The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 574 - 348: The Impossible Possibility

Chapter 574: Chapter 348: The Impossible Possibility

Amendo prattled on for ages, but Rod just let it in one ear and out the other, treating it like a breeze by his ear.

Xingge didn’t seem to mind either, clinging to his arm and praising him endlessly as "big brother" this and "big brother" that. She asked him about his Fire Spark abilities, why they were so special, so powerful, so dashing, so captivating, to the point where she couldn’t mimic them.

It wasn’t until she mentioned it that Rod remembered, the "Eternal Burning Fire" characteristic could mimic all other characteristics, as long as he knew the "rules" they followed.

According to Trolian theory, all human strength originates from fire.

And to have the "Eternal Burning Fire" was to resonate with fire and to gain its power.

It was for this reason that the King was so powerful.

After all, the Holy Fire that had burned countless pieces of Firewood was not an ordinary existence one could compare with.

The Guardian Fire that the King Candidates resonated with was much weaker; their strength could not compare with the King’s.

But their essence was the same, so they could also wield the powers of other characteristics.

Of course, this kind of use had its limits; it not only consumed a lot, but the power was also a few notches below that of the original owners.

"Cough, Miss Xingge, my Fire Spark is very special, and its name has not yet been decided."

Of course, Rod wasn’t about to reveal the true name of his Fire Spark, which was not actually a soul Fire Spark in the conventional sense.

"Its ability is to condense starlight into slender Star Lines, which are then woven into various shaped creations with different functions. The Star Shuttle you saw is one of its creations. Besides that, I can weave shields, longswords, armor, and so on."

With a flick of his wrist, a glittering Star Flower appeared in his hand.

"Here, for you, the beautiful Miss Xingge."

"Wow!"

Xingge’s eyes widened in an instant, the white light of the Star Flower reflecting in her eyes, flickering on and off like a flame. Happily accepting the Star Flower, she said joyfully, "Thank you, big brother Rod."

Rod’s fondness for the girl surged instantly, even though he knew it was all an act—she hadn’t given a bit of genuine feeling when accepting the flower.

But this proved she knew manners.

The most adorable are the girls who understand etiquette.

Ha ha ha.

Just as Rod was thinking of furthering their interaction, a bunch of knights descended from the sky, surrounding Xingge and separating him from her.

A knight clad in full True Silver Armor knelt halfway and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please return home; it’s time for your meditation."

Xingge pouted, the gesture coupled with her pure white face was especially moving.

"Bladesong, I don’t want to return."

The True Silver Knight remained unmoved: "Your Highness, you must return. Meditation is an essential practice; without it, your resonance rate with the Guardian Fire will decrease. The resonance rate is your lifeline—if it’s too low, when your fire is contributed to the Holy Fire, your resonance won’t meet the standards, and you won’t become a qualified King of Trolian to illuminate the souls of thousands."

Xingge responded with a pout, "Bladesong, you’re thinking too far ahead. With sister Qingyu and brother Jon here, how could it possibly be my turn to carry the fire?"

The knight known as Bladesong replied calmly, "Nothing is certain in this world, and the future is unpredictable. As a King Candidate, there is always a possibility."

An unhappy expression filled Xingge’s delicate face: "The Holy Fire is so massive; I can’t bear it. I don’t want to carry the fire."

"What are you talking about?"

The First Elder Amendo, who was talking with the Commander at a distance, immediately hopped over, the wrinkles on his face all crammed together, making him look like a giant orange peel, particularly frightening.

"Carrying the fire is your mission! Always being ready to inherit the throne of the Fire King is your destiny! How can you be lax?"

"Bladesong, take her back immediately. She’s not to leave until her meditation is complete!"

Bladesong bowed, "Yes, First Elder."

He stood up, taking Xingge by the hand.

"Let’s go, Your Highness. You’ve used your power too much today. Your fire is restless and needs your soothing."

Xingge reluctantly accepted, unable to resist the authority of the First Elder and her Guard Knights. She was escorted away by the knights.

Rod stroked his chin as Xingge cast a pleading look at him before she left, but he wisely didn’t respond.

He already had a certain status within Royal City, but not yet to the extent of the First Elder.

Interfering with the discipline of a King Candidate was out of his league.

Even if he had the standing, he wouldn’t go looking for the trouble.

After the brief battle ended, Storm Castle held a small celebratory event to alleviate the tension and fatigue of the warriors from consecutive days of battle.

Though it was small, it involved all members, with every square within the castle filled with long tables and bonfires. The logistic personnel brought out stored ingredients, preparing countless delicious dishes to grace the tables, and the air was filled with the appetizing aroma of food.

The Soul Soup simmered by many aspiring to show off their culinary skills became the most anticipated part of the feast.

At the topmost level of the castle, Rod was lavishly praised by everyone, led by Billard Ironbeard, the Commander of Storm Castle.

He claimed that Rod was truly the brightest star of the year, and they must etch the name of the ’black sheep’ onto the walls of Storm Castle to be passed down forever.

You really don’t have to... Rod struggled for a moment but ultimately did not voice his thoughts.

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