Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1229

Darren was relieved, but fear still lingered in his mind.

"Please don't make things difficult for me, sir. I will remember what you have done and pay you back as long as you do me this one favor," Darren pleaded, his voice bitter and hoarse.

"Young man, remember what you said just now."

In the blink of an eye, a person came close to Darren.

The person was wearing a big, grey robe. His hair was pulled up in a bun on top of his head, and his appearance was plain. He exuded a natural aura, as if he had been integrated with everything in this world.

"It's nice to meet you, sir." Darren saluted. "What I said is true."

"Ha! I believe you. But, I can't return that child to you."

Noting the anxiety on Darren's face, the man continued speaking. "You know it's dangerous for him to stay with you. I keep him because I want to take him as my disciple, so he will be safer. Don't you think that's a good thing?"

"Take him as your disciple?" Darren was a little surprised. "My sworn brother is not that talented. Why do you take a fancy to him, sir?"

"I know something that you don't know, but I won't tell you. What you need to do is to just hand him over to me. If one day you become stronger and you are still alive, you can come back and reunite with him."

Upon hearing this, Darren kept silent. He was hesitant with what the man was asking for.

"Don't tarry. Do you think that I will hurt him? If I hadn't taken action, the evil spirit in his body would have devoured him. You don't want your brother to die, do you?" The man looked at him seriously.

"Well... You may be right. But with all due respect, I know nothing about you. I'd be a fool to let Aaron stay with you," Darren said straightforwardly. He was still worried.

"Fine, just forget it. You are such an indecisive man. How about this? I'll let you stay here with him for half a month. Then you can decide whether you want to take him away or let him stay," the man suggested impatiently.

Darren was overjoyed. He hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed in front of the man. "Thank you very much, sir. May I have your name?"

"You don't know my name? Haven't you heard of the name Lord Akbar?"

"Uh, no. I'm afraid I have not," Darren replied.

"What an ignorant man! Come with me!" Lord Akbar rolled his eyes and walked forwards.

Darren and the others followed him.

"Oh my God! It's him!" Lindsay looked giddy with excitement.

"You know him?" Darren asked.

"Of course!" Lindsay said proudly. "He has an extraordinary backstory, and his power is tremendous. My father would not have dared provoke him when he was alive."

"Really? Did your father meet him?"

"No, but a friend of my father's, a low-level superior god, had met him."

"Did he fight with him? Who won?" Darren asked curiously.

"He did not dare fight against him. Lord Akbar cultivated a natural technique. It is very strange and powerful. My father's friend said that he had no confidence to go up against him, so he quietly retreated."

"Oh, I see. He is indeed powerful. He even intimidates warriors who are at the low-level of the Superior God Realm," Darren nodded.

The path they were on confused Darren. If he had to go back and retrace his steps, he wouldn't be able to do it at all. The others felt the same way.

They kept walking. However, after passing through a narrow crack, everything around them suddenly changed. They found themselves in a place that was bright and sunny. Peach blossoms were all over the ground, and it was vastly different from the cloudy world they had just come from.

"T-this is... This is an amazing place, sir!" Darren gasped.

"Of course. You and your believers must behave yourselves. If you destroy my peach blossom forest, I will not spare you," Lord Akbar warned.

"Of course. We would never destroy such a beautiful peach blossom forest," Darren said, smiling.