Hail the King
Chapter 700: A Single Slip Can Cause a Lasting Sorrow

Seeing this familiar face in front of him, Fei didn't know what to say for a moment.

"A single slip can cause a lasting sorrow…" [One Sword]'s face was filled with desolation and regret.

It didn't matter if it were half a year ago when [One Sword] was still himself or a moment ago when [One Sword] was that demonic general, Fei never saw this kind of expression on his face.

After a short pause, [One Sword] continued with a bitter smile on his face, "King of Chambord, do you still want to kill me to avenge Zenit?"

Fei was silent. Slowly, he looked up and asked, "The act of treason… Were you the one who decided on it? Or were you controlled by that golden skeleton…"

"Is there a difference?" [One Sword] looked up at the stars in the sky and said in regret, "Right now, the entire empire knows that the Chaos Era is here, and I, [One Sword], am the biggest traitor. I led the united troops that are mainly made up of the Leon Empire and the Ormond Empire and charged into the territory of Zenit, surrounding St. Petersburg. This is already a fact, and the intelligence report at the Military Headquarters of Zenit already has all this on file. Do you think people will believe the story about the golden skeleton?"

Fei's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and he nodded and said, "I believe you."

[One Sword] was a bit surprised, and he suddenly relaxed as well as he looked at Fei.

With a heart-warming smile, he said, "I didn't expect that you, King of Chambord, would be the last person who would believe me… I regret it. I shouldn't have been greedy and sign the agreement with that mysterious golden skeleton. I shouldn't have traded my soul for great power!"

"… Did you know? When I went to the Spartax Battle Zone with Crown Prince Arshavin, I paid attention to all information involving you. When I learned that you advanced into Moon-Cla.s.s, and your cultivation speed was that fast, I was still blocked by the threshold and couldn't make a breakthrough. That feeling was worse than dying…"

"… I started practicing sword techniques when I was able to grasp onto a wooden sword. When the other kids were being spoiled by their parents and playing with their friends, I practiced the sword techniques day and night. When I was growing up, the only thing that was by my side was my sword. I thought I was able to be like Emperor Ya.s.sin and say that [One Sword] is inferior to no one. For a long time, I was able to say such a thing amongst the young generation. However, I met you during the compet.i.tion at St. Petersburg half a year ago. My glory ended."

Right now, the flesh on [One Sword]'s both arms were all gone, and blood continued to drip down, staining his fancy magic armor. However, it seemed like he didn't notice it.

Fei looked at him and said, "Actually, I met you before the compet.i.tion at St. Petersburg."

"Huh?"

"One year ago, we met at the peak of the east mountain of Chambord. During the canonization ceremony, you appeared and helped Elder Princess Tanasha. That was when we met."

"You are right. I did come to Chambord once before. However, I didn't even pay attention to you at the time, and I didn't even notice you. In just about a year, you became the biggest obstacle in my cultivation path and the darkest shadow on my mind…"

As [One Sword] said that, his expression turned even more bitter.

After a short pause, he murmured, "From the news that I got in this half a year, I knew that there is no way for me to catch up even if I practice everyday and devote my life. In fact, even if I do that, the distance between us will only get bigger and bigger. I felt weak and powerless. When I was desperate, I met that terrifying golden skeleton. In front of the temptation of power, I made the biggest mistake of my life… I know what I did these past few days. Even though I got supreme power, I wasn't able to control myself. The consequence of my mistake is really unrecoverable.

After hearing [One Sword]'s story, Fei sighed and didn't know what to say.

The former No.1 Young Genius of Zenit fell into this state. One could only say that fate was tricky, and the events pushed by it were destined to happen.

"King of Chambord, I'm dying soon. Before that, can I ask you for a favor?" After a moment of silence, [One Sword] looked up and asked with a hopeful expression on his face.

"What is it?"

"I made a huge mistake this time, and I deserve to die. However, the Xuelun Kingdom is innocent. I really… Since I had fought for the empire before, I hope that you could protect the Xuelun Kingdom a little and help it preserve its bloodline."

The Xuelun Kingdom was where [One Sword] was from.

Once the news about [One Sword]'s treasonous actions were known to the public, it would be hated by the citizens of Zenit. As long as the Royal Family of Zenit got a chance to breathe, the Xuelun Kingdom would be torn into pieces by its anger.

Since [One Sword] knew that he made an unrecoverable mistake, he was worried that the Royal Family of the Xuelun Kingdom would be dragged into this; he was a prince of Xuelun after all.

Therefore, it felt like [One Sword] was hoping that Fei could take care of his family.

"Ok." Fei nodded earnestly without hesitation.

"Hahahahaha! Great! The promises of King Alexander are all kept, and they are more valuable than gold. Now, I can rest a.s.sured!" [One Sword] laughed after hearing Fei's word, and it felt like his life energy got restored in him.

His laughter felt relieved and calm.

At this moment, an unbelievable amount of energy appeared on [One Sword] who was weak and dying.

Streaks of dark-red demonic energy instantly enveloped him, and a series of loud crackling noises sounded.

Flesh started to grow out of his shoulders where the injuries were at, and the flesh grew so fast that it felt like vines were being empowered by life energy. In the center of the new flesh, there were strong white bones.

In just a second, a brand-new pair of arms grew out of his shoulders.

As [One Sword] slightly waved his finger, a rusty and old sword dashed into his hand like a meteor. He lightly knocked it with his finger, and the buzzing sounds made by it put a surprised smile on [One Sword]'s face. It seemed like he found a rare treasure.

Then, [One Sword]'s body shook, and a significant amount of energy rushed out, instantly shattering the magic armor and the fancy inner clothes on his body.

Now, this man didn't have anything on him; he was completely n*ked and revealed all his muscles.

"It is a shame not to be wearing anything, but it is even more shameful to battle in enemy's clothes. I already made a huge mistake, so how could I move around while wearing the things that the enemy gave me. Hahahaha! I came to the world like this, and I will die in the same way…"

As he laughed, a heroic yet brave temperament appeared on [One Sword], and Fei never saw it before.

[One Sword] dashed toward the Xuan'ge that hadn't left yet and laughed, "King of Chambord, let me give you one last gift!"

As his laughter resonated in the sky, the rusty sword in his hand suddenly shined brightly. Like cutting through a piece of paper, it easily pierced the green energy sphere around the Xuan'ge.

"Kill!"

Many sword energies dashed out of [One Sword]'s sword; this man showed no mercy.

More than 20 soldiers who charged up were all cut in halves at their waists. The sword energies were so fast that these soldiers didn't realize it until they ran forward for a few more steps. Their upper bodies and lower bodies separated, and they cried in terror.

Instantly, a giant pool of blood appeared on the deck.

Chapter 700: A Single Slip Can Cause a Lasting Sorrow
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