The Rise of the Black Plain

“What are you talking about?” That green-haired woman asked her subordinate, looking at him strangely, not liking to have her orders questioned.

That man then explained himself. “Young miss, when I arrived at the place where Minos Stuart was to bring him here, he seemed to have just finished fighting an elder of the sect, someone at level 68.”

“What? Did he fight an elder? And why didn’t you use that excuse to arrest him?” She made an annoyed expression, not liking this man’s incompetence.

The subordinate then defended himself. “It wasn’t like that. He didn’t attack the elder. From the rumors I could hear in the surroundings when I arrived at that place, he seems to have been challenged by that elder…”

That beautiful woman continued to stare at him with eyebrows firmly drawn together. “Did you see him fighting?”

“No, he had already finished the fight when I arrived. But I could notice that the King of the Black Plain didn’t seem to have expended any energy, even though he faced someone seven levels stronger than him… And since young Naomi is only at level 67…”

“Tsk!”

“Don’t compare my daughter to a mere level 68 elder!” She said in a tone laden with rejection at the idea that her daughter would be weaker than Maisie’s son.

‘It can’t be! How can a brat from the northern region be stronger than my Naomi?’ She wondered in her mind as she began to sweat at the thought of the possibility of having yet another defeat for Maisie.

“But… Everyone commented on how he defeated that elder with a single look.” Her subordinate advised since he knew it was his job to prevent his boss from making a mistake that might make her regret it later. “I wonder how strong he would be if he had fought with everything against that guy…”

“What are you saying? Do you think Maisie’s son is already stronger than her and me?” She looked at that man, thinking he was making fun of her face.

“Prodigies appear every day, young miss.” He did not back down. “That’s why I’m informing you. The boy looks like a monster. He does not respect his elders and uses his position to gain advantages… So what can he do with young Naomi?”

He finally managed to push this woman to question whether or not she should allow her daughter to go after Minos.

‘Damn it!’ She clenched her fists and quickly flew toward where her daughter had left.

…

But Naomi found Minos and his wives too quickly for her mother to stop her.

Due to this woman’s innate ability, one capable of identifying the position of spiritual fluctuations over long distances, she had flown directly to where the four were moving out of this city.

And with that, by the time her mother reached her, she had already caught the attention of Minos’ group!

“Minos Stuart!” Naomi shouted at the brown-haired young man, pointing at him with one of her hands, with a bold look on her face. “I am here to challenge you!”

“I heard from my mother that you ran away from our fight, so I am here to teach you the value of the word honor! Perhaps you will become a real man after today!” She finished her strange words, successfully drawing the attention of Minos’ wives.

“Who is that?” Abby asked Ruth and Gloria.

“Who knows…”

Minos looked at that green-haired young woman, who was quite cute, by the way. But unfortunately, she was crazy. “Who are you? Who is your mother?” He asked aloud, trying to understand the situation.

‘It seems that the Holy Sect is full of strange people…’ He considered as he looked at that woman floating about 50 meters ahead of where they were on Maida’s back.

“Don’t play dumb, Minos! My mother told me you ran away, but I won’t let it end like this!” Naomi shouted. “Unlike you and your family, we follow traditions in my house!”

“Since you have entered our territory, it is only natural that we, the children of two rivals, Maisie and my mother, fight for the honor of our houses!”

Minos’ eyebrows drew together as Gloria and Ruth looked at him.

The redhead said. “Minos, the people in this sect are great rivals to the people in the Gray Clouds Sect…”

Ruth added. “My master has already told me stories of her opponents, and I think this girl is the daughter of one of them.”

‘This again?’ He closed his eyes, wondering if he would have to deal with this kind of problem everywhere he went in the empire.

He then looked at that green-haired woman and said. “What is your name?”

“Naomi!”

“Naomi, I honestly don’t know what you are talking about. I am not intimate with this woman, Maisie. She just delivered me and left me in the northern region. So I don’t have the customs you seem to think I do.” He sincerely said, using this different strategy to solve the problem.

“So I don’t know what’s happening here, and I have no intention of fighting you.”

Hearing all this, Naomi felt confused, not knowing if Minos was lying or if her mother had made a mistake in sending her after this person who did not seem to know anything.

‘What’s going on here?’ She looked into Minos’ beautiful eyes and felt bad for him. ‘Has he been abandoned in the northern region? So he doesn’t know anything about our history?’

But while thinking about that, her mother came down from her position to deal with the situation.

“Sigh…”

“Maisie didn’t teach you anything? Is that true?” The Spiritual Saint asked as she stopped in front of Minos, seeing her rival’s eyes on this young man’s face.

The truth was that Maisie had tried to teach little Minos about her culture the few times she had visited him in the northern region before Albert’s death. But her son had not had enough time to learn while he was young as he lived in a completely different environment.

Since Maisie’s contact time with him had been brief, Minos had forgotten those stories.

Later, before Albert’s sacrifice, between the ages of 7 and 9, Minos already had a grudge against his mother and no longer listened to her stories.

In that way, he did not know much about the Flaming Empire or the Coleman family and their customs.

p “It’s true,” Minos replied as he looked at this beautiful woman with big breasts.

She saw Minos’ eyes and knew that he was not lying. Since she was a great mother, she stepped forward and hugged him, feeling sorry for this fellow who had grown up not knowing what it was like to have someone to tell him a story, the customs of generations.

“Oh, my baby, how could that woman have done that to such a handsome young man? What a cruel person! I always knew she was no good!” She said as she massaged Minos’ face against her breasts, feeling moved.

“Huh?”

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