The Wolf’s Bride

Andrius extended his right hand as he spoke.

To him, anyone fighting for Florence and the people of Florence was a friend worth making.

Luna concealed the burning gaze in her eyes and merely glanced at his face before saying indifferently, “I just couldn’t stand his arrogance. Don’t flatter yourself.”

Then, she left on her own. She did not even glance at the hand that Andrius extended. She was afraid that if she looked at it, she would not be able to resist holding it, and her identity might be exposed.

Andrius smiled bitterly.

Even Noir could not stand it and muttered, “Andy, he’s really arrogant. He doesn’t even show you respect.”

Andrius laughed. He watched the master of the Shrouded Gate walk away and said slowly, “I have a feeling that he’s a friend, not an enemy.”

There was something that he did not say. Through this encounter, he increasingly felt that he had seen that person somewhere before.

Noir snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction on behalf of Andrius.

Inside the luxurious cabin high above, there was an exquisite sandalwood table with two old men sitting facing each other.

One was the Pontiff of the Sauro Church, St. Dmitri. The other was Lloyd, the Elder of Alexander’s family.

The two raised their cups to each other, talking and laughing. Through the window, they observed everything on the desk below including the scene that had just unfolded.

“Did you see it, Your Holiness?” Lloyd gestured to Luna’s back and pursed his lips. “The person who took action just now is most likely the master of the Shrouded Gate, who has been gaining prominence in Florence recently.

“His strength is quite terrifying. With just three moves, he killed the forebearer of the Swallows, Duncan Swallow.”

Even in a foreign land, veterans like them already knew all the things that happened in order to be able to plan their strategies.

“Duncan Swallow…” St. Dmitri’s expression was disdainful as he said contemptuously, “He’s just a late–stage Martial God. He’s nothing more than an ant. I can also kill him within three moves.”

Lloyd laughed. Then, he drank the wine in his cup and said meaningfully, ་་1t seems the master of the Shrouded Gate not only has formidable strength but is also quite close to the Wolf King…”

St. Dmitri’s face flashed with anger. “The Shrouded Gate… They’re just a small force that has gained some reputation recently. If he dares to obstruct me from avenging my son and killing the Wolf King…

“No matter who he is, he’ll be my enemy. He’ll be buried by my Sauro Church!”

That was the response that Lloyd was waiting for and the result he wanted.

“Hahaha…” He laughed heartily and clinked glasses with St. Dmitri again, saying with a smile, “In that case, I wish you success, Your Holiness!” All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

“Naturally!”

Soon, the ferry would arrive at Praxis Island.

A helicopter took off from the deck.

At the same time, a staff member said, “Representatives of each team, please come forward to draw lots.

“Each piece of paper in the box has a randomly assigned location. These locations are scattered around Praxis Island and will be the landing points for each team.”

Andrius and the others went forward to draw lots.

“Everyone, the rules of the competition are as follows. Please listen carefully.” The loudspeaker on the helicopter announced the detailed rules of the competition as well as the conditions for victory to the many teams below.

“On Praxis Island is a sanctuary where the kings of Flandom have been crowned for generations. It is also the final winning location. As long as your team reaches the sanctuary and persists until the end, you will be the winner.”