The First Magic World War-Chapter 602 - 578, Who would have thought there’s an extended version

Chapter 602: 578, Who would have thought there’s an extended version?

(Requesting monthly tickets) Chapter 602: 578, Who would have thought there’s an extended version?

(Requesting monthly tickets) Charles added a piece of charcoal to the stove to make it burn brighter, and expertly gutted a fish he had caught, placing it on top.

Seeing his skill, Adossa didn’t interfere, but smiled as she tasted a skewer of grilled fish.

Charles sighed and said, “Sister Adossa, can you tell me again in detail what happened that day?”

Adossa, patient as ever, recounted the events she had just described.

Charles covered his face with his hands, feeling a sense of regret.

He hadn’t expected such a significant event to unfold.

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He had thought that his kiss with Anne was all there was to it.

Who could have imagined there was an extended version?

Adossa, clearly enjoying her meal, spoke happily, her lips glistening with fish oil.

After swallowing a piece of fish, she complimented, “Charles, your grilling skills are not bad at all!”

Charles replied, “I have a cook named Mrs.

Plum Sauce, she’s from the New Continent and is an expert in grilling.

I learned a bit from her.”

At that point, Charles thought of his home at Street 58, Elysian Pastoral, and Madam Nancy, Mrs.

Plum Sauce, and their three Agile Cats.

He couldn’t help but ponder, “In a little while, I should bring them to Mecklenburg.

After all, they are my old servants and I’m more comfortable with them.”

The two sat on the pale belly of a deep-sea giant fish, floating on the sea surface.

Charles felt somewhat uneasy about being with Princess May, Menilman, Sophia Garanord, but felt more relaxed around Adossa.

Especially knowing that this senior hadn’t stolen a kiss from him made him feel even more at ease.

Adossa also felt that Charles had too many outstanding women around him, and she couldn’t fit in.

Moreover, they had no romantic relationship and she had long given up on advances.

Sneaking out together felt more like being confidants, both aware that there were no romantic feelings involved.

Charles opened a bottle of wine and performed a small spell to chill it.

It was a Bloodline Mantra from the Arthur Clan that he had recently learned for convenience.

The chilled wine in the glass clinked softly with the ice, a pleasing sight.

Charles drank it in one gulp and bit into a skewer of fish, feeling slightly better.

Adossa curiously asked, “What exactly do you plan to do about this situation?”

Charles shrugged and answered, “I’ll be marrying Anne soon, what else can I do?”

Adossa said, “Even after marriage, it doesn’t stop you from having lovers!”

“In the Five Great Empires! oh, now Four Great Empires.

In any country on the Old Continent, it’s no big deal for nobles to have some lovers.

Just remember not to have too many illegitimate children, as according to the continent’s laws, they can inherit a portion of your wealth.”

“Although most illegitimate children can only inherit one to five percent of the wealth, if their numbers grow too much, your domain won’t be enough to distribute.”

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Charles exclaimed, “How could I possibly have illegitimate children?”

Adossa curiously said, “Didn’t you promise to have children with Menilman, Princess May, Sophia Garanord?

Their bet is on who can first have a child carrying the Mecklen name.

There might be a sequence, but surely there will be children, right?”

Charles was even more shocked and said, “I did not agree!

I am determined not to have any illegitimate children.”

Adossa shook her head, deciding not to discuss this foolish matter any further.

With Menilman’s peerless elegance, Princess May’s incomparable beauty, and the allure of the Strasbourg Rose, how many men could resist?

Although Charles spoke earnestly, Adossa did not believe him; she was also curious, wondering who would be the first to bear a child with the surname Mecklen.

Adossa secretly thought, “However, their children should not want Charles’s wealth—these three women all come from very wealthy families!”

As the Great Princess of the Inglima Empire, Princess May’s wealth goes without saying.

She could lawfully inherit a portion of the Inglima Imperial Family’s assets.

Menilman was currently the leading figure of the Fars Empire Navy, having almost completely “robbed” all the pirates in the Whale Sea dry—how wealthy the pirates were hardly needed contemplating.

Sophia Garanord might be slightly less affluent, but her father, the Empire’s Minister of War, survived several rebellions and two dynastic changes, standing firm; the Garanord Family has always been able to match the Brittany Family.

Furthermore, Sophia Garanord herself was a rising star in the Imperial Navy, and most of the Fars Empire Navy had already pledged allegiance to Sophia.

There was no helping it; Menilman was his own power base.

Most of Charles’s ships did not come from Fars, and Duchess Mesu had aligned herself with Byron, leaving the Fars Royal Navy with no choice but to support Sophia.

Charles ate some fish kebabs and stomped his foot, causing the deep-sea giant fish beneath to decay and sink into the sea.

Adossa had already leaped into the air, holding her rapier, and smilingly said, “Is it Menilman accompanying you tomorrow?”

Charles nodded and said, “Tomorrow, I must resolve this matter and not allow this situation to continue.”

Charles left Adossa behind and flew towards the Holy Light Divine State Title.

Adossa knew he was afraid of being misunderstood.

She intentionally waited a while before following him.

Just as she approached the Holy Light Divine State Title, she saw a man covered in duty vines blocking the front of three legendary warships.

Charles had returned early and was already fighting this man.

After ascending to the twentieth rank, Charles had used most of the ascending energy on the Spirit of the Mirror, with only the residual energy enhancing his Blood Flame Qi.

If he did not pull someone into the Mirror World, it seemed he did not enhance much, only his energy became more substantial.

However, the vine-covered man, no matter how severely wounded, would instantly recover.

Charles repeatedly slashed open his body, yet could not inflict a serious injury.

Adossa had just landed on the deck and saw the Sacred level individuals from the New Continent, Charles’s Sacred level subordinates, as well as Menilman and Princess May Guillaume watching the battle; she couldn’t help but ask, “Where did this enemy come from?”

Abelia smiled slightly and said, “This is their Tree God Envoy!”

“When we were in the New Continent, some encountered the Tree God Envoy.

They are very troublesome and completely inhumane—they are not considered humans!

Initially, no one knew which Evil God had made a move, but it was Charles who said it must be Dapocirodo.”

“Dapocirodo was an Evil God who had fallen long ago.

Unexpectedly, like a centipede that does not die easily, it still has remnants and is controlled by someone.”