A Man Like None Other

As the departure time approached, Dillon escorted Jared to the airship’s docking location.

Faiyar bid Jared farewell with tears in his eyes, knowing that their paths might not cross again. With Dillon’s guidance, Jared boarded the airship without any formal inspection.

Unbeknownst to Jared, however, someone was watching him board the airship before swiftly leaving.

“Mr. Mueller, Jared has boarded the airship headed for Lunarius Palace,” a messenger promptly relayed the information to Keiran as soon as Jared boarded the airship.

By now, Keiran had left the vicinity of Pathfinder Sect, his countenance shrouded in gloom.

Although Moses had deliberately let him go, Keiran was reluctant to give up.

Moreover, Jared was a prized target marked by the Demon Seal Alliance. Keiran would secure the lucrative bounty they offered if he managed to slay Jared.

Keiran responded with a fleeting, cold smirk playing

moment, Jared stood in awe as he gazed upon Pathfinder Sect’s grand airship. Its

corridors until they reached the opulent first-class cabins. Opening the door to one of them, Dillon turned to Jared with a courteous smile. “Mr. Chance, this will be your resting quarters for the journey. I’ll assign someone to cater to your needs, so don’t hesitate to ask if you need

welcome,” Dillon replied with a reassuring tone before cautioning, “Despite my presence, there might be some who covet our airship. Should you hear any disturbances, Mr. Chance, rest assured, I’ll handle it.” His confidence spoke volumes of his experience in flying

“Understood,” Jared nodded solemnly.

Dillon’s caution, he would not have shown himself. If he encountered someone who recognized him and his identity was exposed,

the Demonia Stone from the Lunarius

door behind him and carefully set up a small arcane array before beginning

took off, it embarked on its journey toward the southernmost

Jared lost track of time as the landscape passed by