The Man’s Decree

In the void above Allardland was Fraser. Fraser had come with his men, acting under his father’s orders to escort Jared to Twilight Imperial City.

To the left of Fraser was an old man dressed in a plaid robe and leaning on a cane. His hair was a wild mess, presenting a rather peculiar sight.

To the right of Fraser was a younger man dressed in a black robe, standing tall and straight. His features were veiled with an aura of ruthlessness, exuding an intense sense of oppression.

The elderly man was known as Theobauld Donnet, while the young man was named Salathiell Crekett. Both of them were like Fraser’s bodyguards, much like Leftblind and Rightblind were personally responsible for ensuring Catalina’s safety.

Fraser’s appearance sent a slight shudder through the powerful figures surrounding Allardland, causing them to promptly distance themselves from the area.

With his hands clasped behind his back, Fraser stood overlooking Allardland beneath his feet.

“Prince Fraser, if you’re reluctant to take action, shall we assist you by bringing out Jared?” Theobauld quietly asked Fraser.

Fraser didn’t respond, merely continued to gaze at the city beneath his feet in silence.

“Theobauld, hold your tongue. Allardland is surrounded by numerous experts, yet not a single one dares to make a move. It’s clear that there’s more to this city than meets the eye!” Salathiell said.

“As if! The current king is nothing more than an Ultimate Realm Level Eight cultivator. I alone am more than enough to stand against Allardland,” Theobauld scoffed coldly, not at all afraid of Bernard.

left Prince Dorian coughing up blood after all. He’s merely at the Ultimate Realm Level Two, yet he had Prince

Dorian is useless. If Prince Fraser were to step in,

head, his gaze landing on Theobauld. His eyes were filled

everyone knew that there was discord between him and Dorian, he would never

of Fraser’s gaze, Theobauld was frightened

so, the three of them quietly lingered in

was a tremor in the void, followed swiftly

to get your hands on a hundred thousand celestial crystals, but you don’t dare make a move. You’re all so timid! Where’s your dignity as a powerful cultivator? If none

figure, swift as lightning, dashed toward Allardland’s imperial city, with its sights set

this person was moving so quickly, it seemed as if the entire void

someone about to lay a hand on Jared, Fraser

couldn’t just stand by and watch

the case, his little sister would surely despise him once she

up, the

when a flash

“Ah!”