The Wolf’s Bride

St. Dmitri’s blows became heavier, and Alexander was almost unable to breathe. 

He had only been using a third of his strength. Now, when he saw that Alexander was still not stepping aside, his killing intent rose. 

Swoosh… 

Just as St. Dmitri was about to deal the fatal blow, a dark shadow swiftly approached and blocked the blow. 

“It’s been a long time, Your Holiness.” 

The person who spoke was the elder of Alexander’s family, Lloyd! 

“Get out of my way!” 

St. Dmitri’s chest was filled with anger and was not in the mood to chat. He directly launched an even fiercer attack. His speed was like lightning, and his moves were like violent gales. 

Lloyd frowned slightly but was not fearful, countering each attack skillfully. 

After more than a dozen moves, both sides unexpectedly reached a stalemate. Neither was about to defeat the other. 

“Your Holiness…” Seeing that St. Dmitri seemed to want to continue, Lloyd could not help but sigh and said in a low voice, “Do you know who the Wolf King is?” 

St. Dmitri let out a snort and said furiously, “I don’t care who he is! I only know that I need to take revenge for what he did to my son! If I don’t kill him, then how will I continue to lead in the future?” 

Lloyd saw that he had stopped attacking and sighed in relief. 

Then, he said, “The Wolf King is the disciple of Old Hagstorm.” 

“Old Hagstorm? I don’t care who he is! He harmed my son. Even if he’s the disciple of God, I’ll also…” 

St. Dmitri spoke disdainfully, then suddenly stopped in the middle of his sentence. The rest of his words caught in his throat, and a solemn expression appeared on his face. 

“Wait. Lloyd, did you say that the Wolf King of Florence is Old Hagstorm’s disciple?” 

Lloyd nodded. “Yes.” 

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St. Dmitri’s heart instantly sank at the affirmative answer, and he fell silent. 

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He was formidable. His name might not be that explosive in Florence, but in the Obaro continent, it was like a peal of thunder. 

There was a ranking of heroes in the Obaro continent, where the strongest and most terrifying Demon–level experts were listed. 

The number one Demon–level rank was split between three people–St. Dmitri, Lloyd, and Sir Theodore. 

However, over the years, when Old Hagstorm visited the Obaro continent, the three experts joined forces but still could not defeat him. They could only fight to a draw. 

This spread Old Hagstorm’s reputation widely among the top experts and forces in the Obaro continent, making St. Dmitri and Lloyd highly wary of him. 

When Lloyd saw him fall silent, he sighed and said, “What happened between the Wolf King and Anton is just a fight between children. However, if you dare to take action against the Wolf King, that’ll be a violation of the rules. 

“If that old man goes berserk, it won’t just be you, but all the experts in Obaro who will face his furious attacks. Can you bear the consequences?” 

At Lloyd’s questioning, St. Dmitri said unwillingly, “Do you want me to stand by and do nothing when the Wolf King has hurt my son? I can’t do it! I really can’t do it!” 

St. Dmitri responded through gritted teeth, flames of anger in his eyes. 

“I have a plan.” Lloyd suddenly stepped forward.