Chapter 113: Outcome · Killing Intent (Part 2)

“We should go to welcome them, and praise their harvest!”

With a smile, Churde Defendi made a request to Miss Baron.

Of course, such an invitation was absolutely not well-intentioned.

“Hmm!”

Miss Baron knew very well the intention of the man beside her to make her look even more embarrassed, but what choice did she have at this moment?

If she did not appear, it would only make Dean Ken and his group feel extremely disappointed upon their return, and might even cause an unnecessary rift with the Tier Territory.

And Miss Baron absolutely did not want to lose Dean Ken, this young Knight Order Regiment Commander.

After all, once the other party left, it would not only deal a blow to the reputation of the entire Tier Territory, but would also embolden the power of the ‘enemy’.

As for what scheme Churde Defendi was plotting, Miss Baron was all too clear.

Watching Miss Baron walking forward, Churde Defendi could not help but sigh softly in his heart—how he wished she would leave in a huff because she could not save face, or under his provocation!

If she did that, then he would be confident in bestowing favor upon the returning Dean Ken and his group, giving both sides a somewhat ‘beautiful’ start, and laying a good foundation for drawing closer relations in the future.

What a pity!

Churde Defendi sighed like this in his heart.

However, the next moment, Churde Defendi’s mood improved again—

“Wow! What is that?!”

“Snow Bear! Snow Bear!”

“Heavens, they actually hunted a Snow Bear!”

…

Such exclamations sounded to Churde Defendi like endless praise for him.

After all, such a plan was formulated by him.

For this plan, not only he, but his uncle also held great expectations.

Although, due to Dean’s appearance, it could not achieve the maximum effect, the ‘witnessing’ by the crowd at this moment, and the spread afterwards, was enough to make the reputation of the Defendi Territory in Vauban County rise to a new level.

You know, that was a ‘Bear-Slaying Warrior’!

In Vauban County, this was absolutely a remarkable feat—the strength of the Snow Bear had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Vauban County.

Churde Defendi took a deep breath; he prepared to welcome his knight returning— at such a time, Churde Defendi naturally would not hide behind the scenes anymore; he also needed to stand at the front to accept the praise and envious gazes of the crowd; as the formulator of this plan, Churde Defendi took this for granted.

However, when he took two steps forward and saw everything before him clearly, Churde Defendi was stunned!

It was not Carl and his group!

It was Dean!

“H-How is this possible?!”

The shock in his heart made Churde Defendi mutter to himself involuntarily.

Churde Defendi, who simply did not believe this was a fact, could not help but rub his eyes; naturally, everything before him did not change.

He still saw Dean dragging the Snow Bear along.

Seeing the unnatural strap marks on the limbs and paws of that Snow Bear, an unprecedented anger rose in Churde Defendi’s heart.

If Churde Defendi still had not guessed what was going on before his eyes by now, then he could not have become the heir designated by Baron Defendi.

Undoubtedly, his plan had been ruined.

Moreover, it had become the ‘wedding dress’ for someone else, becoming capital for others to show off.

As for Carl and his group?

Churde Defendi, even without thinking, could guess the fate of his knight, and those who went to meet them…

The ruin of the plan and the death of his capable subordinate instantly made the anger in Churde Defendi’s heart begin to transform into a cold killing intent.

Dean, who was dragging the Snow Bear forward, suddenly froze— the instinct of an Assassin made him sense a killing intent, a highly threatening killing intent.

It was very clear, and the crisis sensed in his instinct made his gaze search subconsciously.

Almost instantly, Dean saw the Nephew of Baron Defendi.

The other party seemed to have no intention of dodging, his eyes just stared at him like that.

And the killing intent within them was incredibly dense.

Dean looked at the other party, his eyes calm and waveless— as an Assassin in his previous life, Dean had seen too many people with thick killing intent.

Not to mention anything else, just the retired Old Thief who trained him, once he got serious, Dean would be locked by the other’s killing intent in an instant, and then become stiff and unable to move.

It took a full three weeks for Dean to barely adapt to the other’s killing intent.

As for killing aura?

By the end of the training, Dean had only barely passed.

Although Churde Defendi’s killing intent was dense, compared to that Old Thief, it was simply like a child’s play.

However, the sense of crisis within it made Dean pay attention—

“Is he not known for ‘Martial Valor’?”

Dean scrutinized the other party, looking at his rather thin, even slender figure, a hint of playfulness appeared in his eyes.

Among the major countries of Goedz, besides the Strength of Knights, there was another power that simply could not be ignored; although it was very mysterious, it was not unique.

People called it: Wizard!

In the South, the Three Southern Counties of the Emerald Kingdom had ships leading to the Free Federation.

And among the three islands affiliated with the Free Federation, Secret Spell Island was a Wizard island well known to people.

Of course, there was also the even more famous Sky City.

However, compared to the former, the latter required more stringent requirements to enter.

And Dean clearly remembered the experience of this Churde Defendi traveling to the Three Southern Counties for study— clearly, with a Noble identity and sufficient Gold Pulton, as long as this Churde Defendi had the intention, it would not be difficult for him to come into contact with some Wizards, and as long as he had certain aptitude, it was very possible for him to become a Wizard himself.

After all, for Wizards leaving Secret Spell Island, the reasons for arriving at Emerald via the nearest port were nothing more than two—

First, to travel.

Second, to seek sponsors.

Or, both; after all, on Secret Spell Island, the competition among Wizards was quite fierce; without the sponsorship of a big patron, it was difficult for a Wizard to rely on themselves to run the entire Laboratory.

Unless, this Wizard had some truly outstanding qualities.

However, just like Knights, geniuses were always the minority.

Therefore, Dean never doubted that Churde Defendi could meet a Wizard willing to teach him Spells, as long as Churde Defendi was willing to pay Gold Pulton.

And only such an explanation could explain the sense of crisis he perceived from the other party.

“Welcome back, Dean!”

Just as Dean’s gaze was fixed on the Nephew of Baron Defendi, Miss Baron walked over quickly; moreover, compared to the worried look before, at this moment, Miss Baron was glowing with spirit; in her smile, not only were her steps light, but her bearing was graceful.

Even her address for Dean became intimate.

Clearly, it was because of this victory over the Defendi Territory that this Miss Baron’s anger towards Dean had dissipated.

“Is this your hunting result?”

Miss Baron walked in front of Dean and his group and asked impatiently.

“This is the Regiment Commander’s hunting result, and this is ours!”

Facing Miss Baron’s inquiry, Theron directly signaled his two companions; immediately, Ike and Chad, who understood the hint, lifted up a Horned Sheep from behind them.

Such an arrangement was not instructed by Dean, but a spontaneous act by the young people.

In fact, to some extent, there was nothing wrong with this.

“Truly incredible!”

Miss Baron exclaimed like this, then leaned closer to Dean and said in a voice only the two of them could hear: “Well done!”

“Just a good opportunity!”

Dean replied equally in a low voice.

“Where is Knight Carl and his group? Why haven’t we seen Knight Carl and his group yet?!”

The loud shout came from Baron Janel; clearly, seeing Dean and Miss Baron almost sticking together and whispering with their heads down, this Baron who had always admired Miss Baron began to feel jealous.

However, Miss Baron paid absolutely no attention to such shouting.

Dean?

He was even more dismissive— for such a good-for-nothing Lord, Dean truly wished he could get rid of the other party; if not for these guys, in the Blood Moon War of the previous life, how could the Emerald Kingdom have suffered such a huge defeat?

Theron, Ike, and Chad glanced at each other, then began to speak as if talking to themselves—

“The forest at night is terrifying, especially with Snow Bears appearing here; if Knight Carl and his group are not careful enough… tsk, that would be really regrettable!”

“Yes, there must be traps like beast clamps set by hunters in the forest; once stepped on, the consequences are simply unimaginable!”

“But hunters would mark them out, right?”

“But, with the dark night and high wind, Knight Carl and his group might not have seen them, perhaps!”

“Every time, Knight Carl Your Excellency, perhaps simply does not recognize the hunters’ marks, who knows!”

“Really too pitiful!”

…

One sentence each, the three young people sang in harmony.

In the distance, Churde Defendi’s face turned red and white as he listened to the words of the three young people.

Looking at Churde Defendi, the three young people became even more eager, not only were their voices loud, but they also spoke more vividly.

After all, the three young people had watched many performances by bards at the ‘Snow Bear’s Home’ since childhood, so naturally, they were vivid when imitating them.

“Hmph!”

Churde Defendi finally could not bear it anymore; after a cold snort, he prepared to turn and leave.

“Wait!”

Miss Baron looked at Churde Defendi who was preparing to leave and spoke to stop him.