Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 596 - 430: The Fury of the Green King (4)

Chapter 596: Chapter 430: The Fury of the Green King (4)

Silf, she is his, Qin Chu’s, woman.

He deliberately raised his voice. These words were intended not just for Miluo to hear, but also for the handsome elf outside.

Still, the same old truth: this man was extremely petty.

Even if it was an enemy, as long as it was a woman he had touched, he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on her—no one at all.

Even though Miluo was powerful and resolute, these words from Qin Chu still shocked her.

Second Generation Brave Warrior?

The new Pope of the Holy Court?

Silf is his woman? Does he mean Alfred’s fiancée, that mysterious and beautiful elf?

In an instant, Miluo was so surprised that she couldn’t speak, and at last, she understood why Qin Chu, after learning of her princess identity, showed no surprise and did not bow or pay homage.

The Second Generation Brave Warrior, the Pope of the Holy Court... Either of these titles alone was something a princess could not compare to.

The Brave Warriors are the hope of the Sky Dome Continent, and the Holy Court is one of the strongest forces on the Sky Dome Continent, with influence far exceeding that of a kingdom.

Just count and see how many Martial Gods there are in the Exeter Kingdom, those above Titled Knights in strength? There are, at most, seven on the record.

But the Holy Court alone has as many Vice Captains of the Knight Order as that number, not to mention the Captains, Archbishops, Cardinals, Holy Daughters, and the most powerful Pope.

Aside from the Empire, the Holy Court at full strength could crush any country other than the Empire.

Miluo had never expected the man who had been sitting in front of her with a smile, listening to her grievances, to possess such an exaggerated identity. She was so taken aback that she even forgot to rise and bow.

And although this Princess was tall in stature, her thoughts were extremely delicate, and numerous thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant. What is the purpose of a Brave Warrior who also serves as the Pope of the Holy Court, with such a distinguished status, appearing in this remote little country?

He just said that Silf is his woman... Could it mean that he came here because he learned his woman was harassed by Prince Alfred and decided to deal with the matter?

Miluo panicked in an instant.

If Qin Chu had truly come to deal with the harassment of his woman, then... the Elf King is in danger.

Miluo’s drunkenness subsided significantly in an instant.

But before Miluo had time to prepare what to say, Alfred outside finally exploded.

This handsome Elf King had been standing quietly outside the window, wanting to see how shameful the dog man and woman could possibly be, watching them cozying up—well, in Alfred’s mind, imagining the scene probably looked cozy. He had been suppressing the rage in his chest and enduring it.

Even his teeth were almost crushed.

But now, upon hearing this detestable man’s brazen claim that Sister Silf was his woman, the rage in Alfred’s chest was completely ignited in an instant.

His patience had been utterly eradicated in that moment.

Silf, she is his—Aaargh...

With a suppressed roar from his throat, a flick of his fingers sent a narrow and long stabbing sword suddenly springing forward.

Rather than a stabbing sword, it was more like a slender metal rod.

Without a hilt and extremely sharp at the end.

He flicked one end of the stabbing sword with two fingers, and with a hiss, glass was instantly pierced with a hole, followed by the glass shattering.

A cold gleam flashed like a meteor, heading straight for Qin Chu’s brow.

As expected of the Elf King with the force of the Gale Martial God, his attack displayed his full prowess in action.

Speed was Alfred’s specialty.

Even if you possess divine strength and can split mountains and rocks with your fists, in the face of an attack as rapid as a gust of wind or a sudden shower, there’s no chance of dodging.

Moreover, when all the strength is concentrated at one point, even if you’re wearing heavy armor and supporting a powerful Magic Shield, you would still be pierced with a bloody hole instantly.

That speed was incredibly fast. It seemed as though time in the entire restaurant had completely frozen in that moment and Alfred’s figure could not be caught by the naked eye. Only countless afterimages remained in place.

How much time did that take?

A tenth of a second, or even shorter?

It was a duration that ordinary people could hardly perceive; the speed was even faster than the sound of glass shattering.

Princess Miluo didn’t even have time to hear the sound of the glass breaking. She only felt chills all over her body—a pure instinctive reaction. Her right hand lightning-fast grabbed the Wolf Fang Club leaning by the table and swung it with a whoosh.

Before her, the successive afterimages shattered like fragments of glass, vanishing without a trace.

The wind blasted from the Wolf Fang Club even broke the wall into pieces. For a moment, the whole restaurant was filled with smoke and dust hung in the air.

But those afterimages also sent chills down Miluo’s spine. She instantly recognized the attacker’s identity as the one she truly admired—the Elf King Alfred.

In that brief moment, countless thoughts rushed through Miluo’s mind. She wanted to stop it, but Alfred’s speed was too fast. Even Princess Miluo had no chance to intervene, she could only watch, eyes wide open, as the cold gleam got closer and closer to Qin Chu.

"Don’t..."

Just when it was about to pierce Qin Chu’s brow, Alfred’s fingers flicked, and in an instant, the cold gleam turned into seven streaks, leaving no one to know which one was the real attack.

As Qin Chu still held a goblet in his hand, a fierce smile appeared on Alfred’s face.

This fool, he’s finished.

"Such trash dares to call itself a Brave Warrior?"

Just as Qin Chu was about to be stabbed to death, Alfred’s expression suddenly shifted from a sinister smile to something weird.

The Stabbing Sword was seized between two fingers, unable to advance any further.

Alfred didn’t even know when those two fingers had raised, and under the impact, the blade of the sword bent into a serpentine shape.

The next second, with a crack, the Stabbing Sword broke apart.

Accompanied by a pattering sound, metal fragments scattered in all directions, immediately piercing holes into the surrounding tables, chairs, floor, walls, and ceiling.

Alfred’s pupils shrank, and his body trembled, as goosebumps instantly covered his skin, more delicate than a woman’s.

How did this man manage to accurately determine which of the seven attacks was the real one?

And, at such lightning speed, how did he react? There’s someone faster than me? Impossible!

Hu...

Princess Miluo also took a deep breath of relief at this moment.

No matter what, as long as Qin Chu was alive, that was good.

If Qin Chu died, that would really be trouble.

The Brave Warrior is the hope of the Sky Dome Continent, now even more so as the Pope of the Holy Court. If Alfred successfully assassinated the Brave Warrior, then the dozen or so countries of the Sky Dome Continent, along with the power of the Holy Court, would certainly not let Alfred go unpunished.

Even if Alfred was incredibly strong, he could not withstand such power, and would die without a place to bury him, and even the Exeter Kingdom would be implicated.

Moreover, if the Brave Warrior were killed and the Sky Dome Continent trampled under the iron hooves of demons, Exeter could not escape unscathed either.

Alfred failed to see through these realities, but Miluo understood them all too clearly.

At this moment, Qin Chu finally drained the liquid in the wine glass.

The wine glass was slowly placed on the table, making a slight noise.

Fast, but that was it. For Qin Chu, whose level had finally broken through ninety and whose attributes far exceeded his level, the Elf King’s speed was only slightly faster than a snail’s.

A pair of indifferent eyes swept over the figure before him, the corners of his mouth barely curling in a hint of disdainful mockery, "Elf King Alfred?"

"There have been many who wanted to kill me. How do you rank among them?"

"Among those who currently want me dead, you might be the most insignificant."

This was true, but the truth can be the most hurtful.

His voice was calm and indifferent, as if he didn’t even take the mighty Elf King seriously. When had Alfred ever been so humiliated in the Kingdom, where he was respected and mighty?

His handsome face turned red in an instant, his eyes bloodshot, and from deep in his throat came a barely audible, beast-like roar.

Such fury made Alfred want to rush forward and fight Qin Chu to the death, but before he could move, the figure in front of him flashed, and before he could react, Qin Chu was already standing before the Elf King.

Qin Chu’s right hand, unnoticed, had already seized the back of Alfred’s head.

Next, Alfred felt as though his body had become a sandbag in Qin Chu’s grasp, as he was lifted slightly, and then, with a loud thump, smacked face-down into the restaurant’s floor.

Crackle.

The severe impact pulverized the surrounding tables and chairs into dust.

The remaining glass became fine, granular remnants.

A large hole was blown open in the wall.

Alfred’s face and the hard floor shared a bruising kiss, as cracks quickly spread across the floor like a spiderweb.

As for Alfred, his situation was even more miserable, with trails of blush-red blood soaking through the filth.

His body, reminiscent of a sun-drying toad, kept twitching.

Seeing that Qin Chu was about to make another move, Princess Miluo panicked, her heart aching, "Mr. Brave, please spare him."

She hadn’t expected the gentlemanly Brave Warrior to become so ferocious when he threw a punch, like thunder.

Glancing at Alfred and then at Miluo, whose face was full of concern, Qin Chu felt somewhat regretful, "Princess Miluo, to be honest, such filthy trash doesn’t deserve you."

"But, I’ll give you this face." Qin Chu stepped back, speaking softly.

Miluo was somewhat relieved, thanked Qin Chu, and hurried over to help Alfred up from the ground, his handsome face now a horrible sight.

Teeth were missing in large numbers.

Just as Miluo helped Alfred to his feet, he suddenly pushed her away, and with a face smeared with blood and filled with intense anger, he snarled, "Get lost..."

"Slut."