Nobilis of War

Chapter 1285 Return To The Tussle Region (Part One)

At this moment, Darren felt that his soul was starting to become lighter and lighter. It meant that he

didn't have much time left to spare.

"Merle, listen carefully. I need you to do a very important task for me. As soon as your strength has

reached to a certain degree, I am entrusting you to accomplish it immediately," Darren said with a

sense of urgency in his voice.

"Go ahead, my real body. I'm listening," Merle quickly responded.

"Go find Elsa and make sure that she is safe. You have all of my memories, so you'll know where to

find her," Darren instructed.

"I understand," Merle replied.

"Merle, you're the only one I can ask. Promise me that you'll find her as soon as you can. Tell her I'm

doing okay and that I'll come and see her soon," Darren added.

"Don't worry. I will," Merle said.

Then, Darren's soul began to slowly fade until it eventually disappeared without a trace.

Soon after, as Darren regained his senses, he realized that he was now back at the Tussle Region.

"Darren, you've finally come back. What happened? How did things go?"

Murphy asked as soon as Darren opened his eyes.

"Didn't Lord Starry Sword tell you anything?" Darren asked with a hint of confusion on his face.

"No, he didn't. Why? What's wrong?"

"Well, it turned out that he never planned to take me as his disciple," Darren said straightforwardly.

"What? That doesn't make any sense. You're an amazing talent. Why would he…" Murphy was

startled. He couldn't think of any reason why Lord Starry Sword had done what Darren was saying.

"I wish I'm lying, but sadly, I'm telling the truth. It's up to you now whether you'll expel me or just finish

me off. After all, I'm not a disciple of the Starry Sword Region anymore," Darren said in low spirits.

Murphy stayed silent for a while before finally asking, "Darren, did Lord Starry Sword say anything

about your identity as a Defiant Master?"

"Not really. At first, he sent me to a dangerous place so that I could be killed there, but then later, he

changed his mind." Darren told Murphy everything honestly.

"Hmm, I don't think it's as serious as you imagine. Think about it. Lord Starry Sword learned that you

are a Defiant Master, but he didn't kill you. It means that he has let it go. I don't think you should worry

about it anymore. Get over it. It's not like it's already the end. Besides, we're still friends, aren't we?"

Murphy let out a soft laugh to lighten the mood and patted Darren on the shoulder.

Darren just smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

"Hey, don't be angry with me. Even you know that when it comes to Defiant Masters, things are a little

complicated. That's why I was hesitant about my decision. I thought that maybe it was also the reason

behind Lord Starry Sword's change of mind. I hope you can understand me," Murphy explained with

sincerity.

"It's fine. In fact, I wasn't even angry. I am just thinking about those people who tried to kill me. I have a

strong feeling that they will come for me again," Darren said anxiously.

He remembered the killer from the Blood Abyss Sect. He was worried that they might retaliate and

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"Come on, that guy's already gone. I don't think the Blood Abyss Sect will waste their time just for his

sake. You're just overthinking," Murphy tried to console him.

"No. I can't agree with you on this." Darren's face suddenly became serious. Then, he went on, "That

killer said that the person who bought my life with killing points was the Gambling King, Maxwell.

Because of me, he lost hundreds of millions of killing points. I'm afraid he won't just let me off the hook

after all that."

Murphy understood where Darren's distress was coming from. The Gambling King was indeed

relentless. Once he had set his mind, he would do everything in his power to achieve it.

"Sir, pardon my intrusion. I've got something urgent to report."

Just then, a disciple of the branch of the Starry Sword Sect suddenly rushed in.

"What is it?" Murphy turned to the disciple and ordered him to speak.

"Sir, something big and unexpected happened in the Ninth Precipitous Mountain. King Winfred was

killed by a member of the Blood Abyss Sect," the disciple informed at once.

"What?!"

Both Darren and Murphy exclaimed and couldn't help but stand up from where they were seated.

After all, King Winfred was a cultivator at the upper-level of the Celestial God Realm. He was one of the

three great kings in this area. However, even a man of his caliber was easily killed by the Blood Abyss

Sect. The news really came as a shock.

"Did they find out who hired the Blood Abyss Sect to kill him?" Darren immediately asked.

"It's clear as day. In the Ninth Precipitous Mountain, only two people possess the killing token of the

Blood Abyss Sect. Without it, no one will be able to transact with the Blood Abyss Sect no matter how

many killing points they offer," Murphy remarked.

"Two people? If one of them is the Gambling King, then who's the other one?" Darren asked with

furrowed brows.

"The other person's identity is too mysterious. Although he has the right to hire the Blood Abyss Sect,

he will never do that. He is the absolute power-holder of the Ninth Precipitous Mountain. If he wants

anyone dead, he can do that by himself. There is no need for him to use the Blood Abyss Sect. That's

why I'm sure that it's not him," Murphy answered convincingly.

"I see. Does it mean that he's one of the three kings?" Darren inquired.