No 1 Supreme Warrior

Mijas paused for a moment before it finally slapped its leg in realization. “The prince didn’t give us a signal!”

Besant nodded, lamenting that Mijas finally realized the situation.

Calling for allies when one was ambushed was basic knowledge, but all of them knew of the prince’s temper.

The thirteenth prince often resorted to doing things alone just because it had some skills. On top of that, the prince barely faced any repercussions for his mistakes, solely because he was the prince, which only worsened his attitude.

As long as the prince felt that it had an advantage, it would attack without bothering to notify its allies. That was what Karsh was most angry about.

If the prince had given them the signal, they would have rushed over, and the losses could have been kept to a minimum. The prince did none of that!

It caused the situation to escalate to that level.

The more Karsh thought about it, the more frustrated it was.

Mijas and Besant and said, “This is just very troublesome. If the prince had just been killed, then it‘s not that bad. I’m worried that he’s not dead and that the enemies have him. The situation will be bad in that

***

moment, Jack and the others returned to their hideout

and the others saw them returning triumphantly,

them as he dragged the prince, who was still writhing in pain. He tossed the prince inside and

space for one more. All of them looked toward

what happened outside. Stephen was in no mood to explain things to them. His

different as he patiently told everyone

stopped the power of

the pain diminished, the prince slowly opened its eyes. It was a bit startled. After all, it was surrounded by humans the moment it opened its eyes. It even

help but shudder. All of its arrogance

at the prince, asking,

despite his pompous nature, was an intelligent

was still alive meant that they wanted to

say