Lord of the North

"Father, will this annoy Miss Willett?" In an attic of the manor, Semoa looked worriedly at the battle not far away.

"Now is a sensitive time. Anyone who is not planned should find out the details, do you understand?" An old man with excellent spirit sat on a chair and taught Semoa earnestly.

He is the Earl of Wheeler Teach. Semoa was his son when he was old, and he and his wife gave birth to him in his forties, so the old Earl has always paid attention to his education.

"The Caesar who suddenly appeared next to Miss Violet, and the mysterious Gilbert, they are all possible accidents in this city of Lucca, so we must find out their details."

"You mean that Watkins was actually arranged by you?" Simoa was a little puzzled.

"No, it's just a coincidence. This little kid from the Kerkel family just happened by mistake." The old earl said with a chuckle. He arranged to test Jason with someone else.

"However, this is also good. We will be completely wiped out from this incident. Afterwards, no one will be able to blame us for this incident." As for whether there will be people complaining that he did not come forward to stop this battle afterwards , which is better resolved.

When people get old, they will always feel unwell. It is understandable for Semoa to worry about his father's body and not come forward.

"A knight-level powerhouse can't affect the overall situation, right?" Simoa was a little puzzled, why such a trivial matter was worth so much effort.

"You have to remember my child, many things in this world are often lost in the details." The old earl said, holding Simoa's hand.

"Don't you think he is showing his feet? Otherwise, how would we know that he is an extraordinary powerhouse?"

"Teach me, father."

"But it's not him that I'm most worried about, but that Gilbert." The old earl looked at the young man surrounded by him with serious eyes.

"What's up with him?"

Simoa asked suspiciously, this person only came to the north recently, and soon became the center of those people.

"If you can have half of his charisma, I can safely let you go out on your own." The old earl said with emotion, he really rarely saw such a natural leader.

And this kind of person generally can only have two results in the end, one is to die unexpectedly while growing up, and the other is to eventually become the overlord of one party.

"During the time this man came to the north, he quickly gathered a group of outstanding young people. His ambition is clearly revealed."

Now it's all young people's world, His Royal Highness Jason Lopez, the second prince of the Kingdom of Iron Fang in the north, Violet Kyle, the head of the Kyle Family Chamber of Commerce in the north, and the mysterious Gilbert in front of him. The Grand Duchess Cameron is far away from the lion.

So he had to do something for his own Semoa before he fell down, otherwise it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in this chaotic world.

"You were born at the wrong time."

The old count sighed, his son is actually very talented, and he is also among the top few in this generation in Lucca, but there are too many monsters in this era.

Simoa lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly when he heard the words, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, who wouldn't want to become a legend of the times? Who doesn't want to keep their name in the long river of history?

But it's a pity that he is far from reaching that level, maybe he will find a powerful monarch to join him in the future.

On the other side, Jason was stunned when he erupted with his extraordinary power. How old is this boy? She looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, right? To have awakened extraordinary power so early?

"This this……"

Violet covered her small mouth with one hand and pointed at Jason in the field, looking at the dazzling thunder and lightning on his body in surprise, she didn't know what to say.

"Lancelot, when did he..."

"It was a long time ago, Miss Violet." Lancelot replied in a low voice,

Because Jason didn't use this power often, even he almost forgot about it.

"You bastard, he didn't tell me earlier." Violet secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She was really terrified just now: "I'll settle the score with him later."

"How is it? Are you surprised and surprised?"

Jason clenched his fist, with purple lightning jumping on it, he squinted at Watkins who was a little sluggish and asked with a smile.

"How can this be!"

Watkins couldn't believe it. Although he was a bit stupid, he was not an idiot. Obviously, he had already understood that the soft persimmon he just pulled out was actually a super strong man with not weak strength.

"Nothing is impossible." Jason turned his head, and after saying this, he stepped on his feet and disappeared in place.

The distance of more than ten meters was almost instantaneous under his feet, and his figure suddenly appeared on the left side of Watkins within one or two breaths.

"Ben Lei!"

Pushing his palms horizontally, he slapped him heavily on the waist. Watkins didn't react at all during the process.

"What a fast speed." Gilbert in the distance admired, the red swirls in his eyes became more obvious.

"This speed is no less than that of some ordinary great knight-level superpowers." He was secretly wary, and he didn't plan to rashly contact Jason before effectively solving the speed problem.

"What?" Lesnar's face became even uglier when he heard this. Didn't he do something stupid? Offended an extraordinary strong man with terrifying potential, and he would not let his father die tenderly when he turned around!

Now I can only pray that he can't guess that he provoked Watkins to make a shot, but is it possible?

"I...I'm going to make it easier." He swallowed, and stammered to Gilbert.

"En." The other party nodded slightly, and then Lesnar left in a hurry like a bereaved dog.

"Did you say he ran away, or did he really go there for convenience?" After he left, the person with good deeds said with a chuckle, his tone full of disdain.

"Who knows?"

………………

"ah!"

On the other side, Watkins was slammed into the waist by Jason's thunderous palm, and Watkins flew out with a scream, and fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood.

His clothes where he was hit were also reduced to ashes, revealing his skin scorched by lightning.

Jason stood still and looked at Watkins, and did not pursue him, because this guy was obviously being used by someone, and even if he was disabled, it would only cause trouble for Violet.

This Watkins also hardened, except that he couldn't hold back a scream when he was hit at the beginning, and he hasn't said a word until now.

Even though his face turned pale from the pain, he gasped hissingly.

"Still fighting?" Jason asked softly.

"No... no more... hiss..." Watkins resisted the pain and got up from the ground. Just now, Jason showed mercy.

"Then which one of us do you think is more qualified to pursue Miss Violet?" Jason asked with a smile, he felt that this stupid big man was not as annoying as before.

However, the fact that he was attacked just now still made him feel a little bit grumpy, but because there was no evidence, he couldn't say anything.

"It's...it's you!" Watkins blushed when he heard the words. This time, he was ashamed to be thrown at his grandma's house, and he was defeated with only one move.

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