Classic Novel
Chapter 1205
Just then, the ringtone of a cell phone shattered the quiet. Zavier pulled out his phone; it was a call from the head of the Schuler family, their father, Brandon. Assuming it was about the progress of getting Flora into the Martial World, he casually answered. "Father-"
But before Zavier could say more, an angry tirade exploded from the other end, "Get back here! Both of you, now!"
Even through the phone, Brandon's rage was unmistakable. Lillian jumped, startled, while Zavier was confused, "Father, what's going on?"
Why the sudden outburst? Could he have somehow found out what just happened? That seemed unlikely... How could he know so soon?
"What kind of mess have you two gotten into!" Brandon was fuming. "It's one thing to lay a hand on a commoner, but to get caught by the FUND! Jonathan already called, demanding Lillian be sent to the Enforcement Division right away!" Zavier's grip on the phone tightened. How was this possible? The incident had happened less than ten minutes ago, and the FUND already knew?
"Dad, I'm not going! I refuse!" At the mention of the Enforcement Division, Lillian, terrified, collapsed to the floor and grabbed Zavier's phone, yelling, "Dad! I did hit her, but that Flora isn't just a commoner! She must be one of The Martialists; she even broke my hand! I'm not going to the Enforcement Division, no way!"
"You're saying Flora is one of The Martialists?" Brandon paused, his anger cooling a bit as confusion took over. "Alright, alright, just get back here first."
The FUND was demanding someone, and they couldn't refuse, nor did they dare. Sending Lillian to the Enforcement Division would be half her life gone. Brandon couldn't bear that. If Flora was indeed a Martialist, then the blame would fall on her. Martialists hiding among commoners was a serious offense to the FUND, punishable by stripping their powers and severing limbs.
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Connor and Flora returned to the villa. Flora was about to call Jules, but Connor gently stopped her hand.
"What's up?" Flora asked, puzzled.
"Thinking about asking him about your new powers?" Connor set the phone aside. "No need to ask him, ask me."
He paused, "Flora, I'm quite familiar with the Martial World."
"Connor, you know about the Martial World?!" Flora's eyes widened, realizing she had a hidden powerhouse right beside her.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.
"I know a bit."
Connor gave a quick rundown of what the Martial World was like, and the more Flora listened, the more her brows furrowed. Connor squeezed her hand reassuringly, "Flora didn't mean to keep this from you. If I could, I'd prefer you stay away from the Martial World."
"Hold on... Flora touched her chin thoughtfully. "Connor, are you saying I overpowered Lillian because ktook that special potion and gained inner strength?" t to
"Yep."
"So... folks from the Martial World are pretty weak then, if a single potion can take them down."
Connor couldn't help but chuckle.
For most, a bottle would only boost health and give a tiny bit of inner strength. But Flora, having practiced ancient martial arts all her life, with his help in unlocking her potential, welf...
Alright. Truth be told, Flora was just exceptional.
"Connor, do you have any clout in the Martial World?" Flora asked, feeling upbeat, like she had a strong ally.
"A bit," Connor replied.
"Is it significant?" Flora asked, curious.
"It's decent," Connor modestly said.
"And how does it stack up against the Schuler family?" Flora pondered.
Connor grinned and patted her head, "The Schuler family? Your man here, I'm worth a hundred of them."
"Oh-" Flora replied, a knowing smile spreading across her face.