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Chapter 51 Can I Know the Name of the Lord of Thunder?

Lord of Thunder.

A mysterious and powerful figure who could heal Lyra, who had not sworn allegiance to this "Lord of Thunder," was not qualified to know the "name" of this Lord of Thunder.

Aston's willingness to meet Sofia today was largely due to curiosity.

I'm curious just how strong the "Lord of Thunder" that Dalton mentioned really is, and to what extent.

The ability to heal Lyra's damaged soul is indeed remarkable.

The clergy of the Royal Capital Church were unable to heal damaged souls, yet this "Lord of Thunder" could. He was too curious.

While working for the Fairy Tale Mercenary Group, he had never heard of the "Lord of Thunder".

The Fairy Tale Mercenary Group is one of the top ten mercenary groups in the Kingdom of Roland. They are renowned for their strength, and their information is kept in the mercenary group's archives.

Before going on a mission, the captains of each squad in the mercenary group must go to the archives to memorize information about these powerful individuals.

Avoid conflict with these powerful individuals unless absolutely necessary.

The information about those powerful figures was already deeply imprinted in Aston's mind, but this suddenly appearing "Lord of Thunder" was not in the Fairy Tale Mercenary Group's database.

"How do you know about the Lord of Thunder..." The words slipped out, and Sophia slapped her forehead. Did she even need to ask? Dalton must have told Aston...

She gave an awkward smile and said, "Yes, the lord I mentioned is indeed the Lord of Thunder."

"Could I possibly meet this 'Lord of Thunder'?"

"I won't see you." Sophia smiled. "Don't worry, the Lord of Thunder won't ask you to do anything, nor will he expect you to repay him. He doesn't even know you exist."

Of course, he didn't pay attention to me or restrict me. The Lord of Thunder had no idea I used the Soul-Soothing Elixir to heal Lyra. It was actually my idea to have Dalton swear allegiance to the Lord of Thunder.”

Aston, a blond man in his fifties, looked at Dalton. Dalton had said that only those who swore allegiance to the Lord of Thunder were entitled to know the Lord of Thunder's name.

"Don't listen to Your Highness's nonsense. In fact, I voluntarily pledged allegiance to the Lord of Thunder. However, given my strength, I may never be able to meet the Lord of Thunder in this lifetime."

Princess Sophia said that the powerful who follow the Lord of Thunder have become almost immortal.

So powerful it's almost like "immortality"?

Aston glanced at Dalton, not believing in his heart that the Thunder Lord's followers were so powerful as to be almost 'immortal'.

When Sophia heard Dalton say that the followers of Distin were so powerful that they were almost "immortal," she subconsciously glanced at Dalton.

No... how come this middle-aged man can talk even more nonsense than her?

She was saying that those who followed Destin were all "undying" level powerhouses.

Are lord-level undead beings not strong enough?

She was telling the truth.

Dalton is talking complete nonsense. Undead creatures aren't truly immortal; they too are at risk of being killed...

At the very least, even lord-level undead beings are at risk of being killed.

Forget it, let's not correct Dalton's exaggerated statement. Maybe in the future, there really will be near-immortal beings who become followers of the dragon Destin.

"Emily, give Mr. Aston a bottle of Vitality."

"Yes."

Emily walked up to Aston, took out a bottle of Life Essence Tree Sap from her spatial ring, and handed it to Aston.

Isn't this just a wine bottle?

Aston took the bottle from Emily, glanced at Sofia, and pulled out the cork...

His expression suddenly changed; the curiosity and suspicion on his face vanished, replaced by solemnity and disbelief.

The moment the cork was pulled out, a rich life force gushed out from the bottle opening. This overwhelming life force was even more concentrated than the life force contained in the 'Water of Life'!

Aston paused for a moment, quickly sealing the bottle with the cork. He laboriously looked away from the bottle and fixed his gaze on Sophia. "Your Highness, what price will I pay if I drink this divine substance?"

He became famous at a young age and stayed in the Fairy Tale Mercenary Group for so long. He understood one thing a long time ago: the gifts that fate bestows have already been secretly marked with a price.

Princess Sophia will not let him drink this bottle of "Water of Life" that she gave him for nothing.

If he had to swear allegiance to the "Lord of Thunder," he would rather not drink the "Water of Life." Just because someone is strong doesn't mean they deserve his loyalty.

"It's simple. Be my caravan guard. As for the term..." Sophia opened her right hand, "Five years. After five years, you can leave or stay as you please."

"?"

Aston was surprised, "That's...that's all you ask for?"

"right."

"Don't I need to swear allegiance to the Lord of Thunder?"

"No need. Even if you swear allegiance to that lord, you'll probably never have the chance to do anything for him in this lifetime."

Don't worry about being bound by any invisible shackles. Even if you encounter acquaintances from the Fairy Tale Mercenary Group and they ask who healed you, just say it was the 'Lord of Thunder' who healed you.

Sophia smiled. Lord Destin was in hell; he had no use for the loyalty of the living.

"That's all?"

"Yes, that's all."

"May I know the name of the Lord of Thunder?"

"I'm sorry, only those who have sworn allegiance to the Lord of Thunder are qualified to know your name, sir. I'm not saying this to make you swear allegiance to that lord, I hope you don't misunderstand."

Aston stared into Sofia's eyes for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Sofia didn't mean it that way; she was just being casual.

He was willing to swear allegiance to the Lord of Thunder, and she did not object.

He was unwilling to swear allegiance to the Lord of Thunder, and she would not force him.

Aston's gaze fell on the wine bottle. Grace, standing beside him, looked at Aston with a somewhat excited expression. She hoped that Aston could fully recover.

But she dared not rashly persuade Aston to accept Sophia's offer.

She respected his choice.

Perhaps noticing Grace's gaze, Aston turned and smiled at her before looking back at the bottle in his hand.

I have served Her Highness Sofia for five years...

If his body could recover to its peak condition... no! Even if it were only half of his peak condition, it would be worth it for him to serve Sophia for five years!

We can't let Grace take care of him forever.

Thinking of this, Aston removed the cork and drank the sap from the tree of life in one gulp.

The surging life force had just entered Aston's body when it immediately began to repair his battered and bruised body.

His half-white blond hair turned golden at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The body, which was originally hunched over, is gradually becoming more upright.

The loose skin on my hands... is gradually becoming fuller...

His somewhat cloudy eyes gradually became bright and sharp...

Sophia, Anna, Emily, Dalton, and Grace couldn't see the changes inside Aston's body, but they could hear the sounds of his bones and muscles throbbing together.