Wizard Immortal

Chapter 50 A Chance Encounter

Standing on a flat piece of land, surrounded by warriors fighting, Adir stood quietly in the center, looking at Kadis opposite him.

A resolute look suddenly flashed across Fular's face, and then he rushed forward without hesitation, seemingly wanting to buy time for Adir to take Elwa away.

Seeing this, a flicker of emotion crossed Cadis's eyes, and his body trembled slightly, but he did not rush forward.

Beside him, a black-armored knight who had been silent until now suddenly stepped forward, his longsword aimed at Flar, and they became entangled.

His swordplay was powerful and forceful, each swing of his longsword producing a heavy clang, constantly pushing back Fular in front of him. He was clearly a top-level knight.

"Now, it's just the two of us left."

Looking at Fular, who was being entangled and gradually losing ground, Cadis sighed inwardly, then turned to look at Adir in front of him and Elwa standing behind him.

A faint white aura appeared on his body. Although it was still somewhat faint, his identity as a Grand Knight was clearly revealed, enough to make him stand out from the crowd.

Seeing this, Elwa felt despair and fear in his eyes.

Great Knights, such powerful individuals are rare in any kingdom.

If a knight is enough to protect a region and suppress a territory, then a great knight is a powerful figure capable of single-handedly holding off a small battle. Unless restrained by a powerful figure of equal rank or surrounded by a large number of warriors, he cannot be threatened at all.

In the entire northern lands, there were originally only two great knights: Arcadilla, who was known as the first knight, and Count Poria himself. Now, another one has appeared here.

Looking at Adir in front of him, Kadis didn't waste any words. He stepped forward and swung his sword down, which was wrapped in light white battle aura, and stabbed fiercely at Adir.

This was a near-all-out attack from the great knight, utilizing the power of a knight's secret technique. Ordinary knights simply couldn't withstand it and would only suffer either death or serious injury.

Seeing the attack before him, Adir stood still, calmly watching Cadis, as if he had not noticed the powerful offensive in front of him.

"Adir!!!" Behind him, seeing the scene before him, Elva instinctively shouted, looking at the scene with some fear.

Before the words had even finished, a sword light suddenly appeared.

The silver aura suddenly trembled, instantly creating dozens of sword marks as it charged forward, colliding with Cadis's attack.

Yinhua!!!

Streaks of silver light flashed continuously, and a battle aura far denser and more powerful than that of Cadis himself surged out, blocking his attack.

"You!!!" Kadis's face was filled with shock as he looked at Adir, who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

bump!!!

The sound of clashing swords rang out at this moment, as two powerful knightly techniques collided, their different fighting energies colliding and exploding before our eyes.

The two forces collided head-on, and the stronger one was determined in an instant.

Kadis coughed up a mouthful of blood, several new wounds instantly appearing on his body. He flew backward rapidly and crashed hard into a wall five or six meters away.

As a great knight, he possessed immense vitality. Even after suffering such a severe blow, he struggled to get up, staring at Adir in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief.

At that moment, everyone present froze. All eyes were fixed on the boy, their gazes filled with shock.

In front of Elwar, a figure still stood quietly, his face calm, unmoved even as the eyes of everyone present stared intently at him.

And on his body, wisps of pale silver battle aura quietly floated around him, foreshadowing that power.

"Adir...you...you're a Grand Knight?"

Standing behind Adir, watching this scene unfold before him and sensing the faint silver battle aura emanating from him, Elwa spoke with shock on his face, stammering.

The scene before him was quite a shock to him.

In just one day, Elva felt that everything from the past had been overturned.

The castle, peaceful for decades, suddenly erupted into chaos. The powerful father had vanished without a trace, seemingly doomed. Now, even his childhood friend seemed to have changed completely, suddenly becoming a great knight.

All of this left Elva disoriented, as if she were having a terrifying nightmare.

But Adir did not stop in front of him.

He took a step forward, sword in his right hand, and swung it directly in the direction of Fular.

Pale silver battle aura condensed on the sword, and with this swing, it solidified into real sword energy, charging fiercely forward.

Seven or eight meters away, the black-armored knight who was fighting with Fular suddenly changed his expression. He felt a terrifying sense of crisis welling up from the bottom of his heart, causing him to stop what he was doing.

The sound of swords clanging filled the air, and the constant tremors of the approaching waves echoed in my ears.

Feeling all of this, he took a deep breath, took a step back, and then swung his longsword forward fiercely.

His life energy surged rapidly, staining the longsword in his hand with a light green hue. It collided fiercely with the solidified sword energy of his battle qi, neutralizing the attack.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fular escaped the knight's entanglement and quickly retreated to stand beside Elva, looking at Adir in front of her with a complicated expression.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

Adir suddenly turned around, looked at a corner, and spoke.

As he spoke, his pale silver battle aura solidified once more, rushing directly towards that corner.

Click!

A slight collision sound suddenly came from ahead, where Adir's battle aura was directly dispersed, turning into a faint silver light and disappearing.

A tall figure suddenly appeared from that corner, also carrying a black longsword, though its style was somewhat different from Adir's.

This was Arcadilla, dressed in light white armor. A hint of doubt flickered across his handsome, cheerful face: "How did you find out?"

"Of course, it's seen with the eyes."

Upon seeing the figure appear before him, Adir's eyes narrowed, but his expression remained unchanged as he calmly spoke.

That's obviously a lie.

Akadira hid very well, seemingly using special techniques, revealing no trace of his presence, so much so that even Adir couldn't detect anything.

The reason he was able to detect the other person was actually because of the chip in his mind, but naturally he couldn't explain this to the other person in detail.

Akadilla, of course, did not believe this explanation.

But he had only asked casually, and he didn't ask any further questions. He just looked at Adir, who was standing in the distance, with a serious expression.

He had witnessed the opponent's previous outburst and the fierce, powerful silver battle aura, and already had a rough estimate of the opponent's strength.

This is not a Grand Knight like Cadis who has barely been promoted, but a true Grand Knight powerhouse. Considering his age, this is nothing short of astonishing.

"Akadira, you've betrayed us too!!"

Behind Adir, Fular looked at Akadira in the distance, his eyes filled with intense anger: "Lord Poria wasn't harsh on you, so why did you do this?"

"Not harsh at all?" Across from him, Akadira smirked as he listened to Fular's words. "Is that really so?"

"Flar, you and I are different."

He looked coldly at Fral before him: "Although your surname is not Fakus, your mother and your wife are both members of the Fakus family, so of course they are one of our own to Polya."

"And what about me?" He pointed at himself, his sneer growing more pronounced. "My ancestor was a marquis, and although he is now in decline, his status is no less than anyone else's."

"As a Grand Knight, I personally founded the Black Knights, and I did so much for Poria. How much territory did I ultimately gain?"

"In the end, the Fakus family has too many people and has completely divided up the northern territories, leaving no room for outsiders to interfere."

At this point, his expression became calm and composed: "If that's the case, why can't I go and take back what's rightfully mine?"

"If he won't give it to me, I'll take it with my sword!"

"You!!" Fular's face turned ashen.

What the other party said is indeed true.

Fakus's rule in the North was too domineering, and nobles without the blood of the Fakus family would be suppressed without their knowledge.

This practice reached its peak during the reign of Count Poria. During the decades of his rule, a large number of non-royal nobles declined and were suppressed by him with harsh methods.

Ultimately, during the nearly one hundred years that the Fakus family ruled the North, rebellions by non-family nobles never ceased, but never before had they been so devastating, with even Akadilla, the first knight of the North, leading the rebellion.

"Lord Arcadira..."

Behind Adir, Elwa stared in disbelief at Akadira in the distance.

He had always regarded this first knight of the North as his idol, but he never expected that this time, his idol would stand on the opposite side and rebel first.

"Adir".

Ahead, Akadila paid no attention to the reactions of others, but looked at Adir in front of her with a complicated and solemn gaze: "You really surprise me. In the history of the Kingdom of Ariel, the legendary king who became a Grand Knight the fastest was the legendary King Avayard, who became a Grand Knight at the age of fifteen, two years later than you."

"Unfortunately, if you weren't a member of the Fakus family, I would definitely find a way to make you surrender."

He began with praise, then his tone suddenly changed, becoming somewhat cold: "By the way, I have some good news for you. Your father, Baron Essilan, was recently killed in battle, by my own hand!!"

After saying this, he looked up and stared at Adir's face with cold eyes.

However, the expected anger and loss of reason were not found in Adir; his face was calm, and he was only stunned for a moment when he heard the bad news.

What he didn't know was that, for Adir, the so-called father in this world had very little affection for him. He wouldn't be moved even if he heard of his death or saw him die in front of him.

Akadilla believed that as a member of the Fakus family, it was impossible for him to surrender to these traitors, but in reality, if he had tried to persuade Adir to defect, Adir might have actually agreed.

After all, judging from the current situation, Arcadilla and his forces are coming on strong, and it's unknown how much power they have backing them. Count Poria's side is very likely no match for them. Therefore, for Adir, choosing to side with the rebels to avoid danger doesn't put much psychological pressure on him.

But now, it's all too late.

His "biological father" was killed by the other party, and even if he were willing to surrender now, the other party would never dare to accept him as a powerful enemy, so he could only go down a dark path.

(End of this chapter)