The Return Of God Of War

The Return of the God of War Chapter 1925

It wasn’t like Levi was afraid of that pretentious punk. The former just thought that it was troublesome.

Moreover, he was too lazy to fight.

Those punks aren’t worthy of me fighting back, anyway.

Levi went straight to look for the master of magical techniques that his disciples told him about.

Freddie joined Sherrie and the others soon after.

“You look terrible, Freddie. Did something happen?” asked Sherrie when she sensed that something was off.

Ronald teased, “Dude, that punk didn’t beat you up, didn’t he?”

“No,” replied Freddie sourly, “He knew that I would go after him, so he actually jumped into the sea to escape!”

“Well, it’s fine so long as you’re not hurt.”

Levi was just an ordinary dude to Sherrie and the others, so they weren’t interested in him.

They certainly weren’t going to keep asking about him.

It didn’t take long before they reached a manor so luxurious that it looked like a palace.

There were thousands of bodyguards, and covert sentries were everywhere.

bodyguard was also

Hilton family’s residence—Manor of

it that he is a legend in Zarain, and to be frank, no young man in Erudia is a match

and your grandpa especially adores him,” announced the

he

a match against Levi Garrison!” refuted

to accept the arrangement that her family made. However, that didn’t mean that she would accept the

she was concerned, Levi

Goldenport Island earlier

them to travel, learn more

of Erudia… Hell, maybe even all of Bayview went

were impressed with the men

the show away and got hundreds of those impressive young talents to regard him as their master. That

was only a few years older

was undeniably attractive and charismatic as

incredible Levi was, everyone else became plain to

heir of the Cryptic Stream Corporation is nothing but a person who is profiting off of the

inside because the others

butler led Sherrie and her

inch of the manor was luxurious, and every decoration would cost more than what a

was as regal as

of the

was none other than the God of Gamblers,

legend on Goldenport Island, and no one knew how rich he was or how many figurative trump cards he actually had up