456: Chapter 141: The Sorrow of the Black Phoenix (End)_1 456: Chapter 141: The Sorrow of the Black Phoenix (End)_1 The only thing left was a desolate bitterness, “Phoenix, as a princess of Landias and my daughter, can I truly only bring you pain?”
The Black Phoenix looked at him coldly and said, “What do you think?”
“Alright.
If it es to that, then I will provide you relief sooner.
I have arranged a marriage for you.
After a year, as long as you’ve pleted this marriage agreement, you will have fulfilled your promise to me.
In this year, you are free to do whatever you wish.
After a year, return to Landias and plete this political marriage I have arranged for you.”
“Have you forgotten something?” The chill in the Black Phoenix’s eyes suddenly intensified.
The word ‘marriage’ deeply hurt her heart because she knew that she would never have the hope of a happy life of love between man and woman.
“I am the disciple of the Master of the Dark Tower, and thus his heir.
As the only disciple of my master, do you think I can get married?”
The tall man sighed, “Of course, I know that.
This is simply a show for the enemy nations.
I have chosen the most exceptional warrior from our country and all our allied nations as your marriage partner.
Just before you returned, I received magical messages from three allied nations.
They all hope to bee relatives by marriage with us, Landias.
Your beauty has already spread throughout the continent.
Because you will inherit the position of the Master of the Dark Tower, to avoid any trouble, I will host a martial petition for suitors, driving out the princes of the allied nations.
After the petition, you can return to Faran.
From then on, your future will be entirely up to you.”
“A martial petition for suitors?” The Black Phoenix paused, “Aren’t you planning to use the opportunity of Faran’s seclusion to start a war with Milan?
At this time, you still want to hold a martial petition for suitors?”
The tall man replied indifferently, “One year of preparation is enough.
The battle with Milan is about to begin.
I’ve been preparing for twenty years for this day.
The war and your martial petition for suitors do not conflict.
You may leave now.
After a year, I will be waiting for your return to fulfill your final promise.”
The Black Phoenix didn’t say anything else.
Her eyes regained their quietness.
She only had one year left.
She suddenly realized that her heart had started to warm up.
Before she pleted the three tasks for her father, she didn’t need to return to Faran.
Isn’t the uping year of freedom another chance to be with him?
Even though she knew that he was like a poison that was slowly seeping deeper into her heart, the Black Phoenix’s heart was filled with intense longing.
One year, a full year!
This might be her last happiness.
The Black Phoenix left, silently merging with the darkness.
The tall man’s gaze lingered on her retreating figure, turning to trance, “My daughter, my lovely daughter, perhaps you haven’t had a single day of happiness in your entire life.
I haven’t fulfilled my responsibility as a father.
Don’t worry, I’ve prepared the means to reclaim your soul.
I won’t allow that devil of the Dark Tower to control your soul forever.
I will definitely use this final opportunity to reclaim your soul, and let you marry a true warrior, and let your future life be surrounded by happiness.”
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“Sura, Sura.”
Through the teleportation formation, Ye Yinzhu quickly returned to his dormitory at the Milan Magic Martial Academy.
His mind was full of thoughts about the relationship between Sura and the Dark Tower, and he immediately called out his friend’s name.
The dormitory was empty, and he didn’t see his friend as he had imagined.
Ye Yinzhu quickly searched through the dormitory, but he couldn’t find Sura anywhere.
Where did Sura go?
Ye Yinzhu’s heart was filled with worry.
He noticed a thin layer of dust on the tables, chairs, and floors.
It looked like no one had lived here for some time.
Considering Sura’s fondness for cleanliness, this shouldn’t be happening.
After a brief thought, Ye Yinzhu decided not to stay any longer.
He had returned this time with the intention of leaving quickly.
He took out the mask that Zi had given him out of the Sumeru Divine Ring, wore it on his face, put on his academy uniform, and quietly left the dormitory from the back window.
Even though he suspected that Sura had gone for some time, he hoped to try his luck at the Assassin Department of the Martial Arts Department.
To his surprise, a student from the Assassin Department told him that Sura had applied to leave the academy half a month ago, just when he had left to participate in the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battles.
This matter had caused quite a stir in the Assassin Department.
Sura’s position in the department was equivalent to his in the Divine Music Department.
Both were rare talents.
Sura left school?
But why didn’t he tell him?
Where could he go?
Ye Yinzhu suddenly realized that he didn’t know much about Sura.
He had never heard Sura mention where his home was.
When he thought about the relationship between Sura and the Black Phoenix, his heart sank.
If Sura had gone to Faran or the Dark Tower, how would he ever see him again?
Sura didn’t even leave him a note.
Sura, Sura, don’t you see me as a brother?
The strong sense of loss made Ye Yinzhu lose his focus, but no matter what, he still needed to continue with his matters.
He didn’t want to see Granny Nina or Dean Fergerson.
Even though Xiang Luan and the others hadn’t returned yet, who knew if the news had reached them?
To avoid any unnecessary trouble, he could only apologize to Granny Nina and Teacher Fergerson in his heart.
There are many students in Milan Magic Martial Academy.
Although Ye Yinzhu’s face was unfamiliar, his school uniform did not raise any suspicions.
After careful consideration, he decided to first meet with Marshal Xi Duofu.
He wouldn’t be able to rest until he found out what had happened to Haiyang.
As Ye Yinzhu walked from the academy to Milan City, he was surprised to find that the entire Milan City had bee a sea of joy.
Lights and decorations hung from every house and the entire city was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
The streets were full of revelers, all of the restaurants were jam-packed, and people reeking of alcohol but looking excited were visible everywhere.
“We Milan are the first, always the first, Milan Invincible, Milan Invincible…” a drunken man passed by Ye Yinzhu shouting these ecstatic slogans.
Ye Yinzhu suddenly understood.
It must be that the news of the victory in the “Seven Nations, Seven Dragons” ranking battle had reached Milan.
The Milan Empire had maintained its position as the number one empire of the continent, no wonder the city of Milan was so ecstatic.
At the same time, he was taken aback, no wonder the Milan Empire and the Landias Empire placed so much importance on this ranking battle.
For a country, being first is only nominal, but it significantly enhances the cohesion of the entire nation.
A war may be looming, and achieving the title of the continent’s number one at such a time is undoubtedly like injecting a shot of adrenaline into the Milan military and the entire Milan Empire.
Even if Landias has long plotted against them, Milan is not to be trifled with.
However, from Ye Yinzhu’s perspective, he did not see a bright future for Milan.
Although winning the championship in the “Seven Nations, Seven Dragons” ranking battle seemingly ushered in a new golden era for the Milan Empire, in reality, the current state of the Milan Empire was dire.
They were surrounded by the Beastman Army from the Northernmost Wilderness, the betraying Flore Kingdom in the east, and the looming Landias Empire in the south.
On the western front, only the ally Ascoli Kingdom could be considered dependable.
Flore’s silent shift of allegiances had put Milan in an exceedingly disadvantageous situation.
When war breaks out, Landias undoubtedly has the upper hand.
Immersed among the jubilant crowds, Ye Yinzhu finally arrived at Marshal Xi Duofu’s mansion.
The mansion gate appeared desolate, with austere Marshal Xi Duofu’s dwelling guarded by only two soldiers.
When Ye Yinzhu arrived at the Marshal’s Mansion, he removed his human-skin mask in a secluded corner.
This mask was his secret.
Although he trusted Marshal Xi Duofu, he still hoped to keep a back-up plan.
“Please notify them, Ye Yinzhu seeks audience with Marshal Xi Duofu,” Ye Yinzhu said to the two guards at the mansion gate with a smile.
“The Marshal is not here,” a guard replied with a somewhat stiff voice, directly rejecting Ye Yinzhu.
Ye Yinzhu was taken aback for a moment, “Is Grandfather Xi Duofu not here?
Did he go to the Imperial Palace?” As the top martial arts expert in the Milan Empire, Marshal Xi Duofu was often called to the Imperial Palace.
“Wait, wait a moment.” The guard suddenly stammered, looking at Ye Yinzhu with his eyes wide.
“You, what did you say your name was just now?”
Ye Yinzhu frowned slightly and replied, “My name is Ye Yinzhu, is there a problem?”
The two guards looked at each other, both seeing shock in each other’s eyes.
One of them asked tentatively, “Are you the Marquis Ye Yinzhu, the great hero who led our five hundred Milan warriors, and defended our position as the number one on the continent in the ‘Seven Nations, Seven Dragons’ ranking battle?”
“Marquis?
When did I bee a marquis?” Ye Yinzhu smirked at the two utterly surprised men.
“As soon as the news came back from Faran, His Majesty immediately granted you the position of Marquis!
Don’t you know?” The shock in the guard’s eyes gradually turned into fanaticism.
Not just them, probably every young warrior in the Milan Empire now idolized Ye Yinzhu.
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