Chapter 60: A Deal


    It had been a week since the meeting with the Second Elder and his talk with Senior Beldon.


    As always, ude Rayforth was practicing in his courtyard, trying to improve his cultivation techniques and skills.


    "Pant...! Pant...!"


    ude heaved as his hands moved with the grace of a ballerina, swinging his Katana in an elegant manner, almost as if he was dancing.


    When he first started cultivating the Sunrise Sword Technique, he couldn''t even use it for a long time, as it would''ve drained his spiritual energy in a short amount of time. He couldn''t even use the technique twice in the same day.But he used the knowledge he had and figured out what he needed to do in order for him to be able to maintain this technique for long periods of time.


    He studied his technique and the way his body moved in order to reduce unwanted movements, and to conserve as much energy as he could. He practiced cultivating this technique every day, and now, his body, which he had trained systematically for a whole week, was already showing lots of progress.


    Whoosh!


    With a light breeze, ude stepped forward, and then his figure moved.


    Swish!


    He swung his Katana, and a raging wind gusted by, followed by an iparably tyrannical aura sting out from the strike. The de strike manifested in the air visibly and instantly enveloped the sky before transforming into a stream of resplendent light as it struck the ground.


    BOOM!


    An explosive sound thundered out, as the ground shook violently, torn apart once again by ude''s attacks.


    ''With this It''ll be the fourth time of the day!''


    As soon as hepleted his 4th continuous usage of the Sunrise Sword Technique, ude kneeled on the ground instantly. ude looked at his hands, and realized that they were trembling.


    "Would you, ude Rayforth, betray your master if necessary?"


    As he sat on the ground, exhausted by the amount of training that he had done, ude suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Senior Beldon.


    "Why?"


    "Huh?" As Senior Beldon looked at him with a confused expression, ude hesitated slightly before asking. "Why did you ask me that question? Why me? What was your reason for asking me?"


    "..."


    Senior Beldon''s expression turned nk for a second as he listened to ude''s words, before nodding his head.


    "I see. You sure you want to know?"


    "... Why? Is the reason something absurd?" ude asked like it was ridiculous, but Senior Beldon shook his head with a little smile. "No, no.. it''s nothing absurd. It''s just unremarkable."


    "Then yes. I do wish to know what your reason was for asking me that question."


    "Alright," Senior Beldon nodded his head and continued. "It''s because you reminded me of myself."


    "Huh? What do you mean?" ude looked at him with a confused expression once again.


    "It is as I said. You reminded me of myself. Someone simr. Someone who thinks more than usual. Someone more analytical. Someone who is careful."


    "And that''s it? That''s your reason?" ude asked, his eyes filled with surprise and suspicion as he stared at Senior Beldon, who smiled brightly and continued, "Probably a bit uncharacteristic of me, but I felt as though I had to look after you. Since we''re simr. I don''t know how to exin it properly, but I feel as though we''re connected by fate."


    "So it''s just a feeling," ude replied, and Senior Beldon shrugged his shoulders in response. "You can call it whatever you like. But I do think I did the right thing by asking you that question. I knew you would''ve answered it the same as me."


    "And what if I didn''t?" ude asked, staring at his Senior''s face.


    An amused expression appeared on Senior Beldon''s face for a brief second before he smiled. "Then I wouldn''t have asked!"


    ''Simr to him, huh....'' ude stood up from the ground, and looked at his trembling hands.


    He didn''t know what Senior Beldon was going to do with his answer, he didn''t feel anxious for some reason.


    ''Perhaps...'' ude''s face brightened as he clenched his hands tightly. ''Fate did he call it?''


    ude wasn''t someone who believed in God, for the god he was taught to believe in was righteous and kind. Not one who tortures his creations. But he did believe in the devil.


    Why did he get reincarnated? For what purpose was he given a second chance? ude didn''t know. But he did know that it wasn''t an act of kindness.


    "Fine, I''ll y along with fate if that''s what the devil wishes for," ude turned his gaze towards the skies, his eyes bloodshot as he continued. "But don''t expect me to kneel in front of you! I''ll y along, but I''ll do it my way!"


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    About a hundred years ago, the country of Capenea was andmark for civilization that was on its way to be the cultural and economical centre of the world.


    For a while, it held onto the title of the richest, proudest, most supercilious country in the martial world, and was under the rule of us Alim Bartholin, Emperor of the Great Nordian Empire.


    However, everything changed after the Shadow gue, a pandemic brought to the Capenea by warrior units who were returning from campaigns in the North, wiping out arge proportion of the empire''s poption and iming the life of the Emperor as well, devastating the Royal Army and leaving the country in ruins.


    Since that unfortunate incident, Capenea was never able to return to its glorious days of the forgotten era. It took them almost a century to get the country back on its feet.


    However, it seemed the gods weren''t too fond of the Capeneans, for another misfortune awaited them.


    BOOM!


    The Capenean soldiers were desperately trying to defend against the Thionian army, but it seemed to be futile. Hundreds of cultivators erupted forth, attacking at the same instant, theirbined might exploding out in all directions and causing a swathe of grand destruction, as the Capenean buildings began to fall.


    "Get to safety! Don''t forget to protect the civilians! " An expert from the Capenean Army, General Hans Harrington yelled out to his troops, who were falling back frantically. He then rushed towards a wall of debris, hiding behind it as he studied the Thionian Army.


    ''Goddammit! We''re getting annihted here!'' As he stared at the Thionian army who were pushing forward, butchering the Capenean forces as if it was nothing, his countenance turned incredibly unsightly.


    He then focused his gaze on the centre of the Thionian forces, on a man who was calmly moving forward along with the Thionian soldiers, and yet not making any moves at all. But it wasn''t because he was weak. General Hans Harrington knew that he couldn''t underestimate this man, who''s eyes emanated a terrifying aura that was beyond anything that he''s ever seen.


    "Gilbert Gottfried!" The cold tone of his voice contained a terrifyingly sharp killing intent, his aura ring up in anger.


    The man who''s responsible for this attack!


    The General waspletely enraged and his eyes shed with a baleful malevolence as he spoke, "I promise you, Gilbert Gottfried that you''ll die under my han-


    Boom!


    Before the General could finish speaking his words, Gilbert Gottfried took a step forth, and in an instant, a surge of bone-chilling cold killing intent permeated this entire area, causing the Capenean soldiers to feel terror in the depths of their souls.


    "Are you just going to hide there?" Gilbert Gottfried''s ice-cold voice erupted forth, pressing towards the debris behind which General Hans Harrington was hiding.


    "Did he hear me? Impossible.." General Hans Harrington''s countenance turned incredibly unsightly to behold, his face alternating between shades of green and white.


    "Why are you noting out? I thought you wanted to kill me? Or are you just all talk?" Gilbert Gottfried''s eyes shone with coldness, and he continued to stare at the fallen debris.


    ''He did hear me!'' General Hans Harrington felt his heart trembling.


    How can this be? How was this possible? I was so sure that no one would hear me! How on earth did he hear my voice?


    Countless questions flowed to his mind, but he couldn''t find any answers.


    "As you wish," Letting out a heavy sigh, General Hans Harrington slowly appeared from behind the fallen debris, and faced Gottfried.


    Hup!


    As soon as he revealed himself, dozens of Thionian soldiers stood in front of Gottfried and pointed their hands straight at General Hans!


    "Stay back!" Gilbert Gottfried clicked his tongue and spoke with a dissatisfied expression, and the soldiers immediately moved back.


    Gottfried then looked at the General, and with a satisfied smile, he spoke, "Do you wish to kill me, warrior?"


    What?


    "I do. But why are you asking me that?" General Hans Harrington, after a moment, asked in confusion.


    Gottfried nced at him as he smiled, "Oh, that''s simple. Because I can offer you a deal."


    "A deal?"


    "That''s right," Gottfried stared at the General, the coldness in his tone so icy that it could pierce the bones. "An offer to fight me; one on one!"