The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Vladimir Koff watched Shatima leave before taking a deep, heavy breath. Shatima’s relentless assault had nearly exhausted all his strength, and he had to admit that in certain aspects, she indeed possessed the ability to challenge him. Although he still had one or two trump cards left unplayed, it was uncertain if Shatima also had killer moves up her sleeve. As for who the deer would fall to, it was hard to say for sure.

Seeing the amused and somewhat mocking looks from the fellows around him, Vladimir Koff felt a bit embarrassed. He had thought that he could easily teach this rough woman a lesson, but unexpectedly, he had been caught off guard and almost bested, providing a spectacle for the members of the Black Flame Knights.

"Jack, what, do you guys find it funny?"

"Mr. Vladimir Koff, it seems that Miss Shatima fully meets the standards to be a member of our Black Flame Knights. Why not invite her to join us?" Before Jack could respond, Peter interjected, "That woman has a strong tendency towards violence; I think she really fits with our Black Flame Knights. If only we had sent her to the Mist Flower Hills, she could have given those damned Dark Elves and Assyrian Warriors a taste of being trampled by a woman."

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"Hmph, Miss Shatima has a quite extraordinary temperament. If she went to the Mist Flower Hills, chances are the flames of war might already have spread across the entire Red Tree Forest and Iris Basin." Vladimir Koff laughed at himself, "By then, Lord would really hold it against us. We could be in trouble and may just have to stay there until the situation improves."

"Vladimir Koff, we didn’t return this time for any particular reason. Does Lord Komer plan to rest and recuperate for a while now? Aren’t there other missions? Such as heading north to Jazair to test the waters?"

Jack responded at this moment. The battle in the Mist Flower Hills had given the Fallen Knights a full taste of the thrill of conquest. Matching wits with the Dark Elf Swordsmen and combatting the knight experts from Assyria was full of ups and downs, but the exhilaration of challenging oneself was something they hadn’t felt in a long time. Jack had become more and more accustomed to the lifestyle of the Black Flame Knights, no longer caring about the reasons behind the battles. As long as the war brought him pleasure, that was enough.

"Yeah, I heard there are quite a few experts among those beastmen, especially within their Tiger Clan and Wolf Clan, where their selected warriors are not inferior to the knights in our human Knights regiments," Morssen chimed in.