Chapter 1562

Western Border, Mount Littleroot.

A man who looked to be in his 40s walked toward the base of the mountain.

The person was dressed in fashionable, modern clothing.

He also carried a long sword on his back.

The presence of the long sword was jarring and stood out over his entire outfit.

“Who’s there?”

As soon as Tobias showed up, he was stopped by the Blithes’ guards.

The guards immediately pointed their guns at the approaching Tobias.

“This place is Mount Litttleroot. Outsiders are not allowed, so leave quickly. Otherwise…”

Tobias looked at the Blithes’ guards and his lips raised into a faint smile.

He lost to the Blithes’ paragon in the past.

For 20 long years, he had been brooding over the defeat.

afraid of the Blithe Fist of Abomination. Back when James was captured, he did not dare to oppose them directly and only sent Maxine to check on

no longer afraid of

the guards casually.

smile crept on his face, and he unsheathed the long sword he carried

out of its

could process what had happened, Tobias had already dashed halfway up the

guards at the mountain-foot collapsed into a pool

sheathed the long sword back in

ascended the mountain step by step.

a funeral was being held at

appearance caught the attention of the Blithes’ martial

Tobias. He immediately shouted, “How dare you trespass into the Blithes’ territory? You must have a

he immediately felt intense energy sweep toward him.

the median of the eighth rank, he still felt suffocated by the energy.

realized the person before him was a powerful martial

him was no ordinary person.

of the eighth rank,

shifted. He wore a bright smile and asked, “Who might you be? What’s the purpose of your visit to the

Donovan, who was dressed in black sackcloth, and he smirked, saying,

“W-Who are you?”

at Tobias with fear.

but could not recognize the

“Tobias Caden.”

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