The Man’s Decree

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,

gazed upon Pathfinder Sect’s grand

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

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

“Understood,” Jared nodded solemnly.

he would not have shown himself. If he encountered someone who recognized him

Demonia Stone from the

and carefully set up a small arcane array before

off, it embarked on its journey toward the southernmost point of

Jared lost track of time as the landscape