Reborn As Noble Chapter 1242: What Lies Beyond ( 1242 )
Previously on Reborn As Noble...
"Your inventions grant us a massive edge against any foe. With instant communication, protection for our people's safety, and surveillance no enemy can escape, we're light-years ahead of those foolish enough to challenge us."
"Yet I'm concerned we'll be incredibly occupied afterward, my youngest son. And we have no idea..." He hesitated once more, his voice shifting to a quiet, grave timbre. "...what destiny awaits Armand. If prosperity will endure for us, or if hardships will push us to our absolute breaking point."
Father seldom utters words like those.
Despite our mightiest army, elite assassin clan, supreme special forces, and all the superiorities we command?
I must uncover more details. Readiness for it is crucial.
"Javier?"
"Cease the pondering and scheming for now. Concentrate on the wedding of your half-brother and half-sister tomorrow."
"Be certain to find me right after their ceremony. I believe you're ready to learn... it all. The true adversaries we confront. And the mysteries lurking beyond this continent."
Mysteries beyond this... continent?
Damn.
Beyond the looming crisis of the Human Nation spiraling into civil war, or continental foes, there are also... threats from lands utterly unknown to me?
Are those enigmatic factions detected by the mana satellite originating from another continent?
What size does their continent boast?
Their level of advancement? The might of their military?
Could they possess hero-summoning capabilities, akin to what the Human Nation once wielded?
Time to delve deeper into those shadowy groups.
Rare white ore remains insufficient for crafting the ultimate puppet knights.
Every knight has received upgrades blending mithril and adamantite. Each bears fresh mana rifles, refined tactical equipment, bolstered armor layers, and superior targeting mechanisms. Yet against extraterritorial enemies... far mightier creations may be essential.
Creations capable of rivaling... or overwhelming... anything they unleash.
Damn... our time is scarce.
Hmm... that's a promising strategy.
Seriousness filled Javier's eyes.
Concerning this assassin faction...
The glances Father and Alf shot my way earlier reveal this Mathrias butler shares a tangled past with them. Father warned that, third-rate assassin outfit or not back then, complacency is forbidden. They've possibly surged in power, or harbor alliances hidden from me still.
Right now, though... refocus is vital. Aelius and Athine's wedding looms tomorrow. Answers follow the event. Then... decisive action.
Javier spun toward the calling voice.
"Yes?"
"Oh... yeah... right. Nearly slipped my mind."
"Hey~ Don't pin it on me. Plus, duties pile up afterward anyway."
Javier grinned. "Kind of. You're up to speed on the mess, aren't you? Human Nation teetering toward civil war, trailed by refugee swarms at borders, governmental upheaval, and ensuing mayhem. Don't forget the culprits behind Gracelle’s affliction." Amusement lit his smile. "Naturally, nurturing our partners counts too, foremost your own nation, Liana."
"Yeah. I know~"
"Okay~" Javier responded with an enchanting grin, clasping Liana’s hand tenderly and guiding her as they headed to the structure.
Eagerly awaiting both your reactions at dawn tomorrow~