Chapter 352 - Volume 3
Chapter 131 – Golden Lionmane from Toquinin
The ambassadors were frozen in place by Brendel’s words. Count Dolant’s plump hand trembled once or twice, but he did not swing it down.
Brendel could see the disbelief in all the nobles’ eyes, no, they were looking at him as though he was a madman. He sighed as his anger leaked out from him:
“Well then, what is going to happen now?”
The nobles’ lips quivered.
=============== Faena’s POV =================
“What the hell is happening? Why are they not moving? Urgh, this bunch of useless fools.” Faena was hiding behind a boulder, staring at the clearing where Brendel was facing off against Aouine’s Ambassadors: “We can’t achieve our goals if this stalemate continues.”
She could not help but turn back to viscount Elman with a hint of complaint.
But he did not expect this situation.
A big furry Beastman pointing his sword at him, using a tone of arrogance to demand him to hand over Halran Gaia. Rovak even had the audacity to mock Aouine’s situation after attacking them.
[Holy fucking shit. Your ability to taunt must be at a Grandmaster rank! Congratulations, it worked and you have my full attention now.]
Brendel held his smile as he took a deep breath.
“I told you, little boy.” Rovak did not realize death was lurking in the corner.
How strong could this youth be when he looked like he was not even twenty?
The Beastman became a Gold-ranker decades ago and was one of Toquinin’s veteran warriors, or he would not have been tasked to search for the Lionheart. Brendel’s threat was answered with the same sarcastic smile he displayed.
“Hand over your sword t—”
Brendel pulled out his sword and swung it.
There was no semblance of Aouine’s swordsmanship, or even any swordsmanship. But it contained all of Brendel’s experience and knowledge to unleash all his strength.
A meteor exploded.