Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 670:A Lull In War

Ethan quietly swallowed his saliva before looking at Duke Osantra's face.

"What's going on, Your Highness?"

"Is there something I don't know?"

The Duke remained silent for a brief moment before slowly shaking his head.

"No."

"It's just that the things happening around us recently are making me uneasy."

"I don't have a good feeling about all this."

He slowly turned his gaze toward the distant battlefield where countless campfires flickered beneath the night sky.

"Who knows what kind of mess will be caused once the Emperors enter the battlefield."

His voice remained calm, but Ethan could clearly hear the worry hidden beneath it.

Duke Osantra paused for a moment before slowly clenching his fist.

"Saints are people everyone looks up to."

"But once those standing at an even higher realm join the war, even people like us become nothing more than pigs and chickens waiting to be slaughtered on a whim."

He let out a quiet sigh.

"I feel that we are about to enter the most dangerous stage of this war.A stage where there will be no regard for human lives."

The words made Ethan's heart tremble slightly.

He knew Duke Osantra was not someone who exaggerated things. If even a Saint like him was saying this, then the danger ahead would surely be beyond imagination.

For a few moments, neither of them spoke.

The cold wind quietly passed between them while the moonlight stretched their shadows across the ground.

Duke Osantra slowly stepped closer and once again placed one hand firmly on Ethan's shoulder.

"In that case..."

"I want you to protect her."

His voice became much softer than before, and for the first time that night, he no longer sounded like a Duke or a Saint.

He simply sounded like a father.

"If one day I am no longer beside her..."

"I want you to take my place."

"I want you to protect Regalina."

"I want you to keep her smiling."

"And no matter what happens..."

"Bring her home safely."

The words were simple.

Yet they carried the full weight of a father's trust.

Ethan quietly looked at Duke Osantra for several long moments.

His expression gradually became firm while the hesitation inside his heart disappeared.

He slowly clenched his fist and placed it against his chest.

"I understand, Your Highness."

"I swear on my life."

"As long as I am alive..."

"No one will be able to harm her."

His voice was steady.

There was not the slightest hesitation in it.

Duke Osantra quietly nodded.

A faint look of satisfaction slowly appeared on his face while the heavy burden inside his heart seemed to become a little lighter.

"Good."

"I expected nothing less from you..."

"My son-in-law."

After receiving such a heavy responsibility, Ethan tried to carefully steer the conversation and find out whether Duke Osantra knew something that he didn't.

"Your Highness..."

"Do you know something that I don't?"

The Duke remained silent for a brief moment before slowly shaking his head.

"Not exactly."

"I simply have a bad feeling."

He did not explain any further.

Although the Duke said very little, the heavy aura surrounding him and the worry hidden in his eyes made Ethan feel that something serious was about to happen. It was as though Duke Osantra had sensed an approaching storm but could not clearly see what it was.

Seeing that the Duke had no intention of saying anything more, Ethan did not continue asking questions.

He respectfully bowed before quietly returning to his own tent.

The camp had already become silent while only the guards continued patrolling around the campfires.

After entering his tent, Ethan slowly sat down and prepared to continue absorbing his rewards.

However, calming his mind was much harder than usual.

Too many thoughts were constantly swirling inside his head.

The words spoken by Haster.

The strange movements of the Allied Army.

The spreading miasma.

The coming arrival of the four Emperors.

And finally...

Duke Osantra's unusual concern.

Everything mixed together and refused to leave his mind.

Ethan slowly closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

For some reason, he felt as though he had become nothing more than a chess piece placed upon a board where countless people were playing their own games. Everyone seemed to have their own plans while he was simply being pushed forward along with the flow.

The feeling was unpleasant.

Very unpleasant.

After remaining silent for a while, Ethan finally shook his head.

"No point thinking about it."

"If something comes..."

"I'll deal with it when it comes."

His breathing gradually became steady while the distracting thoughts slowly faded away.

Soon, he completely entered cultivation.

The profound Martial Insight slowly flowed into his mind while countless experiences, techniques, and years of battle comprehension continued merging with his own understanding.

Throughout the entire night, Ethan steadily absorbed a large portion of the Martial Insight. His understanding of combat became deeper while his foundation continued growing stronger. Every bit of knowledge settled firmly inside him and reinforced his realm little by little.

He did not rush.

He carefully controlled the speed of absorption so that no unusual fluctuations escaped outside the tent.

Morning quietly arrived.

The first rays of sunlight slowly illuminated the battlefield.

Yet the situation between the two armies remained almost unchanged.

The standoff continued.

Neither side launched a full-scale attack.

Instead, only small clashes broke out between scouting parties, patrol units, and a few groups of knights. They exchanged blows for a short time before quickly retreating again.

Both armies were clearly waiting.Neither side was willing to send out their true powerhouses.

Everyone continued hiding their strongest forces while patiently waiting for the final push that would decide everything.

Because of this, the higher-ranking experts finally had some time to rest.

Ethan naturally made full use of this opportunity.

Every passing hour strengthened his foundation a little more while his confidence slowly continued growing.

He quietly enjoyed the gains from his cultivation.

Until…

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