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For a god-tier sword practitioner to die of serious injuries, it went to show how ridiculously powerful his enemy must
be. That opponent must surely be a god-tier too!
“Many forces have been keeping an eye on the sword tomb ever since its inception, and now the sword coercion
surrounding it is slowly fading. We must quickly take the lead before it completely dissipates.”
“The briefing is over. Let’s start the combat assignment.”
Elder Whitmore turned off the projection behind him, took a sip of water, and continued, “I, the alliance master,
Philip, and Mr. Carter Marsden sent by the royal family will form the first team. We’ll be located in the center of the
main troops to conduct the battlefield command…”
“The second team…”
Philip did not pay attention to the details but narrowed his eyes at the man sitting opposite him.
He was wearing a tight-fitting silver combat uniform with a metallic luster, looking extraordinary at first glance. His
face was quite handsome too.
When he realized that Philip was staring at him, Carter smiled, and his gaze sharpened.
Seeing that the other party had a certain degree of hostility toward him, Philip did not back down and stared back
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtat him with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.
“This is the end of the combat meeting. Everyone will gather in the central square this afternoon. Bring your
equipment along, and the consumables will be provided by the alliance.”
Elder Whitmore placed his hands on the table and said to everyone.
Everyone quickly left, except for the four members of the first team.
“I’m tired.” Elder Whitmore was first to break the awkward silence.
Claire looked back and forth between Philip and Carter, who were staring daggers at each other.
She whispered, “Are you going to fight it out?”
Hearing Claire’s nonchalance, Philip rolled his eyes at her and said, “I’m not interested in fighting a boy toy.”
Carter slapped the table and stood up while shouting, “Who are you talking about, you low-class citizen?! Claire and
I are childhood sweethearts. If you dare harbor any thoughts about her, I’ll skin you alive and break every bone in
your body!”
“Oh? What thoughts should I harbor about her?” Philip propped his chin on his fists and said with a cheeky smile.
Next to him, Claire went red as she called Philip a creep under her breath.
“You! How dare you?!”
Seven rays of light glowed behind Carter’s body.
A seven-star talent!
His aura was stronger than any seven-star practitioners Philip had ever met before. It seemed that he was not easy
to deal with, so Philip’s gaze became serious.
“Don’t fight here. I have to pay for the repairs if the meeting room is destroyed!”
As he spoke, Elder Whitmore held back the red-eyed Carter.
Carter was furious at being held back. He flung his hands, opened the door, and marched out.
“So that’s your little boyfriend?” Philip tilted his head and asked the flushed Claire with a smile.
Claire hurriedly waved her hands and said, “He and I were just playmates when we were young. ”
Seeing the good relationship between the two in just a couple of days, Elder Whitmore laughed and said, “Let’s go
to the cafeteria. Lunch should be ready.”
The three walked out of the meeting room.
Philip suddenly thought of something and said to Claire next to him, “Are you the alliance master of Montana
Alliance?”
“What? Don’t I look the part?” Claire pouted.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLooking at Claire, who had just come of age, Philip replied with a face full of disbelief, “Yeah, definitely not.”
Claire slowed down and became depressed.
Her voice also became lower as she said, “My father was the previous alliance master of Montana Alliance, but not
long after its establishment, he died on the battlefield.”
Philip was startled and said, “I’m sorry to have reminded you of something sad.”
“It’s okay. I heard from the others that my father was a very hardworking and imposing alliance master during his
time, and his every action could inspire everyone. I want to lead Montana Alliance like that too!”
Claire wiped her tears, and her gaze seemed more determined as she looked at the busy members of Montana
Alliance around.
“The previous alliance master entrusted her to me before he died and asked me to help her become a qualified
alliance master. The alliance master is also working very hard to become stronger, and she can already take
charge of many things.”
With a kind smile, Elder Whitmore looked at Claire, who was walking in front, and said to Philip, who was beside him.
After a simple lunch, everyone had just assembled in the square when a surprising figure landed steadily beside
Elder Whitmore from a hover car.
What an imposing demeanor and fearsome strength!
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