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Chapter 391 – 198: The Prerequisites for Flame Walker (Legendary) (Two-in-One Mega Chapter)_4

“But where could those one or two remaining Skill Points come from?”

Rein murmured to himself.

He focused his attention on the attribute panel, inspecting the Profession Levels.

Name: Rein Carlan

Profession: Wizard Apprentice (Transcendent) lv5 (1546/2000) / Knight (Transcendent) lv5 (1789/2000) / Beast Tamer (Transcendent) lv5 (102/2000) / Armorer lv6 (211/3000)

Constitution: 22

Strength: 22

Agility: 20

Spirit: 27

Remaining attribute points: 6

Remaining Skill Points: 1

“Perhaps, during the next battle, I should use more witchcraft, so that the Profession Level of the Wizard Apprentice (Transcendent) might rise by another level,”

“As for the Beast Tamer (Transcendent), the gap to the next level is quite significant, but I do have all the ingredients for the Potion of Wisdom that I collected earlier at the Nightingale Market in Rosby City,”

“If I make it all and feed it to a pet afterward, I wonder if the system will reward me with a wave of experience?”

“However, in a few days I must assume my post in Fishing Port Town, and the forging must be completed as soon as possible. As for potion making, it would be best if possible…”

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Meanwhile,

in a luxurious mansion in Meist County City,

in the underground hall,

the Black Flame Monk Maral reported respectfully, “Great Priest, the latest news is that Baron Norman was killed on the spot by Rein during the bloody duel!”

The corpulent high priest slowly turned his head, lazily stretching out his bony arm, flicked his fingernail, and said, “Isn’t that something we had anticipated?”

“Such a foolish fellow, not understanding his own strength, unwittingly bolstering this Rein’s arrogance.”

However, as he finished speaking, he noticed Maral remaining silent.

Thus, he suspiciously lifted his head and glanced at Maral, who stood to the side with a troubled expression, seemingly having something to say but unsure how to start.

The high priest immediately said irritably, “Speak up, you want to say that Baron Norman wasn’t weak, right?”

“What, was the duel intense? Did Rein barely win?”

Maral shook his head and said, “Uh… Great Priest, Baron Norman had successfully advanced to the Great Knight tier before participating in the bloody duel.”

“What, Norman advanced to Great Knight?” the corpulent high priest, his eyes suddenly widening in surprise, immediately turned to look at Maral and said.

“Yes, Great Priest,” Maral bowed slightly, respectfully replied.

“Could it be that this Rein has also advanced to Great Knight?” the high priest, staring intently at Maral’s face, pressed on.

“This… probably not…”

“Then how did this Rein defeat a Great Knight? What did the people at the scene say?” the high priest, pondering, continued to rapidly inquire.

“Uh… According to the people who witnessed the fight, they also couldn’t understand why Rein was able to defeat Baron Norman, who had just become a Great Knight. They just felt that Rein’s Hammer Skill was extremely powerful, rendering Baron Norman unable to resist,”

“Later, I also quietly went to the scene and found the ground pitted and cratered, like the thorough shell blasting when pirates storm ashore, with a particularly noticeable fan-shaped depression over ten square meters, purportedly the result of Rein’s hammer strike,”

“Now, this Rein has also acquired a nickname, the townspeople of the County Town call him ’Baron Hammer’….”

There was a prolonged silence in the underground hall.

“Snap!”

The emaciated arm struck the armrest of the chair heavily, and the high priest, with an extremely unsightly expression, said, “After all, we allowed the opponent to grow….”

“The strength of the Great Knight is always a hidden danger….”

“Right, has Rein not yet been dispatched to Fishing Port Town?”

It seemed that the high priest had already suffered numerous psychological blows from Rein, so he quickly adjusted his mindset and inquired.

“Not yet, but… it should be in the next two days.”

“Hmm, organize Rein’s information and send it immediately to the Sea God Sect. If the Sea God Sect is not well-prepared, Rein might indeed catch them off guard.”

“By your command, High Priest!” Maral, clad in black robes, bowed and prepared to leave to attend to the related matters.

At that moment, the high priest called out to him again.

“Maral, how is the preparation for the prayer materials coming along?”

Maral halted abruptly, then turned around and said, “They are all prepared. Rest assured, this time it will certainly not affect the normal process of the Black Flame Prayer Ritual.”

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“That’s good, since there’s less than a month until the prayer ritual,” the high priest sighed deeply.

“Hmm? High Priest, has the precise date been determined?” Maral looked up and asked.

“I have already sensed a response to my prayers from the master; the next time point will be on the second Sunday of the Month of Vitality.”

“At that time, it will certainly give a huge surprise to Mingster Province, hahaha!” The corpulent high priest suddenly burst into loud laughter, as if he had thought of something.

…

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Wild Wolf Hills.

General Parix of the Zaral Rebellion was standing on a hilltop, leisurely sipping coffee imported from the Eagle Federation, when he glanced at the subordinate hurrying towards him and said somewhat displeased:

“Heshery, I instructed you to organize those newly recruited bandit groups to plunder nearby, why have you run back?”

“General, we have discovered a big catch ahead, but even if we gather several bandit groups together, it would be difficult to take it down. So, what do you think…” a squad leader-like muscular man respectfully reported.

“Oh? Is it the caravan of a noble from Meist County?”

The burly Parix placed one of his armored boots on a small stool, while a gaunt imp quickly wiped it with a rag, huffing and puffing.

Shortly, the armored boot was wiped sparkling clean.

“Yes, going by the crest on the carriage, it seems to be the emblem of the Norman family. For a baronial family, it’s hard to imagine they could organize a convoy of dozens of carriages.”

“This time, it seems they have moved out en masse from the County Town, and the escort force accompanying them is also very strong, with four official knights alone.”

Listening to his subordinate’s report, Parix, wearing half armor, casually switched his legs, placing the other armored boot on the stool.

Without needing to be asked, the imp quickly crouched down and resumed wiping.

After a moment’s thought, Parix looked puzzled and spoke to himself: “The Norman family, it seems I’ve heard that name once—let me think.”

“Sir, it’s the family of Baron Norman who had a bloody duel with the newly-appointed Baron Rein,” the muscular man carefully added.

“Ah yes, right, I remember now, that family. Interesting, let’s go. I’ll take a look myself.” Parix, recalling the fact, put down his coffee and extended two fingers, signaling the muscular man to follow.