Chapter 474

Chapter 474: Arrival at Beacon City

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Black Rock Duchy.

Jenna and the curved saber uncle were traveling together.

“Uncle, where did you learn your extraordinary skills? They look very distinctive.”

“Little girl, don’t pry into everything.”

Perhaps they had grown more familiar over these few days, as Jenna asked questions with less restraint than before, making the uncle increasingly exasperated.

“Can’t say, or is there a sad story behind it?” Jenna turned her head to look sideways at the bearded uncle.

“It’s not particularly sad. Actually, my skills come from Emanas, but I wasn’t one of their students.”

“Rather, I had an older cousin who was from Emanas. He taught me some knowledge about cultivating extraordinary sequences when I was young, which led me on this path.”

“Of course, I’m not as talented as he was. Sequence 4 of War is my limit.”

“What about your cousin?”

“He’s dead.”

“Ah!?”

“How did he die?”

“Huh, still too idealistic, offending people he shouldn’t have. No matter how talented one is, they will meet an untimely end,” the uncle scoffed.

“Afterward, I wandered around, honing my skills.”

“Did you return to kill those enemies then?”

“No, I couldn’t win; they were too many.”

“Mmm.”

“But I’m not stupid. When dealing with bad people, you can’t be too particular. I took care of them one by one,” the uncle recalled happily.

“Uncle is amazing,” Jenna blinked.

“Don’t flatter me, we should part ways now.”

The two horses stopped at a crossroads, one heading west, the other north. Jenna was headed to Beacon City in the west, while the curved saber uncle was going to the northern region.

“So soon.” Jenna felt she still had many questions for the uncle, but time was running out.

Watching the curved saber uncle ride north, Jenna called out, “Uncle, how do you think this nation could improve?”

“How could it? Just carry on as is.”

“Uncle, if your cousin were still alive, how do you think this nation could improve!”

“Hah, how could this field full of weeds and pests improve?”

“Maybe just burn it all down.” His voice faded away as his silhouette disappeared at the end of the road.

Standing at the crossroads, Jenna looked at the empty intersection, silent.

He stood for a long time before finally turning his horse westward. The sound of hooves echoed in the empty Valley Interior.

On the other side, the curved saber traveler continued northward, looking at the desolate wilderness and the Sky, couldn’t help but recall his youthful days.

Ha, who would have thought that in the end he still couldn’t resist speaking his heart.

It’s because of having such an older cousin, whose silhouette was once his idol during his youth.

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Two days later, Jena finally arrived at the foot of the Beacon City. The sight before her made her gasp in shock. The once strong and prosperous Beacon City now had its gates wide open, with corpses burning outside the city, and foul-smelling black smoke drifting in the air.

Her pace gradually slowed down until she finally led her horse to the city gate, where guards stopped her.

“What is your identity? You cannot enter or leave at will now.” Perhaps the complex forces here made the guards wary.

“I am Mulong’s daughter, Jena, and currently also a student at Emanas,” she said.

“Mulong?” These guards seemed to remember something and asked her to wait by the gate, then sent someone to notify the city.

Soon after, a man with sharp eyebrows walked briskly over, precisely Mulong, one of the mercenary leaders in Black Rock Vitz County.

“Follow me,” he briefly instructed the guards, then brought Jena into the city.

Silence reigned as they walked. Jena felt that her father seemed somewhat angry.

Upon reaching a medium-sized courtyard, Mulong led Jena into this heavily guarded place, surrounded by his subordinates, whom Jena knew well. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

After entering the house, he found her a separate room, brought a cup of water, and placed it in front of her, then asked:

“Why did you come? Didn’t I tell you not to return?” His brows furrowed, clearly unhappy about their meeting.

“I was worried about Father and everyone,” Jena lowered her head.

“Immature.”

“Then what can you change by coming here? I still need to find someone to protect you.”

“But… I’m afraid I won’t see everyone again.”

“Fear, I fear even more that we’ll both die here, with no one to avenge us.” Mulong sat in front of Jena, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

After a long while, seeing his daughter’s silent, bowed head, Mulong’s tone softened slightly.

“You haven’t fully grown yet. There’s a better future for you at school. If there’s anything you want to do, you can do it when you’re stronger.”

“But, I can’t be so cold-hearted,” Jena bravely lifted her head, her emerald eyes staring.

Father.

“I don’t want to regret after I lose it.”

Mu Long looked at his daughter’s appearance and took a deep breath, slowly exhaling.

“Alright, stay until today, and leave tomorrow. As long as I’m still alive, you’ve seen it.”

“But,” Jenya seemed to have more to say.

“What is it? The situation within the city is uncertain, with hidden currents. Staying here will only distract me, and you’ll become a handle for them to manipulate me.”

“I understand, Father.” Jenya bowed her head slowly in agreement.

She tossed and turned all night, finally falling into a deep sleep.

The next day, at noon.

Jenya rubbed her still drowsy forehead, struggling to get dressed and go downstairs to eat.

“The pot in the kitchen next door still has food left. Eat quickly and leave,” Mu Long said while sitting in the hall, surrounded by several people discussing matters.

“Yes, Father.” Jenya nodded and walked over to heat up the food slightly.

She opened the pot and saw the abundant meat and vegetables inside, feeling a warm sensation in her heart. She ate slowly, seemingly wanting to stay a bit longer.

“Leader, the City Lord’s Mansion has sent someone to call you for a meeting.”

While Jenya was eating, a person in chainmail rode into the courtyard, dismounted, and entered the house to report.

“I know. When?”

“Right away.”

“So urgent?”

“Yes, it’s said that the Frost Rose side has also sent people this time, aiming to reach a conclusion.”

“Conclusion? It’s no different from wanting us to serve as cannon fodder to attack Clancia,” commented a staff member casually.

“But we can’t refuse now. If they can support us with these, they can also turn around and support others taking them away,” the people in the room sighed.

“Moreover, we need to decide who will speak for Black Rock in the future. This could lead to various conflicts. Those mages have never cared about our internal strife; they just want to see results quickly.”

“Or perhaps, our mutual opposition makes it easier for them to manipulate the entire Black Rock Duchy.”

“Alright, let’s not talk about it anymore. Let’s go.” Mu Long put on his armor, stood up, and shouted toward the kitchen.

“Eat quickly and leave, don’t hesitate.”

“I know, Father.” Jenya’s faint voice came from beside.

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