Chapter 140: Anthea and Anastasia
Anthea’s reaction shocked Qin Chu.
Since Anthea started following him, apart from obeying his orders, she would at most appear on her own initiative when there was potential danger, acting as a guard.
She was indifferent to everything in this world.
At first, she would sit on the windowsill, gazing at the city outside, but she quickly lost interest. No one in this world except Qin Chu could make Anthea care.
This was the first time she had actively asked Qin Chu to save someone… Although with Anthea’s strength, she could easily do it herself. But Anthea didn’t do that. She subconsciously obeyed Qin Chu’s orders. Before he ordered her to save someone, she wouldn’t do anything.
However, in her deep blue eyes, Qin Chu could sense a plea.
Qin Chu looked at Anthea, then turned his gaze back to the battlefield.
Anastasia Maysfield!
Grand Prince Lance’s fiancée.
This woman was so beautiful that Qin Chu felt even Grand Prince Lance wasn’t worthy of her!
She was elegant and dignified. She was chosen by Wadsworth to be his son’s princess consort as soon as she was born, waiting to be married when she came of age. Therefore, the education she received since childhood was different from that of ordinary noble girls. She learned the etiquette of a princess consort, and loyalty and love for her husband were instilled in her heart.
Although she had never met him, she deeply loved the man who was destined to become her husband.
But her deep affection wasn’t reciprocated. On the night she arrived in the Auville Imperial City, she was publicly humiliated and even slapped by the Grand Prince at the welcoming banquet.
After apologizing gracefully, Anastasia left the banquet and committed suicide by taking Nightshade flowers late at night.
The woman who was supposed to become a peerless princess consort perished just like that.
As he watched, Qin Chu suddenly had a strange feeling. He felt that Anastasia’s face was inexplicably similar to Anthea’s.
Connecting this to what Anthea had just said, Qin Chu’s pupils constricted abruptly, “Violet…”
“What is Anthea’s full name?”
The Valkyrie Anthea, Protector of the Nation. The Empire promoted her legend, seemingly deliberately. In these legends, there was only the name Anthea, not her full name.
Violet’s eyes narrowed slightly, giving Qin Chu an answer, “Anthea Maysfield!”
Hiss!
What a vicious method.
Goosebumps erupted all over Qin Chu’s body.
He instantly understood the vicious and cruel methods the Emperor of the Auville Empire had used against Anthea a thousand years ago.
This cruelty had lasted for a thousand years.
Anthea was too strong, so strong that it frightened the Emperor at that time. They used insidious methods to poison Anthea, bound her with chains, and burned her in flames. Finally, they sealed her remains in a stone statue, carving a vicious seal to bind her soul.
And this was only part of the Emperor’s scheme.
He nominally granted the head of the Maysfield family at that time the title of Grand Duke, making him the most noble besides the Emperor, but he banished the Maysfield family to the icy north.
The Emperor feared Anthea’s power, yet he also coveted it.
He hoped that the Aberchian family could also have such a powerful warrior. He had his son marry a woman from the Maysfield family, hoping to obtain the excellent talent inherited through their bloodline.
He used his imperial power and powerful military force to coerce the Maysfield family into marrying into the Aberchian family for generations. On the eve of every change in imperial power, the Maysfield family had to offer their most outstanding daughter.
This process had lasted for over a thousand years.
Perhaps the Maysfield family’s bloodline could truly inherit excellent talent. For over a thousand years, the emperors of the Auville Empire, whether wise and capable or foolish and incompetent, all possessed strength that placed them at the top of the empire.
Even Wadsworth was the same.
And now, Anastasia Maysfield, Anthea’s descendant, was also being offered as a sacrifice to Grand Prince Lance.
Anthea had saved this country, but brought a thousand years of disaster to her own family.
The thoughts of these powerful figures were truly chillingly twisted.
Anthea had long lost her memory and was indifferent to almost everything in this world. She became interested in Qin Chu because he possessed the power of life.
Her reaction to Anastasia was probably purely due to the power in their bloodline.
Qin Chu lowered his eyelids and walked forward step by step, “Anthea, do as you wish.”
A look of surprise appeared on Anthea’s usually frighteningly calm face for the first time, her eyes brightening.
At this moment, on the battlefield, the assassin leader’s eyes still held a mocking smile as he looked at the four guards whose movements were getting slower and slower, their bodies covered in more and more wounds. He kept trying to wear down their fighting spirit with words, “Surrender, at least you can die a quick death.”
“No one will come to save you. Your deaths are already predestined.”
“If you surrender obediently, maybe we’ll let the princess die with some dignity. Otherwise, with over fifty brothers here, I can’t guarantee what will happen to Her Highness… Hehehe…”
The leader’s voice was sinister and twisted, his hoarse laughter grating…
At this moment, with a clap, a hand seemed to land on the leader’s shoulder. The assassin leader’s eyes, filled with a sinister grin, constricted abruptly, and his shrill laughter came to an abrupt stop.
His body froze.
Beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead, rolling down his cheeks.
Hiss…
Who was this person? He appeared behind him without a sound, he hadn’t sensed him at all. If this person launched a sneak attack from behind…
An indescribable fear swept over him, and goosebumps erupted all over the leader’s body, his scalp tingling.
He didn’t dare to move. The other party’s hand was still on his shoulder, and it would be as easy as flipping a hand to take his life.
His throat twitched, and he felt his mouth watering rapidly. Suppressing the urge to scream, the leader controlled his fear and spoke in as calm a tone as possible:
“Who are you? What do you want to do… It’s better not to get involved in some things, otherwise, you’ll bring trouble upon yourself…”
Then, the leader felt the hand on his shoulder slowly lift.
The leader breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak, but the hand that had just been lifted fell again, as if to brush off the dust from his shoulder.
“Noisy!”
Along with the cold voice from behind, the leader felt a terrifying force land directly on his shoulder.
The next instant, the bones in his shoulder were instantly shattered, his legs couldn’t support his weight, his knees snapped, and he fell to his knees with a thud, followed by a shrill scream.
The seemingly light fingers contained a terrifying power that the leader couldn’t withstand.
Qin Chu didn’t do anything else, leaving the rest to Anthea.
The leader’s shrill screams attracted the attention of many assassins. Although they were in the middle of a battle, they couldn’t help but turn their heads. But before they could see what was happening behind them, they only saw a dark red spear, wrapped in a piercing shriek, tearing through the air like a meteor.
Dark red flames, like vipers, coiled around the spear, making it look even more terrifying.
The spear’s speed was too fast. Even though these assassins were all quite skilled, their eyes couldn’t even follow the spear’s trajectory at this moment. It was as if the spear was moving through space, leaping forward.
In an instant, the spearhead appeared before an assassin. It pierced through his chest in a flash, the rapidly spinning spear shaft scraping away a large chunk of flesh, bone, and blood from his chest, leaving only a bowl-sized hole. He was clearly dead.
That wasn’t all. After piercing through one person’s body, the spear’s speed didn’t decrease at all. Continuous thudding sounds could be heard as four or five assassins in front of the spear were pierced through like candied hawthorns on a stick.
Then, as if guided by something, the spear flew back in reverse.
Anthea’s figure finally appeared.
Her petite body was still surrounded by dark red flames, clad in seemingly damaged armor, her golden hair fluttering in the wind, black chains wrapped around her small frame.
Her narrow face, with its demonic beauty, was cold and indifferent.
The assassins were horrified. Six of their companions were instantly killed. Anyone could tell that this petite girl was an extremely powerful expert. They also saw that their leader was already suppressed and kneeling on the ground, screaming in pain.
At this moment, the assassins also showed their ferocious side. They howled like beasts, nearly half of them charging towards Anthea like a storm.
In an instant, Anthea was surrounded by assassins from all sides, their sharp blades gleaming coldly under the moonlight.
Behind them, several mages began chanting lengthy spells simultaneously.
Two archers had already drawn their bows, their sharp arrows aimed at the small figure.
“Be careful…” Anastasia couldn’t help but exclaim.
She didn’t know who this girl was, but she was at least not an enemy. She felt subconsciously worried.
Anthea’s small body remained motionless, her cold gaze sweeping over the enemies rushing towards her. Her slender hand finally raised and extended forward.
The next second, the chains wrapped around her body transformed into dark red vipers, tearing through the air with a hissing sound.
The chains twisted and shuttled through the night sky!
An assassin tried to block the chain that was heading for his chest with his dagger, but before the dagger could touch the chain, it suddenly wrapped around him and pierced through his chest from behind.
A mage activated a magic shield, but a chain swept over and shattered the magic shield with a bang. The mage’s body was sent flying, and just as he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, another chain instantly pierced through his head from his mouth.
An archer tried to escape, but a chain quickly extended along the ground, wrapping around his leg. The next instant, his entire body was hanging in mid-air. Another chain snaked over and wrapped around his neck. With a desperate wail, the two chains suddenly tightened, and his body was torn in two, blood staining the night sky.
Thud… Thud… Thud…
The vipers danced wildly.
The cold chains mercilessly pierced through one body after another.
Blood spurted.
The pungent smell of blood spread in the night wind.
The difference in strength between the two sides was too great. Even though these assassins were quite skilled, they didn’t even have the strength to fight back in front of Anthea, only waiting desperately for their slaughter.
In the blink of an eye, only corpses with pierced chests, necks, or heads remained on the ground. Some of them weren’t even completely dead yet, their bodies twitching like frogs.
That wasn’t all. The chains on Anthea’s body continued to extend, becoming longer and longer. In a short time, the entire area was sealed off by the dancing chains.
Desperate wails and dying screams rose and fell.
The four guards, trembling all over, protected Anastasia behind them. Although the chains didn’t attack them, the scene before them still made their hair stand on end.
Perhaps after only a few seconds, the screams stopped, and the night sky returned to silence, only the smell of blood lingering in the air.
The chains also returned to Anthea’s body. She tilted her head in confusion. If it weren’t for the fact that she had just easily ended dozens of lives, this gesture would have even looked cute.
She lifted her slender leg, dragging the chains on her body, and walked towards Anastasia step by step.
Her eyes were filled with confusion, sadness, and a hint of curiosity.
The four guards were startled, their bodies instinctively tensing up. Their palms, gripping their weapons, were covered in sweat, their fingers trembling slightly. It was a reaction their bodies couldn’t control.
Anthea was too strong, a power they couldn’t possibly contend with.
But even so, the four guards didn’t retreat a single step. Protecting the princess was their duty.
But such vigilance was quite rude to their savior. Anastasia took a deep breath and ordered the four guards to step back.
The four guards hesitated for a moment, then finally retreated a few steps. There was nothing they could do, they couldn’t defeat her anyway…
Finally, Anthea arrived in front of Anastasia.
Anastasia took a deep breath and spoke formally with standard noble etiquette, “Respected and powerful lady, thank you for… Eh…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Anastasia’s voice was filled with surprise. The petite, beautiful, and extraordinarily powerful lady in front of her suddenly raised her right hand, her slender fingers reaching out to caress her cheek.
This made Anastasia puzzled, not understanding what she was doing.
Then, Anthea stretched out her small hand, seemingly wanting to pat Anastasia’s head!
However, she seemed too short compared to Anastasia, her hand couldn’t reach. This seemed to make Anthea a little depressed, and then she stood on tiptoe, finally reaching Anastasia’s forehead.
Her small hand patted gently.
A smile appeared on Anthea’s face.
A very, very gentle smile…
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