Chapter 34: Lord Jonas, You're Too Humble |
Watching Jonas at the center of the cheering crowd, Holdo couldn't help but pat Asher's shoulder as he approached.
"Look... that's my son!"
"Yes yes yes..."
"Your son could never compare in his lifetime!"
"Yes yes yes..."
Seeing Asher's somewhat depressed expression, Holdo burst into laughter: "Hahaha."
If he had previously worried Jonas might lead the Regin Family into irreversible ruin,
Now looking back—
No one in Thunderkeep was more suited to lead than Jonas.
...
Feeling the soldiers' cheers below, an inexplicable emotion welled up in Jonas.
From now on, this would be his army.
Sensing the depletion of his magic and stamina, Jonas couldn't help but sigh—lying flat would be more comfortable!
It seemed he'd need to recruit more geniuses to continuously strengthen his power.
Let the geniuses conquer the world for him...
"Master, you are the strongest!"
Oliphina stepped forward and whispered.
After witnessing Jonas's performance today, she finally understood the vast gap between them.
The so-called genius that everyone praised appeared utterly inadequate before her master.
Nearby, Charis saw this scene and pursed her lips before standing on Jonas's other side.
"My lord has always been the strongest."
After seeing Lord Jonas today, she felt he would be the only person she could admire from now on.
[Loyalty: 50%]
[Magic Power Refund: 10x]
[Two additional binding slots unlocked.]
Seeing these system notifications, Jonas felt a surge of joy.
Two more slots meant he could recruit more geniuses. With their efforts, he would inevitably become the world's strongest.
Looking at the two girls, he couldn't resist patting their heads and sighing: "I still have to rely on you both."
Oliphina said softly: "Master, you're too humble."
Charis added: "Indeed! Lord Jonas, you're far too modest. If I had your abilities, my tail would be wagging up to the sky!"
Oliphina gazed intently at Jonas—to achieve such feats and power at his age while remaining this humble...
Her master's vision extended far beyond this war.
He aimed to become this world's king!
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Meanwhile, chaos reigned in Eos City.
Originally an imperial city and one of Postaya's six major cities,
It had been firmly seized by Destiny.
The city center served as Destiny Army's stronghold.
Military leaders held a meeting.
"Hah... these noble dogs are utterly pathetic!"
"Laughable! Many pissed themselves when they saw our army approaching!"
"Damn it, we were oppressed by these noble mutts before?"
"Tch... while we attacked cities, they were busy with infighting. What's so fearsome about these noble dogs?"
At the head sat Deslar, Destiny Army's leader—a resolute middle-aged man with a blood-red great axe beside him.
As Destiny's sole leader and the rebellion's most powerful force,
He tapped the table to silence the others before speaking:
"Still no word from Evelos's Sixth Army?"
The Sixth Army, newly formed with uneven personnel, suffered from poor management and morale.
He worried imperial forces might ambush and scatter them.
Another commander reassured: "Relax, Deslar. We took major cities, leaving smaller territories for Evelos's troops—giving them room to develop."
"Exactly! If they can't even take minor territories with tens of thousands of troops, it'd be laughable."
"Don't worry, commander. Evelos's magic isn't for show. Those backwater noble dogs have probably never even seen a mage!"
"Haha..."
Still uneasy, Deslar insisted: "Evelos should've reported by now. Something's wrong."
"Deswen, take a detachment from the Second Army to investigate."
"Huh? Investigate those scattered minor territories?
The largest is Tars City—Evelos must be attacking there, too busy to report."
"No, you must check. Evelos isn't one to neglect reports."
"Fine... though I bet Evelos is already drinking the local lord's fine wine by now."
...
"AAARGH—"
Evelos screamed as saltwater poured over his chained body lashed to a wooden post.
Jonas twirled an exquisite ring—a mage's spatial ring capable of storing numerous items,
Though typically requiring its owner's spell to open.
Jonas advised coldly: "I suggest you confess what I want to hear. It'll make your death... more comfortable."
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