“Linley and Haydson?” Master Longhaus said in surprise as well.
Marquis Jeff nodded repeatedly. “Right. Two nights ago, Lord Olivier was injured by Lord Haydson so badly that he is still in a coma. Immediately afterwards, Lord Haydson challenged Master Linley.”
Marquis Jeff and Scott’s words both contained some resentment, suggesting that Haydson was going too far.
“This Haydson is reputed to be the most powerful Saint. For him to be able to injure Olivier so badly that he entered a coma means that Haydson’s reputation is definitely deserved. No matter how much of a genius Linley is, he is only twenty seven…” Master Longhaus was somewhat dissatisfied as well.
He knew that his disciple, Delia, liked Linley. Naturally, he himself looked favorably on Linley as well.
“Olivier was injured to the point of entering a coma?” Delia’s eyes were blazing. “How could he be in a coma after receiving treatment from light-style magic?”
No matter how serious the injury, light-style magic could easily and totally repair it. And what’s more, there was another type of magic which was even more effective than light-style magic for healing; Life Magic!
The three types of High Magic; Necromantic Magic, Oracular Magic, and Life Magic.
As long as one didn’t die, even if one’s soul was heavily damaged, Life Magic could heal it.
“It seems it has something to do with his soul.” As a prince, Scott knew quite a bit.
“His soul?” Master Longhaus frowned. “Can it be that Haydson possesses a soul-based attack?” Actually, Grand Magus Saints were generally proficient in soul-based attacks.
Generally speaking, after beginning to gain insight into the Laws, it wasn’t hard for them to use soul-based attacks, given their powerful spiritual energy.
“In your opinion, does Linley have any chance of defeating Haydson?” Delia suddenly asked.
“Of course not.” Scott said bluntly. “Lord Haydson has been famous for centuries, and nobody has ever been able to defeat him! Master Linley competed a while ago against Lord Olivier, and the two were roughly on par. Since Lord Haydson was able to beat Olivier into such a terrible condition, it is very possible that he might badly injure Linley or even kill him.”
No matter how calm and collected Delia was, she was beginning to worry for Linley.
What if Linley was killed?
Delia didn’t even dare to imagine such a thing.
“Would Haydson truly be so merciless as to go full force?” Delia’s face still maintained its calm.
“Ms. Delia, two days ago, when Lord Haydson dueled Lord Olivier, he went full force on Lord Olivier. How could he be merciful with Master Linley?” Marquis Jeff said.
Master Longhaus shook his head. “When Saints do battle, unless there is a huge gap in power, we do not dare to hold back. If you hold back but your opponent goes full force, you might die.”
Delia was silent for a moment.
“Ms. Delia?” Scott and Marquis Jeff called to her softly.
“Nothing. Let’s go.” Delia’s face returned to her normal, professional smile, but her smile was somewhat forced.
Marquis Jeff and Scott both nodded.
At Count Wharton’s estate.
“Ms. Delia, as I said earlier, you won’t necessarily be able to see Master Linley.” Marquis Jeff laughed, then casually spoke to the gate guard, “Go report that the Eighth Imperial Prince, Marquis Jeff, and the Special Envoy from the Yulan Empire have come here to meet with Count Wharton.”
“Yes. Please wait here a moment.”
One of the guards outside the estate ran inside to make his report.
Delia and the others knew that given Linley’s current status, meeting him would be very difficult. Right now, their only option was to first see Wharton, and then ask to meet with Linley.
“Everyone, please come in.”
Delia, Master Longhaus, Marquis Jeff, and Scott all entered the Count’s residence.
Within the main hall.
“Wharton.” Scott walked into the main hall, laughing in a very familiar manner. “Let me make some introductions. This beautiful young lady is the Special Envoy from the Yulan Empire, Ms. Delia.”
Scott was the Imperial Eighth Prince, while Nina was the Imperial Seventh Princess. Wharton naturally was extremely familiar with Scott.
“The Special Envoy from the Yulan Empire? Why has she come to meet me?” Although Wharton was very surprised, he still smiled politely. “Ms. Delia, an honor to meet you.”
“Count Wharton.” Delia smiled as she spoke. “This is my teacher, the wind-style Grand Magus Saint, Master Longhaus.”
Wharton was startled. Housekeeper Hiri, standing behind him, was startled as well.
In the O’Brien Empire, Saint-level warriors would be seen from time to time, but they had never seen a Saint-level Grand Magus. After all, there were extremely few Grand Magi in the O’Brien Empire.
“Wharton, the Special Imperial Envoy has arrived?” A loud, brash voice rang out. It was the fifth of the Barker brothers, Gates.
Wharton had been in the middle of his training with Barker and his brothers. Hearing the report from his subordinates, he had stopped training and come out to welcome the guests. Out of curiosity, Gates had come over as well.
“Whoah. What a pretty girl.” Gates’ eyes shone.
“Gates, this is the Special Imperial Envoy, Ms. Delia. This is the wind-style Grand Magus Saint, Master Longhaus.” Wharton made the introductions, afraid that Gates would cause a diplomatic disaster.
Gates’ attention immediately turned to Master Longhaus.
“Whoah! A Grand Magus Saint!” Gates’ eyes were as wide as an ox’s.