Chapter 0244

“Temple Lord Kane…”

At the harbor, Orion held Tobias’ lifeless body, his gaze frozen as warplanes and armored vehicles

closed in fast. Even the simplest mind could piece together Alexander’s true identity.

He was no doubt the Lord of War, the Temple Lord himself.

In the heart of Regulus Windsur, military factions and shadowy powers abounded with names like

‘Ghostfire Hall’, ‘Crimson Hall’, ‘God King Hall’, and ‘Pantheon Hall’. However, only one dared to deploy

a regular army so openly, only one dared to flaunt the title ‘Temple Lord’ without a second thought.

That was the legendary Lord of War, the Temple Lord, the awe-inspiring leader of the Northern

Wyverna Frontier Corps, Alexander.

“So, the Lord of War, the Temple Lord…is called Alexander…”

It was not just Orion Ellis. Briscoe Hart, Yered Wafer, and the other attendants were all utterly shocked

by the revelation.

They were not nobodies; they were prominent figures up north. However, they had only heard whispers

of the ‘ Lord of War, the Temple Lord’, never knowing his real name, let alone that he was Mister Kane.

They finally knew.

Maybe, just maybe, they wished they did not.

Temple Lord Kane’s wife had been taken, and they had nearly succeeded in assassinating Temple Lord

Kane himself, earning his fierce wrath.

Lord Kane, Alexander.

face was a canvas of fear and madness as

of a wild decision the next. His hand

to die anyway, Alexander, I’m taking

silver-white gun from his belt, his finger

The gun spat fire.

to lose. Fully aware that this was his end, he was ready to

take down Alexander.

ablaze with a fiery

“Temple Lord!”

“Sir!”

“Watch out!”

+15 BONUS

instant, the Temple Lord’s personal guards and George-who was just a

hearts

with his attendants

dangerously close

the latest issue for Umbracia’s military, the M11SF, with a

that could fly

take less than

matter how strong one might be, evasion was

did

with the grace of a dancer.

right hand and caught the speeding

bullet mid-air, despite it being too quick for the

an inner power, effortlessly diffusing the bullet’s deadly force before he tossed

“Sorry to say,

don’t do the trick

on me.”

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