Love At The Wrong Table

Love at the Wrong Table

Chapter 2317 Battle Between Father and Son!

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A muffled sound echoed as Quintus revealed a satisfied smile.

Adolph’s expression mirrored his son’s–his rapid growth was truly astonishing.

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Quintus had caught his father’s blade with just a hand. Though the sharp edge sliced into his palm, the wound was superficial.

“Dad, you’re so strong!” Quintus was proud of himself. “With your strength, you’re destined for greatness. This is my last time asking–will you turn back?”

Adolph answered with action instead of words. He withdrew his blade and slashed at Quintus once more!

His swordsmanship was powerful and precise, seamlessly blending strength and rhythm to form an overwhelming force.

Had this been before Quintus joined the Wolf Warrior Unit, he wouldn’t have stood a chance. But now, he could hold his own.

Dodging his father’s strike, Quintus first delivered a punch to the warhorse, aiming to level the battlefield.

Yet, to his shock, even as his fist bled from the impact, the horse’s armor remained unscathed.

Unbelievable. He was now a double S–class warrior, having absorbed the energy radiation from the Heart of the Sun. His strength should have been beyond imagination.

“That armor is high–tech defensive gear from the Airspace Group,” Adolph explained calmly. “Your current strength isn’t enough to break through it with a single punch. You still have much room to grow.”

Quintus wanted answers about the past ties between the Big Four and the Airspace Group, but there was no time–the battlefield was in chaos!

Reinforcements poured into Zovince City, but they were mostly civilians. How could they match the might of the Summertons‘ Army?

“Captain Quintus, take down their general! Cut off the head, and the rest will fall!” Albin’s desperate cry rang out as their forces were struggling.

The Summertons‘ Army showed no mercy, slaughtering indiscriminately. In mere moments, hundreds of innocents lay dead or wounded.

“Arghhh-”

Quintus was consumed by fury. Tearing off the reins, he leaped high into the air and roared, “Dad, since you refuse to see reason, don’t blame me for being unfilial!”

Adolph looked up at him, a barely perceptible smile forming at the corners of his lips. He is straightforward, yet adapts his tactics effortlessly.

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Fist met blade. Shockwaves cracked the ground and shattered buildings.

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Both father and son were external martial artists, their raw power more terrifying than any internal energy

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In just thirty moves, they had demolished a section of Zovince’s back gate wall!

As the cracks widened, the Summertons‘ Army shifted their formations.

Quintus grew anxious–if this continued, even if they held back the enemy, the civilians would suffer devastating losses. “Dad, forgive me!”

He could no longer afford a prolonged duel. Summoning all his strength, he clenched his fist.

“Good!” Adolph leaped off his horse, ready to face his son head–on.

Drones hovered above the clouds in Zovince, transmitting live footage of the battle raging beyond Chanaea’s borders.

Far out in the eastern seas, warships sliced through the waters.

For hours, Warlord had been watching the screen, tracking every battlefield update. Behind him, a man in red armor–leader of the Seven Saints of the Armor of the Airspace Group–gritted his teeth.

“That fool! What the hell is he doing?” he snarled. “Even if he left the Airspace Group, he shouldn’t be holding back! If they don’t capture Zovince, Mason and Catherine are finished! Ethan will take the presidency!”

Warlord’s expression remained unreadable. This was not part of their plan.

The Holy Trinity had formed an alliance with the Five Sages, intending to take over Chanaea first before dividing the spoils.

The Holy Trinity’s role was to stir up trouble outside Chanaea, distracting the national military and drawing their forces away–allowing the Five Sages to seize true control over the country, but if Zovince couldn’t be taken, the entire plan would collapse!

“Don’t worry. We still have time,” Warlord mentioned, suddenly and calmly.

The red–armored man was startled. “But Emmanuel has already arrived at the battlefield! Ethan is probably already on his way back to the congress. During wartime, he automatically gains the president’s authority if the president is absent. By then, he can deploy troops into Zovince to quell the rebellion!”

“Ethan will never make it to the congress,” Warlord quoted coldly and added indifferently, “Someone far more terrifying will stop him. Everything will go according to the path we’ve laid out. For now, we have something even more important to do.”

“What is our next move, Warlord?” the red–armored man asked.

“We must strike down Chanaea’s strongest military pillar, the key supporter of Artemis‘ faction!”

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The red–armored man was shocked for a moment but then grew excited. “Warlord, let me handle this mission!”

“No.” Warlord shook his head. “I’m not underestimating you, but that old man, though not part of the Seven Saints, has never involved himself in martial affairs. His strength might even surpass Emmanuel’s. You won’t stand a chance alone. We must work together to ensure success.”

“Heh, understood!” The red–armored man nodded and licked his lips eagerly.

Meanwhile, at Zovince’s front gate, Salem’s massive army was being pushed back step by step by Emmanuel and his mere two thousand Wolf Warriors.

For the moment, they had been forced to retreat beyond the city and regroup in the outskirts to reassess their strategy.

“D*mn it! I didn’t expect this Wolf Warrior to be this formidable! Our 50,000 strong army is being held back by just two thousand men! I refuse to accept this! I can’t just give up like this!”

Salem was growing desperate. He had dreamed of becoming emperor for thirty years. If he failed now, he might never get another chance.

With his lifelong ambition within reach, how could he simply surrender?

“Great Master Salem, please remain calm!” Finley stepped forward. “Adolph is leading our forces to attack the rear gate. Once they break through, we’ll seize Congress! Then, we can regroup and reclaim the city.”

“But our forces are smaller than theirs!” Salem was losing confidence. “If we failed, how can they succeed?”

“Rest assured, Great Master Salem!” Finley remained composed. “A war god like Emmanuel is a rare existence–only one per generation. Right now, he’s keeping us occupied at the front gate. But at the rear, no one can stop Adolph. His true strength surpasses even mine.”