Chapter 483: Chapter 483: 481 Fear_1

“Names are not important.” Mr. Ji said with a smile, as gently as if he were meeting a relative of his own family. “Like this body, it may fool the mediocre, but it cannot deceive the wise.”

Although Colin had long suspected that Mr. Ji might have used Duke St. Hilde’s corpse to enact a “possession by a spirit”, when he actually witnessed the “resurrection” of Duke St. Hilde firsthand and confirmed his previous suspicions, he couldn’t help but palpitate.

Even in this transcendent world, such “unscientific” occurrences were somewhat incredulous.

Was arcane magic really this magical?

Or was Mr. Ji just too powerful?

“I didn’t expect to meet you at White Dew Fortress, such an honor.” Although Colin tried to remain calm, his smile was inevitably a bit stiff.

Honestly, Mr. Ji’s appearance was completely beyond his expectations.

And what he hated most was the unexpected.

This legendary figure, who had twice stirred the North Territory with his own power, was not an easy opponent.

Especially now, after Mr. Ji had taken over the body of a Holy Knight, Colin had no idea how terrifying his powers could be.

If such a person stood against him…

Colin was not naive enough to think that Mr. Ji’s appearance in White Dew City was just a coincidence.

Clearly, Mr. Ji had plans here too!

Just not sure if it conflicts with his own plans…

“Count Angler, this should be our first official meeting.” Mr. Ji looked at Colin with interest, his tone somewhat reminiscent.

“Indeed. I have long heard of your great reputation!” Colin respectfully replied, while constantly guessing Mr. Ji’s purpose for visiting White Dew City.

“In fact, I’ve been wanting to meet you for quite some time, Count Angler. Among the new talents that have emerged in the Glory Empire over the past decade, you are undoubtedly the most outstanding!” Mr. Ji looked at Colin appreciatively, not hiding the admiration in his eyes.

“You flatter me.”

“No, I’ve underestimated you all along.”

Colin awkwardly tugged at the corner of his mouth, feeling very uncomfortable with Mr. Ji’s praise.

Just as he was about to say something, Mr. Ji asked again:

“Count Angler, you should have been promoted to the sixth rank by now, right?”

Colin had to honestly nod and say, “Yes, I was just lucky enough to be promoted.”

“Such a young sixth rank knight!” Mr. Ji exclaimed, “Even the most talented Holy Knight ancestors of the St. Sean family didn’t have such power at your age.”

“I wouldn’t dare to compare myself with the Holy Knight ancestors… ”

“No!” Mr.Ji said earnestly. “You are even stronger than them, at least at your age, none of them was able to lead an army to breach White Dew City.

You managed to turn the entire East Territory upside down with just the Blood Knight Army of twenty thousand men!

Is this because you’re simply too powerful? Or have the Easterners, who’ve been living in comfort for so long, become so weak that their armies are simply unable to even put up a fight?”

Colin’s sense of foreboding grew stronger, his mind working frantically while he tried to figure out what Mr. Ji was truly aiming for. Meanwhile, he had to maintain a conversation:

“You’re overstating, I just got lucky in a few battles…”

Mr. Ji gave a faint smile, finally giving up the unending praise, and shifted the topic:

“When you were at Swan Castle, Archbishop Agani told you all the secrets of the Church, didn’t she?”

“Yes,” Colin said hurriedly, “I completely agree with Archbishop Agani’s view, the Church is becoming too corrupt, they’re meddling in the empire’s affairs under the guise of the Lord of Glory, taking advantage of her name for their own gain!

So when I heard that you and Archbishop Agani wish to change the current situation, I hurried to join without hesitation!

This time I led an army into the East Territory in order to sever the Church’s most significant source of secular support.

Do you have a plan for coming to White Dew City this time?”

Colin knew very well that his alliance with Mr. Ji and Archbishop Agani was actually very fragile. Although both parties aim to resist the Church, there is no foundation of trust to speak of, and there are no clear objectives or plans.

Even old enmities and conflicts of interest persist between both parties.

Colin doesn’t believe that Mr. Ji would forget how he repeatedly thwarted his plans. You could even say that the St. Sean family’s failure to successfully take the North Territory is largely Colin’s fault.

Now, he only hopes Mr. Ji would put aside old grudges for the sake of their collaborative foundation and unite to sever the Church’s grip on the East Territory.

But Mr. Ji didn’t answer Colin’s question, he said to himself: “Count Angler, I’ve always admired you. I really hope to become allies with you…”

Colin’s heart began to sink because he realized that after such a statement, there will always be a “but…”

And everything stated before “but” is generally meaningless!

As expected, he heard Mr. Ji continue:

“But you are too outstanding, so exceptional that it scares me.”

Colin forced a smile and said helplessly: “Mr. Ji, isn’t having an outstanding ally a good thing?”

“It might be for some people, but not for me,” Mr. Ji gazed at Colin, with a trace of regret in his eyes, “I’m someone with a strong desire for control, so I don’t like allies who are too outstanding, always surprising me or causing unexpected events.”

Colin’s muscles instantly tensed, bracing himself for the worst, but he still tried to persuade him:

“Mr. Ji, don’t you think you’re overestimating me? I’m just the son of a baron from a countryside town. Even though I am now a count, it is only due to the protection of the St. Hilde family…”

“No.” Mr. Ji interrupted, his smile fading. “Count Angler, I carefully investigated your past. Honestly, it scared me. If I give you more time, I can’t even imagine how far you can go.

So I’m sorry.”

Hearing this, Colin left no room for doubt. His body surged with holy light that gathered in his hands.

But before he could act, he saw Mr. Ji’s eyes suddenly radiating blinding light.

For a moment, it seemed as if he was staring at the sun close at hand. His eyes stung, tears streaming uncontrollably.

Feeling a sense of dread, Colin quickly tried to retreat.

But in his tear-blurred vision, he saw an arm, glowing with golden holy light, plunging straight into his chest with the force of a thunderbolt!

Squelch!

Colin let out a scream, terrified to find his own heart held in Mr. Ji’s hand!

“Farewell, Count Angler!”

Crunch!

With a forceful squeeze from Mr. Ji, Colin’s heart burst like a water-filled balloon.

Blood splattered everywhere.