The First Magic World War-Chapter 266 - : The Proof of Oath

Chapter 266: The Proof of Oath

Charles dragged his Collapsing Mountain backward and took a diagonal step back, then he shook his spear to counterattack.

On the battlefield, rapiers weren’t quite the suitable weapon, and Charles had gradually got used to using the Knight’s Spear. The spears and gunmanship of the Black Phoenix Dynasty differed slightly from those popular in Fars, Byron, and Inglima, with the Black Phoenix’s technique being more exquisite and possessing many unexpected variations.

In comparison, the gunmanship of Fars, Byron, and Inglima was relatively simple and unadorned. Even the Wings of Heaven, famed for its variability in Byron’s gunmanship, was slightly inferior in terms of variety.

Fortunately, Charles had the Quickness Technique x10, and every exchange was fast against slow, pulling the fight into his own rhythm.

Chloe braced her spear horizontally to deflect Charles’s strike, her spear quivering with seven or eight blossoms, each composed of five petals. Despite having witnessed it numerous times, Charles couldn’t help but silently praise the intricate delicacy of this move.

Unable to decipher her gunmanship, he simply didn’t try; he stepped back and waited for Chloe to slightly retract her spear thrust before the Collapsing Mountain struck like lightning, counterattacking once more.

The two had been dueling back and forth on the battlefield for over half an hour, yet neither could gain the upper hand.

Behind Chloe, the flag of the Black Phoenix Dynasty fluttered, the War God vaguely appearing, and she was shrouded by the illusion of a hillock. Using three out of the Five Great Knights’ Proofs, she was as hard-shelled as a turtle.

Charles did not walk the path of a knight. The Stellar Battle Qi transformed by Bloody Glory was authentic swordsman heritage, unable to conjure the Knight’s Proofs, but he had a diverse set of skills, often relying on his speed to create distance before firing his gun.

However, the Energy Bullets he used from the Blue Rattlesnake, provided by Baron Bird of Regret, were only average in strength, not even able to break through Chloe’s Earth’s Proof defense.

In previous duels, Charles had already tested Chloe’s gunmanship, surmising she also had the strength to deflect Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullets, so he purposefully didn’t use them and employed Energy Bullets to probe. At the start of this duel, he continued using Energy Bullets. Seeing Chloe repeatedly deflect them with Earth’s Proof without making a move to specifically counter, he thought, “It should be time.”

After firing two shots in succession, he switched his Blue Rattlesnake to an alchemic magazine and pulled the trigger.

A scroll suddenly burst forth from Chloe, and almost reflexively, she lifted her spear, continuously swirling the blade to ensnare the incoming Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet, flicking it away.

The Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet fell to the ground, blasting a deep crater upon impact.

Astonished, Charles exclaimed, “You’ve actually also conjured the Proof of War?”

Chloe glanced at Charles, her eyes filled with wariness. If not for her Proof of War protecting her from all schemes and treacheries on the battlefield, she would have been in peril. Chloe hadn’t expected that Charles, after many one-on-one fights, had all along concealed his possession of Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullets, always shooting with Energy Bullets instead. Just now, she had been shot twice with Energy Bullets before he suddenly fired one, releasing a Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet. If she were alone, she would not have reacted in time and could have suffered a great loss.

Chloe bellowed, “Despicable scoundrel, come and fight me face to face!”

“You Fars breed pig, you only know how to fight on women.”

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“Come on! Fight like a man.”

“If you had the courage to fight me face to face, I would name my son after you, Charles!”

Charles was simply too fast, and every fight with him put Chloe through hardship; now, at last, she erupted, swearing furiously on the battlefield.

Charles felt somewhat sheepish; he had once used this move to ambush Zolman, killing him with a single shot.

However, Zolman, who had also gathered the Five Great Knights’ Proofs—Proof of Honor, Proof of Courage, Proof of War, Proof of the Hills, and Earth’s Proof—was not a man of his word, so he didn’t receive the Proof of Oath and was unable to guard against ambushes on the battlefield.

Charles had not expected the Proof of Oath to be so useful, making it impossible for him to ambush others; all his previous plotting had been in vain.

How could he, with only intermediate strength, challenge a high-order opponent, relying solely on his astonishing speed?

As for whether Chloe’s son was named Charles, he didn’t care—after all, wasn’t his last name Mecklen?

Charles put away the Blue Rattlesnake and switched back to Collapsing Mountain, musing to himself, “Indeed, high-order extraordinary weapons require matching high-order transcendent strength. If I were high order, each bullet would carry the force of a high-order full-strength strike, and purely through gunmanship, I could compete with this guy for a day.”

“Unless I find a high-order to condense bullets for me, but to condense a single bullet that equals a full-force strike of one’s own strength, it would take a day or two. No high-order transcendent would be willing to do such arduous work.”

Charles and Chloe fought viciously for a day until both were exhausted. They each returned to their camps. Chloe yelled angrily, “Charles Meklen is nothing but a lowlife on the battlefield, not daring to face me head-on, only running around playing with conspiracy and trickery.”

“Tomorrow, I won’t duel him anymore. I’m going to lead my troops in a charge.”

It was the first time her aide had seen Chloe with such an expression. Chloe Hadrian, of royal lineage, although from a distant branch, still held a prestigious position. She was one of the most prominent young figures of the Black Phoenix Dynasty. Even though she couldn’t compare to the prodigies of the previous generation like Zimmerman or this generation’s Kreel Brittany, she was still very famous, known for being mild-tempered, resolute, and courageous.

This was the first time her aide had seen Chloe curse and lose her temper on the battlefield.

She knew she couldn’t persuade him, after all, Charles was indeed too upsetting, and she herself couldn’t think of any way to help her superior, so she offered only gentle comfort.

Charles had no beautiful female aides; Taoles was the superintendent of the Patrolling Army, his colleague, not his subordinate. Even if there were, he wouldn’t dare to have any—although Anne was gentle and generous, Charles firmly remembered an elder named Goron once said, “Men come in many types, but women are all the same.”

“To think your girlfriend or wife is different from other women is just because you haven’t seen the others; it doesn’t mean they don’t exist.”

“There isn’t a woman who doesn’t get jealous; the only difference is how strong her preference is.”

Charles didn’t have time to think about these messy thoughts. He returned to his own camp and first circulated the Bloody Glory to recover his strength, then began to ponder the possibility of a midnight raid on the camp.

“Chloe has the Proof of Oath, which can predict attacks and ambushes against him, but that thing shouldn’t apply to camp raids, right?”

“Although he is formidable, his subordinates are nothing special. I now have nine transcendent orc warriors, and during the raid, a mass brawl will likely get him killed.”

“Although, some of these Labyrinth Guardians are sure to die by his hand.”

“That’s a bit of a pity!”

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