Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 456.2: Flirting Is An Epic Mission (2)

The night swiftly passed.

By the time the morning sun was upon them, a disturbance broke out in the Ascarts’ base camp inside the jungle. Cynthia and the others had arrived with the reinforcement army as promised, but to their bafflement, there was an absence of nervousness in the base camp, as one would have expected when faced against a powerful enemy.

Instead, there was an air of liberation floating around the base camp. The Ascart soldiers also appeared gladdened and relieved, as if they had just survived an ordeal.

After a quick asking around, Cynthia and the others finally understood what had transpired in their absence. They finally realized how the massive fissure in the middle of the plain and the ravaged state of the jungle came about.

Even the traces of the battle looked as terrifying as a natural calamity.

While Cynthia and the others were alarmed by the overwhelming prowess wielded by Layton, they also felt deep respect to Roel for being able to stop an Origin Level 1 transcendent. They subconsciously directed respectful gazes toward the commander tent, where Roel was resting.

Inside the tent, Roel had spent the entire night without sleep. His mind was occupied with the conversation he had with Layton after a devastating battle. On his table sat an opened antique box, where a transparent crystal sat within.

This was the object that Layton had personally guarded over the years, the item said to concern the future of the Ascarts.

The crystal had a delicate ring sealed within it. It was weaved in blue and gold and gleamed mesmerizingly. The ring design was a divergence from all of the fashion trends Roel was aware of, and he couldn’t identify the material that was used for the ring either.

Layton didn’t know the specific details regarding the ring either, but he had heard Ro’s evaluation of it.

“I recall Ro telling me that this item was passed down the awakeners of the Ascart House from generation to generation.”

“I see…”

Roel nodded contemplatively in response.

There had only been three other awakeners i

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