retarded king in the hands of the enemies, but he had made himself a new and more difficult obstacle. However, this feeling of regret only appeared in his head for a fraction of a second. He quickly adjusted himself.

Although he was enraged by the swollen face of his son, he had to swallow it. His plan was already initiated and there was too much on the hook to be messed with. The most important reason was that the number one warrior of Chambord Lampard was walking up the stairs.

“Your Majesty, I apologize for my earlier rudeness!”

Bazzer properly adjusted himself. He bowed to Fei sincerely, “I was only too worried about my son, I was too anxious, please forgive me…… But Gill is now…Eh, is now fainted, I’m afraid that he cannot participate in the upcoming battle. Can I take him back to get some rest?”

“Rest? Rest for what? Chambord is under a great threat. Every man, if not dead, must help with the defense. This light injury is nothing!” Fei didn’t give Bazzer any chance.

He said something to a soldier, and the soldier carried a bucket of cold water and dumped it on Gill mercilessly. As if the fatty was stabbed by eighteen knives, he regained consciousness and started to struggle and scream again. Chapter 28: One Strike! Again!

The king’s roar was like a million arrows that penetrated everyone’s heart. Many veterans lowered their heads to cover their eyes, but their shivering bodies revealed their feelings. Many rookies couldn’t hold back their tears and started crying, partially because they had been wronged, and partially because they were happy.

Standing far away, Pierce, Brook, and Lampard were all pumped by the king’s ‘speech’, and they felt that something was about to burst out of their chests.

On the other hand, Conca was scared to death. He kneeled there and even forgot to slap himself. Because he was so ashamed, he was trying to think of something that would reduce the king’s rage.

“If you are the military law at Chambord, then what the fuck am I?!” Fei roared again and kicked Conca to the ground. He turned around and asked Brook, “Commander Brook, tell me. As a Military Judge, escaping from battles, offending the king and ignoring Chambord’s military law… What’s the punishment for all these crimes?”

“It shall be treated as treason and the death penalty shall be the punishment!” Brook answered honestly.

Fei looked at Conca who was struggling to get up and asked coldly, “Did you hear that? Anything you want to say?”

Now Conca started to panic. Really panic.

Although he had the strength of a peak one star warrior and was not scared of Brook and the soldiers, the number one warrior of Chambord, Lampard was standing there. Like a gigantic mountain hovering over him, Lampard gave him a ton of pressure. If Alexander really wanted him killed, Lampard could cut his head off in an instant.

“Please forgive me! Your Majesty, I’ll never do it again!” Conca crawled under Fei and held onto one of Fei’s legs. He cried as he begged for mercy; his arrogant and aggressive attitude had completely disappeared.

“You want me to forgive you? Ask them, see if they agree.” Fei pointed at the soldiers on the defensive wall.

No one responded, but the hateful and angry stares that targeted Conca had answered that question. Conca never imagined that one day, he would have to beg the soldiers he deemed dirty and low to save his life. After thinking about the things he did in Chambord for the last couple of years, he knew that they weren’t going to let him go.

Conca also knew that the king wanted to set an example; unfortunately, he was the example. His last hope was the Head Minister Bazzer.

After he received Bazzer’s appreciation, he had done many dirty and revolting things to make the actual ‘ruler’ of Chambord happy. He hoped that Bazzer would do the same as he usually did: save his butt from any possible consequences.

However, Bazzer stood there without saying anything; he didn’t even look at Conca. The laid back expression on his face told everyone that he wasn’t even close to Conca.

Conca was disappointed. He looked up and found Alexander sneering at him. The surrounding soldiers had murderous looks in their eyes; if they could, they would eat him alive.

He was deserted.

“Your Majesty, what do you plan to do to me?” Conca started to calm down.

Fei didn’t even look at Conca. He raised his head and said to everyone on the defensive wall, “Military Judge Conca has escaped from battles, offended the king, and messed aroung with the military law. According to the Laws of Chambord, these actions are equal to treason, and he shall be executed!”

After finally getting this chance, Fei wasn’t going to let it go. This Military Judge was definitely Bazzer’s henchman, and he made a mess in the military. From the soldiers’ expressions, Fei knew that Conca deserved to be punished. For these people, it was best to exterminate them. It wouldn’t just hurt Bazzer’s control in Chambord, but would also re-establish the strict military laws and restore people’s faith in Chambord’s law. Fei was determined to eliminate Conca from the start.

After Fei announced the judgement, the soldiers started cheering. But at this moment –

“You want me to die? Then die with me!”

A desperate scream sounded. Holding onto Fei’s leg, Conca suddenly moved. A khaki colored flame lightly surrounded his body; this was the sign that Conca had almost advanced to a two star warrior. He was a peak one star warrior when he came to Chambord two years ago, but these two years of luxury and comfort didn’t improve his strength at all. However, the situation he was in had stimulated his potential, and he advanced to a two star warrior.

Moving like lightning, Conca jumped up and held onto Fei’s neck.

This usually ignorant Military Judge was behaving like an abandoned dog. He yelled crazily in people’s gasps, “Fuck off! Shit! Get away from me! If anyone comes close, I will kill this retarded king!”

Brook, Pierce and the soldiers were shocked. They quickly surrounded him and sword, spears, blades, hammers and all kinds of weapons were pointed at him.

“Let go of the king! You weak bastard!” Pierce swung his hammer and yelled.

Brook was nervous. Although the king had demonstrated his monstrous strength that had killed one star warriors with only a single strike, the flame-like energies surrounding Conca meant that he was already a two star warrior. Moreover, Conca had sneakily attacked. He was worried that the king would be hurt and said quickly, “Conca, let go of King Alexander! I swear to the God of War that we will let you leave Chambord alive and you can go back to your life as a mercenary.”

“Mercenary? Hahaha, you want me to go back to being a precarious mercenary?” Conca had lost his mind, he laughed like a madman and said, “You think that after two years of luxury and erosion at Chambord, I’m still a qualified mercenary? I don’t want to risk my life for a gold coin anymore…… I need a ton of gold and two fast horses. Go get them!”

While Conca was distracted, the number one warrior of Chambord, Lampard was moving towards him slowly. The black sword on Lampard’s back was shaking; Lampard was calculating the distance between them and thinking of a way to save Fei quickly……

However –

Conca discovered it.

He screamed like a stimulated mouse, “Don’t come any closer! Mr. Lampard, stay away, farther……farther! I know I can’t fight you, but with a distance like this, don’t you think I could twist off this retarded king’s head before you could get to me?”

Lampard was frustrated, but he had to back off. No one expected that it would come to this.

Brook and Pierce were worried, but they didn’t know what to do. If they could, they would substitute for Fei, but……

The only one who appeared calm in the crowd was the Head Minister Bazzer. Excitment appeared in his eyes. He prayed in his mind, “Idiot, stop talking! Kill him now! Kill him. Hahaha, that will save me a ton of work……”

“Go prepare the money and the horses! Quick!” Conca was nervous from the weapons pointing at him; he yelled repeatedly.


“Don’t prepare that!” Fei who was silent had finally spoke.

“What did you say?” Conca was surprised.

“I said they don’t have to prepare those thing. Because you don’t have any more chances to enjoy the money.” Fei said calmly, as if he was explain stuff to a kid.

That calmness made Conca feel like he was the one being held onto, not Fei. The extremely nervous Conca was enraged, “Haha, no more chance? Idiot, tell me why?”

“Because, you – are – about – to – die!”


Before Conca could react, he felt a severe pain from his stomach. It felt like his internal organs were exploded by someone. Before the hand that was on Fei’s neck could do anything, he lost his strength, and the sky and ground started rotating in his eyes. He was sent into the air by Fei’s punch.

This scene made the crowd gasp again.

“What happened?” Many people were shocked. From their perspective, the young king who was seized moved his arm and hit Conca’s stomach lightly as if he was playing……

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