Did he want the obsidian gold? No, he wanted the entire wall and the lives of everyone in Blackmoon Castle.

“Three minutes have passed. I’m sorry, Kid, you haven’t made the right decision! Now, I’ll just have to ask you to die.”

Veigar spread his combat aura wings that were wrapped in lightning and flew toward Watson. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the wall that was dozens of meters high. The other bandits looked at him and then at Watson; their expressions were full of pity.

“This kid is finished. Even though we don’t know how he managed to tear the wall when Lord Veigar couldn’t do it, he has angered a silver-tier elite. He’s only a child; how can he resist?”

“Since Lord Veigar isn’t here, let’s take advantage of this opportunity to keep these obsidian gold pieces. We don’t want anyone to get them first.”

A few clever bandits went to pick the obsidian gold up from the ground. Meanwhile, Veigar had also reached the top of the wall. He stretched his hands out to hold the dual blades on his back; he was prepared to slash at the youth in front of him. However, the moment his hands touched the weapons, he was suddenly stunned.

He realized that the child had not been alone; there were dozens of people with him, and all of them stared at him with wide eyes.

“What… What’s going on?” Veigar was dumbfounded. He did not know that there were so many people on the wall.

However, it did not matter. He was a silver-tier warrior. Even if those people were all bronze-tier warriors, they would not be able to stop him. On the contrary, the armor that those people wore shone with a silver light. It was extremely attractive. One look and one could tell that they were not ordinary items. Veigar licked his lips greedily; he felt that he had done the right thing when he chose to be the first person to go up the wall.

“I’ve given you two chances, but you did not take it. Then don’t blame me for being harsh.”

Watson revealed a childish and innocent smile. Veigar felt that it was strange. Was the kid stupid? He was not even scared when he was about to die. Instead, the child laughed. He even said that he would give Veigar a chance. Was that a joke?


“Everyone, you can go ahead.”

The Blackmoon Knights, who had been waiting for Watson’s words, revealed a bloodthirsty glint toward Veigar as their combat aura wings appeared behind their backs. Veigar had mocked Watson, but at that moment, his expression had frozen on his face.

Combat aura wings!

Silver-tier warriors!

Those people in front of him were silver-tier warriors!

With his mouth agape, Veigar looked at the scene in disbelief. It was no wonder the young child did not panic. There were so many silver-tier warriors there to protect him. However, he had never heard of such a powerful force at the border, except for the Fairy Castle. Was the child from the Fairy Castle? Was he the border count’s illegitimate son?

His palms were on the scimitars on his back, but Veigar did not draw his sword. Instead, he turned around and prepared to escape. There were too many elites on the same level as he; he would only court death if he were to rush forward. However, a man in heavy water-elemental armor shouted, “Come here, you!” Then the man grabbed his wings.

..

“Why is Veigar so slow? It’s only a chile, and he’s the Green Lightning Bolt. Should we call him a green snail instead?”

Sven tapped the crutch in his hand as he waited impatiently.

A minute had passed since Veigar flew up toward the wall. He saw the man disappear to the other side of the wall behind the young child. He had no idea what had happened.

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