"Father, will this annoy Miss Willett?" In an attic of the manor, Simoa watched the battle not far away with some worry.

"It's a sensitive time now. Anyone outside of the plan must find out the details, do you understand?" An old man with a wonderful spirit sat in a chair and taught Simoa earnestly.

He is Count Wheeler Titch, and Simoa was born with his wife when he was in his forties, so the old Count has always paid much attention to his education.

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

"Are you saying that Watkins was actually arranged by you?" Simoa was puzzled.

"No, it's just a coincidence. This little doll of the Keckel family is just a mistake." The old count said with a chuckle. He arranged for someone else to test Jason.

"But that's okay. It will wipe out our traces from this incident. No one can accuse us of this incident afterwards." As for whether someone will complain about him afterwards for not showing up to stop this fight. , This is a better solution.

People will always feel unwell when they are old. It is understandable that Simoah was worried that his father's body did not show up.

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

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

"Don't you see that he is showing his feet? How else would we know that he is an extraordinary powerhouse?"

"Teached, father."

"But it's not him that worries me the most, but Gilbert." The old count looked at the young man who was surrounded with serious eyes.

"What's up with him?"

Simoah asked suspiciously that this person had only recently come to the north, and soon became the center of those people.

"If you can have half of his personality charm, I can rest assured to let you go on your own." The old count said with emotion, he really rarely sees such a person who is born with a leadership temperament.

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

"This man quickly gathered a group of outstanding young people during the time he came to the north, and his ambition is obvious."

Now it’s all young people. His Royal Highness Jason Lopez, the second prince of the kingdom with iron teeth in the north, Willit Kyle, the northern principal of the Kyle Family Chamber of Commerce, and the mysterious Gilbert in front of him. Cameron Grand Duke far away from the lion.

So he had to take advantage of himself before he fell, and only Simoa would do something, otherwise it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in this chaotic world.

"You were born at an untimely time."

The old count sighed, his own son was actually very talented, and he was also among the top of this generation in Lucca City, but there are too many evildoers in this era.

When Simoa heard the words, he lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. Who wouldn't want to be a legend of an era? Who wouldn't want to leave his name in the long river of history?

But it is a pity that he is still far from that level. Maybe he will find a powerful monarch in the future.

On the other hand, Jason was shocked after he exploded with his extraordinary power. How old is this boy? Doesn't it look like he's only sixteen or seventeen years old? Was the extraordinary power awakened so early?

"This this……"

Willett covered his mouth and pointed at Jason in the field with one hand, and looked at the dazzling lightning on him in surprise and didn't know what to say.

"Lancelot, when was he..."

"Long ago, Miss Willett." Lancelot replied in a low voice, because Jason didn't use this power often, so even he almost forgot about it.

"This bastard, he didn't tell me earlier." Willett secretly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She was really frightened just now: "I'll settle accounts with him later."

"How is it? Was it a pleasant surprise and a surprise?"

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

"How can this be!"

Watkins was a little unbelievable. Although he was a little stupid, he was not an idiot. Obviously he had understood that the soft persimmon he pulled out was actually an extraordinary powerhouse with no weakness.

"Nothing is impossible." Jason twisted his head. After saying this, he immediately pressed 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 Watkins' left side within a few breaths.

"Ben Lei!"

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

"Fast speed." Gilbert admired in the distance, and the red vortex in his eyes became more obvious.

"This kind of speed is no less than some ordinary great knight-level extraordinary powerhouses." He secretly watched out in his heart, and he didn't intend to rush out of contact with Jason before this speed problem was effectively solved.

"What?" Lesner's face on the side became even more ugly when he heard the words. Didn't he do a stupid thing in this way? Offended an extraordinary powerhouse with terrifying potential, and couldn't let his father die to Nen when he turned his head!

Now I can only pray that he couldn't guess that he was provoking Watkins to shoot, but is it possible?

"I...I'm going to make it easier~lightnovelpub.net~ He swallowed and stammered to Gilbert.

"Yeah." The other side nodded gently, and then Lesner left in a hurry like a bereaved dog.

"Did you say he escaped, or is it really convenient to go?" After he left, the person who had something good said with a chuckle, his tone full of disdain.

"Who knows?"

………………

"what!"

On the other side, Jason's palm wrapped around the Thunder hit his waist hard, Watkins screamed and flew out, falling to the ground with a bit of blood.

The clothing on the part where he was hit also turned to ashes, revealing his skin scorched by lightning.

Jason stood there looking at Watkins and didn't pursue it, because this guy was obviously taken advantage of, and even if he was crippled, it would only cause Willett to trouble.

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

Even if his painful face turned pale, hissing cold breath.

"Do you still fight?" Jason asked softly.

"No...no more...whisper..." Watkins stood up from the ground, resisting the pain, and Jason's men were merciful just now.

"So do you think either of us is more qualified to pursue Miss Willett?" Jason asked with a smile. He thought this stupid man was not as annoying as he was at the beginning.

However, the incident that was just assaulted still made him a little bit grudge, but because there was no evidence, he couldn't say anything.

"It's... it's you!" Watkins flushed when he heard the words, but this time he was embarrassed and lost his grandmother's house, and was defeated with just one move.

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