Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 380 - 67: Cepesh

Losa had no intention of staying here for long. The heavy rain could cover his tracks, but it couldn’t render the Beast Intuition of the Wolf Race ineffective.

Moreover, he hadn’t hidden his purpose for heading towards the Bell Tower from start to finish. Staying any longer might lead to him being caught up in an ambush again.

At this moment.

Change was clearly stirring outside the Bell Tower.

"Everyone, make way!"

"Why are you gathered here? Is Saluzzo going to change its name to Yakxi starting today? This indeed fits your usual style."

A young Wolf Race girl, holding an umbrella and wearing a lavish yellow and white evening dress, slowly walked out from the Bell Tower. Opposite her were a group of Wolves from the Yakxi Family.

"You should know what the outcome is, the future leader of Saluzzo."

A middle-aged Wolf, with black long hair and carrying a large hammer on his shoulder, coldly stared at her.

Beside him, a pure-blooded Wolf, bare-chested and rippling with muscles, sneered, "Sheltering rebellious Wolves, looks like the Saluzzo Family needs a new future leader."

The girl remained serene and scoffed, "How should I know Basilicata raised a flag of rebellion in the New Continent? Saluzzo is just a small family, resting in a corner. Our news isn’t as well-informed as yours. I’m merely acting out of friendship, I don’t believe I’ve done anything wrong."

The middle-aged Wolf sneered, "Ha, sharp-tongued. But these words you should explain during the council, facing the inquiries of the elders. After all, I can’t do anything to you."

"Knowing you can’t do anything to me, why not hurry up and move aside!"

The girl slightly lifted her white chin, full of pride.

Losa felt this person was somewhat familiar, not her appearance but her aura. After a moment’s thought, he realized this Wolf girl had an aura strikingly similar to Furinjira... No wonder Chelina’s relationship with Furin developed so quickly.

The Wolf centurions silently made way.

As the Common Lord of the Wolf Race, the Yakxi Family was the greatest beneficiary of established order. Disrupting this order would essentially be severing their own roots.

Thus, even if the girl was guilty, they had to wait for the decision from the Grand Council, where the elders would deliberate, before they could act against her.

"Go!"

Upon the command of the leading Wolf centurion, a crowd in gray suits immediately surged into the Bell Tower.

"There must be a secret passage in this Bell Tower leading out of the city. Search carefully, don’t overlook any dead ends."

"Be cautious, this rebel’s strength is quite formidable. Even among centurions, she stands out, and she’s inherited the complete teachings of both the Saluzzo Family and Basilicata Family. If you spot her, do not act alone."

The Wolf centurion reminded loudly.

Seeing these people rush into the Bell Tower, Losa’s expression became more severe. Right now, the Bell Tower seemed to be a dragon’s lair. According to his rough estimate, just the centurion level—comparable to Hans—was at least six!

The remaining elite wolves numbered nearly twenty.

It’s unclear how Chelina managed to break out at the time; Losa recalled that at this period, Chelina’s level was equivalent to about level fifty, which means slightly stronger than an average centurion, but only slightly.

"Quite adept at escaping, little brat of the Blood Race."

At the end of the alley, an elite Wolf with a cold expression aimed his black firearm at Losa.

"Unfortunately, you’re out of options now. Honestly explain what your conspiracy is, and perhaps I can spare your life."

He fired a shot, the muzzle pointed skyward. Losa understood he was calling for his companions.

It seemed he had to go all out now.

The Dragon Bloodline within Losa began to surge.

Originally, he thought of conserving his Spiritual Power for more challenging battles.

At this moment.

An arm extended from behind the Wolf’s neck, clutching a sharp blood blade formed from flowing blood. The elite Wolf Race wielding the firearm indeed excelled, as he raised his gun suddenly in this critical moment, striking the blood blade and retreating swiftly.

He pulled back quite a distance before glancing around with suspicion.

Such ghostly attacks, he seemed to have heard others mention before. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Blood Shadow Demon, Kurs?"

The werewolf’s face showed a hint of seriousness.

Behind Losa, a swelling shadow emerged, forming into a Royal Court Steward clad in a black tuxedo.

Kurs politely bowed to Losa, with an impeccable smile: "Sir, I hope my timing isn’t too late."

The elite Wolf snarled, "So it’s indeed a brat from the Cepesh Family. Are you declaring war against our Yakxi Family?"

Kurs ignored him and smilingly asked, "Sir, do you need me to take his head and place it at your feet?"

Losa thought to himself, "Do you really believe you can easily defeat your opponent?"

Kurs’s abilities thrived in mystery, but against these wolves with sharp Beast Intuition, the effect was quite ordinary. Moreover, this elite werewolf was equally formidable, likely only a step away from the centurion level.

This was a formidable foe, not much different in ability from Hans. Kurs had no chance of defeating him swiftly given the werewolf’s readiness.

"No need, Kurs. Our Royal Court has no intention of cutting ties with Yakxi."

Losa began to pull the royal tiger skin to bluff.

In reality, the tiger skin of the Habsburg Family was more influential in this world than the Cepesh Family’s.

Because in this world, it was not the Hohenzollern Family that unified Germany. They were still a Duke in Brandenburg, and Prussia had yet to secularize, remaining a territory closely allied with the Holy Church under the Teutonic Order.

After Napoleon dissolved the Holy Roman Empire, the integration of the Holy Roman duchies was achieved by Franz Joseph I of the Habsburg Family.

Though at the cost of losing territories that belonged to the Habsburg Monarchy, such as Hungary, Illyria, and Galicia, due to the wave of nationalism, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

This made the Habsburg Family one of the most prestigious royal families in the world, wielding extraordinary power that a scattered Wolf Race dared not provoke.

However, he was essentially unrelated to the Habsburg of this world.

"What exactly do you intend to do here?"

The opposing werewolf’s face was filled with apprehension.

Being addressed as "Sir" by the Blood Shadow Demon indicated a Blood Race of at least prince or princess caliber in the Cepesh Family, considered a direct bloodline. Acting rashly could provoke a war between the Wolf Race and the Blood Race.

While relations between the two races were historically poor, such a major decision like all-out war was certainly beyond what someone of his minor position could decide.

Even those centurions would never dare to easily provoke a Prince of the Blood Royal Court.

Even the Wolf Lord, if proposing such a motion at the Grand Council, might face a high probability of rejection.