Ilcheong Sword stood frozen, as if his mind had short-circuited.
The other members of the Martial Alliance, including Bumdong, looked equally shakenâlike theyâd just been hit by an earthquake.
Honestly?
Connections were always a useful thing.
I was reminded of that once again.
ââ¦Hah.â
Maybe it was because Heavenly Lord had intervened to defuse the situation.
Thanks to him, my head cooled off a bit.
With my current body, I wouldnât have been able to handle a fight against Ilcheong Sword.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Well, I might have pulled off a victory, but the plan wouldâve gone up in flames.
âNow that weâre done talking, can we go?â
â...â
Ilcheong Sword furrowed his brow.
He clearly had more he wanted to say, but with Heavenly Lord standing right there, he swallowed it down.
Instead, he shot me a sharp glare before eventually giving in.
ââ¦Iâll escort you.â
And just like that, he folded.
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The path to the pavilion was clear once the first obstacle was removed.
With Ilcheong Sword personally leading the wayâand the location not being far to begin withâit didnât take long to arrive.
As we moved, I glanced around.
âA lot of personnel.â
I had counted forty earlier, but there were even more stationed inside.
Though it was far fewer than the Allianceâs original forces, it was still a sizable number.
One thing, however, stood out.
âWhere did the rest of them go?â
Three division leaders were here.