353 Asking for Help

The main force confronting Ernest was Suzanna. Although she felt the pressure from Ernest and was sweating profusely, she still had her momentum and countered Ernest’s strikes. Once Ernest stop pressuring her in the attack, she would start a aggressive attack in case Ernest got the chance to attack Anfey.

Against this cooperating couple, Anfey and Suzanna, Ernest seemed busy defending himself. It was a "friendly competition," so Ernest could not fight with his full force, otherwise he could had taken Anfey’s strikes simply with his combat power and defeated Suzanna afterwards.

Suzanna had a variety of sword skills. They looked perfect. Anfey was having some problems. He could attack with fast speed and change his strikes swiftly. He only attacked the areas below the knees, which disrupted Ernest’s plan of attack. The strikes were to kill the opponents, not to interrupt them. Anfey attacked in a dirty way.

It was obvious what Ernest thought of Anfey’s attacks. Anfey had been attacking with full force. As he changed his moves, he did not forget to give Shinbella a look and ask her to join the fight. Shinbella was very excited watching them fight and wanted to join in anyway. She raised her gigantic sword and joined the fight without any concerns after Anfey gave her the signal. It was the first time for Shinbella to watch top powers fighting. How could she not get excited when she was offered a chance to join the fight?

Ernest could not help sighing. If Shinbella joined the fight, he would get exhausted or annoyed to death by Anfey, so he decided to fight with full force.

The combat power on Ernest suddenly brightened. He thrust his sword out and clashed with Suzanna’s in the air, resulting in a huge clashing sould. When the swords clashed, the fighters would get rigid, no matter how powerful they were. How long the rigidity would last depended on the power of the fighters and the protection of combat powers. Ernest was much more powerful than Suzanna in terms of those two factors. Ernest had made his second strike before Suzanna could take control of her sword gain. Ernest swung his sword against Suzanna’s sword, and then made a third strike.

Suzanna could not hold her sword anymore. Her sword flew out. At the same time, Ernest turned around to avoid Shinbella’s sword and Anfey’s spear at his ankles. He swung his sword at Shinbella’s gigantic sword.

Shinbella was not as good as Suzanna. In addition, Ernest calculated the time so well that with one strike Shinbella’s sword was sent to the ground.

As Ernest was ready to strike at Anfey, Anfey sent out wind elements. He stood there with bare hands. Anfey looked calm and said, "Let’s stop here today. I am exhausted." Although he said he was tired, his breath was slowly and regular. He did not show any trace of being tired.

"You…" Ernest did not know whether he should laugh or cry. He had been treating Anfey like his son. Even though Anfey was his opponent now, he could not attack him when he had no weapons.

Suzanna quietly walked over and picked up her sword. She looked a little upset.

"Suzanna, you emptied your combat power at the end, otherwise Uncle Ernest would not win that easily." Anfey knew what Suzanna was thinking.

Ernest thought for a second and nodded. "Anfey is right, Suzanna. You have made huge progress."

"Really?" Suzanna finally smiled. She could ignore what Anfey said because he knew Anfey was just trying to comfort her. However, Ernest never lied about anything, not even when he was trying to comfort someone.

"Of course," Anfey said. He turned around and saw Shinbella looking even more upset than Suzanna. Suzanna had fought with Ernest for a while, but Shinbella lost the game just as she made her first strike. It was easy to imagine how frustrated and upset Shinbella was. "Shinbella, you do not have to worry too much about it. Uncle Ernest was the best among all the master swordsmen. In addition, you are still young." He continued, chuckling, "Shinbela, I still do not know how old you are."

"I am 25," Shinbela answered in a low voice.

25 years old? She would be considered old in the magic world. Anfey remembered all the information about Shinbella. He moved his eyes away from Shinbella because he did not want Shinbella to see his sympathy towards her.

"Could those church people spare any time from death spirits to come after me?" Anfey frowned.

"This world is so complicated. Necromancers and death spirits should be allies. Church of Light and other bodies on the Pan Continent were allies. However, the reality was not like that. Those evolved zombies with intelligence have fought to defend their rights and benefits. There were fights in the Church of Light over the succession of the pope. It is…" Anfey said with a bitter smile.

"Could death spirits fight? Did you find out about it from that zombie?" Ernest asked.

Anfey nodded.

"That is some news!" Ernest let out a short laugh. "Humans are complicated creatures."

"Uncle Ernest, are you saying…" Anfey said.

"We will have guests soon," Ernest said.

"What should we do?" Anfey asked.

"There were death spirits everywhere in the Transverse Mountains. Few people could pass through safely." Anfey paused for a moment, then said, "Uncle Ernest, you are the best candidate for that, but you cannot leave here. The mercenaries would be out of control if you were not here." Even though it was clear that Moramatch was the last defense against Transverse Mountain, mercenaries were motivated to fight with death spirits because they believed in the top powers. Ernest could not leave at the moment.

"Did you forget those two druids of Shadow mercenary group?" Ernest smiled. "They were great with stealth. I did not even notice them before."

Anfey’s eyes brightened. He turned around and said to Suzanna, "Suzanna, can you find them for me?" Anfey might not think of everything, but after being reminded, he would not hesitate to take action. "Time is everything" might be just a slogan for some people, but Anfey truly believed in it. He was used to calculating his time to seconds.

Shortly, Long and Ling showed up in the fighting arena. Anfey took the time ask Shinbella to write a letter when Suzanna was trying to bring Long and Ling to Anfey. As he folded the letter, he said with a smile, "Long, are you feeling better?"

"Master, don’t worry. I am absolutely fine now," Long said firmly.

"This letter is very important. We cannot let anything happen to it," Anfey said slowly. "If you meet zombies, do not fight them. Get to Blackania City as fast as possible. When you come back, we will count it as one important accomplishment you made for us." Anfey’s words had deep meaning. If Long and Ling’s face changed, it meant they were not ready to work for Anfey. If they acted excited, it meant they already had the intention to work for him.

"Master, I will remember what you just told me," Long said, carefully taking the letter from Anfey.

"If you do not need to prepare anything for the trip," Anfey looked up to check the time, "you should leave now."

Long and Ling hurried away. Anfey was quiet for a moment, then said, "Shinbella, do you know where Alice is?"

"She should be in the underground city right now," Shinbela said.

"Could you go get her for me? I need to discuss something with her," Anfey said.