The First Magic World War-Chapter 226 - 221, Menilman and Menier_2

Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sumei’s expressions changed dramatically, exclaiming, "Sacred Order!?"

Charles was more familiar with that pink Fighting Spirit, and shouted, "It’s Princess May! Princess May Guillaume."

This statement turned Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sumei from shock to full-blown terror, as they both exclaimed, "Menier is in danger!"

The two of them activated their Fighting Spirit, turning into two streams of storm and lightning, and rushed out of the group.

Charles hesitated slightly, then told a few of his subordinates, "I’ll go have a look too."

He knew of the grudge Princess May held against his schoolmate, although the grudge seemed somewhat inexplicable.

Wouldn’t the Great Eldest Princess, who even he feared, lash out, let alone facing Menierman himself?

Could this be the vengeance of a husband slain?

In the Eastern Great Nation where Charles had lived in his past life, there was a saying: a feud over a father’s murder, a grudge over a wife stolen!

This phrase was used to describe the depth of personal enmities.

It stood to reason that, reversed, having her husband slain by Zimmerman in a duel was surely a lifelong relentless resentment for this widowed Great Eldest Princess!

The Great Eldest Princess always traveled in a black robe, never showing her face, with no other hobbies aside from novels, nor did she interact with anyone.

She was certainly devastated after her husband’s death, only short of a complete change in temperament.

Ah, Mister Charles Mecklen had personal experience.

He had been thrown onto an enemy warship by the Great Eldest Princess, thrown into the sea, and even intimidated with a whale.

Not to mention the painful life of being forced to memorize novels...

He would say that traveling with Princess May was the most torturous time since he had transmigrated, even including his previous life, the worst of both combined.

Even now, his group included a team of quick scribes and fast horse couriers for dispatching manuscripts.

The aftereffects had not yet dissipated.

Charles was somewhat worried about Menierman, his schoolmate, but he knew his worry was useless; after all, he was merely a Mid-Level Transcendent.

If Princess May were to explode in fury, High-Level Transcendents like Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sumei might be somewhat effective, but what could he do? Stand on the side and shout, "Stop fighting!"?

What a strong flavor of a romance novel heroine.

Even with his Quickness Technique×2, Spirit Spider Technique, and even using the Wings of the Hatchling Dragon, Charles was still far behind the two High-Level Transcendents, whether Kreel Brittany or Ebner Sumei, unlike any other High Order he had encountered before.

High Orders are different too!

Thirteenth Rank and Eighteenth Rank could never be the same.

Practicing common Secret Techniques and the Old Continent’s top knight inheritance can’t be on the same level.

Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sumei, who practiced the Old Continent’s top knight inheritance, had just broken through to the Eighteenth Rank and were just a step away from advancing to Sacred Order.

No matter how vigorously Charles pushed his Secret Technique, he still fell increasingly behind the two already stirring up storms and lightning.

By the time he arrived at the scene, Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sumei were already standing behind Menierman, with their rapiers drawn, ready to fight for the Empire’s First Rose.

Princess May, in her black robe, still wore her cold, aloof expression as she faced everyone, like a proud plum blossom that bloomed defiantly on a snowy day.

But almost everyone knew that it was Princess May alone who was the stronger party.

An army of hundreds was, in fact, the weaker side.

Charles, panting and holding his knees, noted that the fight hadn’t started yet, and there might still be a chance. He prepared to try his "Su Qin Technique," although he was no Su Qin or Zhang Yi, but he was confident in the knowledge of his past world and his accumulated knowledge as a transmigrator.

Just as Charles was about to speak, he heard Princess May say, "None of the bookstores in the Behemoth Duchy had those two books you’ve talked about."

"Have you been lying to me all this time?"

Charles hadn’t expected that, while he was composing his lines, he would become the center of attention.

Suddenly with Princess May’s remark, including Menierman, everyone’s gaze focused on him.

Kreel Brittany even asked in lip language, "What books?"

Ebner Sumei made a gesture, expressing his own confusion.

In a flash, Charles very much wanted to tell everyone, "I’m in the wrong place! I’m leaving right now! Pretend I was never here!"

Well, that’s three sentences.

Without waiting for a response from Charles, Princess May indifferently said, "I have important matters right now concerning the books. We’ll explain everything when we return to Strasbourg."

Charles roared inwardly, "What do you mean ’we’? Who’s ’we’ with you? ’We’ or not ’we’..."

But he dared not speak out, afraid that Princess May would suddenly vent her anger and kill him first.

This Great Eldest Princess was truly mad.

Even the Blood Clan’s Sacred Order, claiming to have excavated the Blood Core, had indeed done so.

Princess May turned her head and said to Menierman, "It’s all thanks to this fellow, tricking me into thinking there were two novels available only in Behemoth Duchy. That’s why I came here searching for the original novels."

"I never expected our paths to cross like this."

"This is our first meeting, right!?"

"Miss Menierman Sumei?"

"Or perhaps you prefer another title, Miss Rose of Fars?"

Menierman responded faintly, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Princess May Guillaume, draw your sword."

Princess May gave a slight smile, about to mock her harshly once more, but then she saw Menierman’s whole body enshrouded in a night-like intense Fighting Spirit, her feet slowly leaving the ground, and the glow on her sword turning to a dark shade.

Under the enveloping darkness, a strange full moon emerged.

Dark Breath Technique! Black Moon Goddess Meditation Technique!

Menierman had already ascended to the Sacred Order.

Everyone present couldn’t help but get excited.

Charles wasn’t excited; he was just dumbfounded.

Menierman was the most talented knight!

Everyone knew.

Despite the radiance of the Empire’s First Rose being constantly supressed by her lawless fiancé, Zimmerman Axel Robin, who dominated the entire Old Continent, her charm, talent, and prowess remained unmistakably evident.

Menierman had always been the foremost rose in the hearts of all young men in Fars and throughout the nations of the Old Continent.

But at this moment, Menierman also proved that she not only possessed beauty but also strength that matched her unparalleled beauty.

Princess May smiled slightly, suddenly transforming into a pink streak of light, charging toward Menierman.

Blackness collided with pink in the sky.

An instant created the crisp sound of an air burst, swirling endlessly, like summer’s gentle thunder.

The three men on the ground, despite being willing, were powerless to interfere in the duel.

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As none of them were of the Sacred Order, none could ascend to the air.

Charles had never kept the Floating World Blossom close by, because although it could fly, each ascent would cause countless petals to scatter, much too fragile, and each petal was part of Aegeus, which he was loath to use.

At this moment, even if Charles wanted to help, it was absolutely impossible.

Even if he had the Floating World Blossom at hand, he couldn’t possibly interfere in a battle of this caliber.

This was a duel between the two most renowned ladies of the Old Continent.

This duel was about winning, losing, and... pride.

Princess May transformed into a myriad of falling flowers, hundreds of petals emerging within the pink Fighting Spirit. It was Charles’s first time witnessing the Great Eldest Princess truly in action. When she confronted the two Blood Clan Sacred Orders, her Fighting Spirit never had such impressive variations.

Princess May’s Fighting Spirit truly matched the ancient Earth poem: "The east wind fills with blossoms a thousand trees by night. More scattering, May showers!"

Menierman’s Fighting Spirit, like a dark night with a wicked moon aloft, danced gracefully in the moonlight, her body merging with the night. Charles had never before seen such beautiful combat, such breathtaking scenes.

It also reminded him of another ancient Earth poem: "The common moon that shines before my window is unlike any other when May blossoms differ."