The rfolk Clan witnessed the scene and were terrified out of their wits, "Run! Run quickly!"
Everyone dropped their helts and armor, turned around, and fled.
The princess of the rfolk Clan was shocked, and now seeing her people retreat without a fight, she was even more panicked. She shouted, "Stop! Don’t run, none of you are allowed to flee, you cannot beco deserters!"
However, no one listened to her. The scene had already devolved into chaos.
Serena Sterling sat astride a wolf; the sound of her flute transford from slow to urgent, eventually becoming a whirlwind and torrential rain. All the wolves were howling, their eyes emitting a sinister green glow.
Suddenly, the flute stopped, and Serena’s bright eyes turned fierce, "Kill!"
Kill!
The mont the word fell, the wolf pack surged forward.
The princess of the rfolk Clan felt a gust of wind approach. She turned her head and her pupils contracted; now in her ears, there was only one sound left—Run! Run quickly!
The princess of the rfolk Clan took off running.
However, human legs are fated not to outrun the legs of wolves. The wolf king underneath Serena pounced, pinning the princess of the rfolk Clan beneath it, and its sharp claws aid at her heart...
Titus Ashworth and Axel Ashworth had been lying in wait deep in the forest. They watched the scenes before them with utmost shock, feeling as though they would never witness another spectacle as grand and thrilling in their lifetis.
That night, Serena Sterling rode wolves northward, leading the legendary wolf cavalry to conquer the rfolk Clan’s city, riding the montum to world renown.
That day, in the imperial garden of the capital city, Harrison Ashworth and Seraphina Shea were there when they soon overheard the gossip of several nobles,
"Do you all know what the hottest news these past couple of days is?"
"Of course! There’s a girl from Alani who has stunned the world!
Several nobles excitedly gossiped, "The girl from Alani, Serena Sterling, rode away at the break of dawn, stunning the entire world. She was as mighty as a kingdom, and now everyone is saying that the girl from Alani has a beauty unparalleled, becoming a legend as the eighth queen of Alani."
"This girl from Alani was always hidden too well among the common folk, and we’ve only just found out now."
"I just wonder how unparalleled in beauty this girl from Alani truly is?"
A noble brought out a painting and slowly unfurled the scroll, revealing an artist’s ticulously drawn masterpiece.
"Look, everyone, this is the girl from Alani, Serena Sterling!"
Harrison Ashworth raised his deep, narrow eyes to glance at the painting held by the noble. That night, he was not present.
However, these past two days he often heard news of her, hearing that she rode away with the wolf pack that day, and the roaring wolves echoed through the sky with crowds on both sides of the road, marveling at her celestial presence. The girl from Alani spread like wildfire, and nurous grandmasters and fad teachers ca to depict her peerless beauty in that mont.
Harrison Ashworth looked at the painting, as dawn had just broken, the distant sky opened up a crevice, and the golden sunlight shone down. Serena rode the wolf, her ethereal white gown flowing like a waterfall, her three thousand strands of black hair dancing in the wind, tracing an exquisite and vibrant arc in the air.
She led the wolf cavalry, which galloped behind her, raising a storm of dust wherever they went.
This scene was etched into the artist’s brilliant tableau, destined never to fade with the passage of ti.
From then on, Serena Sterling was written into legend.
Harrison Ashworth looked at the painting with serene, narrow eyes that revealed no emotional disturbance, yet he looked at it for a long ti.
That day had been her birthday; he and she kissed goodbye in a taxi, leaving unsaid many words.
He knew he was already Harrison Ashworth.
And she was already Serena Sterling, the girl from Alani.
Seraphina also looked at the scroll of the painting. Even as a fellow woman, her eyes flashed with deep admiration. So this was Serena Sterling.
This was... the person on Zane Crawford’s heart.
In fact, Seraphina had thought long ago about what kind of girl could captivate the ever aloof and distinguished Zane Crawford. Now, upon seeing Serena Sterling, she finally understood.
Seraphina deeply realized too, that no one else would ever enter Zane Crawford’s heart because in those verdant, blissful tis, he encountered Serena Sterling, and none else would ever stir his heart again.
Just then a cough sounded; it was Titus Ashworth who had arrived.
Seraphina turned back, "My lord."
Titus Ashworth ca forward, "Nephew Hayden, Seraphina, I’m sure you’ve already heard about these events in the past couple of days. This girl from Alani, Serena Sterling, is truly extraordinary. She alone could take on a thousand armies, leveling the rfolk Clan. The rfolk Clan is gone, next will be... our Westria."
Harrison Ashworth slowly narrowed his profound eyes, "So?"
"So, we wait for Serena Sterling to co. She’s certain to enter Westria’s ancestral temple, to pull out the Sky Sword!" Titus Ashworth laughed.
Harrison Ashworth scrutinized Titus Ashworth, feeling that in the past couple of days Titus was glowing, exuding confidence, a stark contrast from before.
Titus Ashworth stepped forward two steps, approaching Harrison Ashworth. He smiled enigmatically, "Nephew Hayden, do you know who holds the key to pulling out the Sky Sword?"
"Who?"
"You!"
Harrison Ashworth moved his handso brow slightly, indicating for him to continue.
In front of Harrison Ashworth, Titus Ashworth often felt a mistaken sense of being commanded, "Nephew Hayden, no matter how Serena Sterling dominates the world, she cannot pull out the Sky Sword. Only the blood of the pure-hearted can draw the Sky Sword. In other words, only you can pull the Sky Sword."
Harrison Ashworth was silent for a few seconds, "Then you’re not afraid?"
"Afraid? Nephew Hayden, are you saying I should be afraid you’ll help Serena Sterling pull out the Sky Sword?" Titus Ashworth shook his head with a smile, "This Sky Sword cannot be pulled out easily. Once you pull the Sky Sword, your pure-hearted blood will be destroyed and all your veins severed, and your life will be short-lived."
This is the price of pulling the Sky Sword!
There was no emotional ripple on Harrison Ashworth’s handso face, nor did he reply.
"Nephew Hayden, Serena Sterling will soon be coming, think it over yourself." With that, Titus Ashworth left.
...
Titus Ashworth returned to his study. As he pushed open the door, a cold and elegant silhouette was already waiting for him.
Titus Ashworth entered, "Hello, Doctor Lu."
In front was Zane Crawford!
Zane Crawford had arrived.
Appearing in Titus Ashworth’s study.
Today, Zane Crawford wore a black cloak, his handso face like jade. He stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling window, his cold black eyes landing on Titus Ashworth’s face, and with a slight curl of his thin lips, "Serena Sterling is already on her way to Westria, Lord Titus, are you ready?"
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