The First Magic World War-Chapter 354 - : 336, Patron of the Serpent of Destiny

Chapter 354: 336, Patron of the Serpent of Destiny

The Temple of the Nine True Gods also doubled as a graveyard, which was essentially the deity’s primary business.

What surprised Charles the most was that the Brittany Family’s graveyard was located within the Temple of the Serpent of Destiny, this temple situated in the Lucavaro District, with a very ancient history, built during the Sherlock Dynasty and had survived six eras to date.

As the chief of the Patrolling Army and the head of the administrative bureau in Lucavaro District, Charles had not come back for a long time.

Ever since the Patrolling Army had been transformed into a Knighthood, not to mention Charles, even the Patrolling Army was hardly manned all year round, similar to the old days of idle staffing.

Now, the greatest power in the Lucavaro District was Ross Bard’s commercial company.

Ross Bard’s company wasn’t a typical gang organization; it was a coalition of seventeen shops, forming a security group with gang-like elements, rarely clashing with other gangs, merely protecting the commercial security of the seventeen shops.

The company’s leader, Ross Bard, had made two mistakes but soon realized them, choosing to pledge allegiance to Charles and settled in Machu Picchu, exerting all his efforts to assist him in developing commerce.

Charles had too many soldiers and fighting didn’t require so many people, so now with ample manpower in Machu Picchu, Bard’s company hired many employees, and its scale had expanded over tenfold, far more than just seventeen shops. Excluding the new shops in Machu Picchu, there were already over fifty in the Lucavaro District alone.

Well, among them were two of Annie’s bookstores!

Most of the gangs in Lucavaro District had been tricked by Charles to join the Westwind Knights, significantly weakening their power. This being Charles’ territory, Bard’s company faced almost no resistance in their expansion across Lucavaro District.

Upon returning to Lucavaro District, as soon as Charles appeared, someone rushed to notify the current leader of Bard’s company, but Ross Bard was away, not in Strasbourg, and the current leader was his son, Little Bard!

Little Bard, already over thirty, immediately led a group to wait for Charles halfway, approaching with a smile amidst dark luxury, said, “Mister Mecklen, you’ve finally returned to loyal Lucavaro District. If you have any orders, just give us a shout, we are proud to serve you.”

Charles glanced at the people outside, his first time being received with such grandeur, but he truly didn’t like these formalities and said, “Just get on with your own business! I don’t need all this. You’re Bard’s son, right? Work hard, our Westwind will grow even stronger.”

Little Bard gave a small smile, and also bowed respectfully to Annie.

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The relationship between Charles and Miss Annie Brittany was well-known within the Westwind Knights, after all, the young lady was the Westwind Goddess at the University of Georgia, and their Knighthood was named the Westwind Knights—was there any need to further state their connection?

Having heard that Annie wished to get involved in the bookstore business, Little Bard personally visited her, offering her two shop locations. Although Annie still paid, this act of “loyalty” made quite an impression on her, and Little Bard busied himself more with these two bookstores than he did with his own business.

Even Charles did not realize that around him, there was already a network of relationships, still too weak but quite flexible.

Knowing Charles’s temper and that he and Annie were traveling together, Little Bard deemed it inappropriate to continue accompanying them, so after their meeting, he took his people and left, only leaving behind a dozen youths at Charles’s disposal.

Charles hadn’t minded, but when he occasionally looked outside the carriage, seeing a dozen youths following the carriage, speeding along, his eyes slightly tightened as he recognized a familiar face.

Well, actually more than one familiar face, but the others weren’t as well-known.

He saw Yang Meilianye from Seagull City.

The youths who followed him all came from Seagull City, and when Charles hadn’t yet left his hometown, he often saw them on the streets.

Charles thought silently, “Why have they come to Strasbourg?”

He didn’t come forward to greet them, planning to find an opportunity to ask later.

The luxurious darkness quickly arrived at the Temple of the Serpent of Destiny. Charles helped Anne out of the carriage and casually turned the luxurious darkness into a ring. The following youths all showed looks of envy. One of the youths murmured, “When will we ever be able to own such magical treasures?”

Yang Meilianye chastised quietly, “Stop dreaming.”

Having been in Strasbourg for a while, and after being tempered by society, he had become more astute and more aware of reality.

In Seagull City, Yang Meilianye might not have felt it, but in Strasbourg, since he had a group of youths under his command, he quickly found a way to make a living by running errands for the townspeople. Despite the hardships, at least they were not starving.

He quickly learned that Charles was working in the Lucavaro District and brought his group there, thinking he would soon see Charles. However, he did not expect that Charles was almost never seen, but his presence was felt everywhere in Lucavaro District.

The Patrolling Army belonged to Charles Mecklen, as did the Bureau of Politics. Many of the products on the streets were Charles Mecklen’s, even the newly opened bookstore was said to be Charles Mecklen’s…

The residents of Lucavaro District even assumed the goods affiliated with the Westwind Knights to be of high quality and reasonably priced, thereby doubling their reassurance when making purchases.

Yang Meilianye gradually lost the desire to seek out Charles, feeling that he and Charles were no longer people of the same world.

He could also understand why Charles had not come to see him initially…

Well, he understood wrong.

This was Charles’s first visit to the Temple of the Serpent of Destiny. Although it was now the Era of Black Moon, managed by Lady Black Moon, the faith and worship of the other eight True Gods remained unaffected, and the Temple of the Serpent of Destiny still had many followers.

Charles and Anne quietly walked past several buildings to the cemetery behind the temple, where many people were mourning their loved ones in utmost silence.

Anne found the grave of Sophie Brittany; since she was murdered by her husband, she was not buried in the Yangmills Family’s cemetery but was brought back to the Brittany Family’s cemetery.

Anne placed a bunch of white daisies she brought with her in front of her aunt’s gravestone, with her hands intertwined and held against her brow, silently praying.

Charles, filled with remorse, also silently prayed for a few moments, thinking, “Miss Sophie, everything was the fault of the former Charles Mecklen, I am Haisheng Huang now, no longer that person. If you have returned to the embrace of the nine True Gods, please don’t think of me anymore. I also took care of your enemy for you…”

Indeed, Yangmills might be considered to have died at the hands of Charles.

Just as Charles finished praying and was looking around at the scenery, a young Priest floated over and smiled saying, “Patron of the Serpent of Destiny! The High Priest would like to see you.”

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