In the brightly lit hall filled with luminous stones, about eight men in luxurious long robes sat on either side.
A man over six feet tall sat in the lead, wearing a fiery red python-patterned robe. He appeared muscular and strong, exuding an aura of authority.
He was Great General Neufwill, Sevyn, one of the most powerful individuals in the Kingdom of Vriweth.
A fair-skinned, middle-aged man named Mackie stood beside Sevyn, who had previously been the lord of a small city on the kingdom's southern barbaric land.
Xan quickly entered from behind, appearing tense as he approached Sevyn.
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: