Love At The 1850

Immanuel’s lips cured into a bold, defight smile. ‘Parhops But how can one

ever be certain without venturing forth? A sout who has embraced his chosen

path–no matter how perilous, tempestuous, or drenched in blood and flare

–will never cast a glance back with regrett

“Such arrogance!”

Freya’s patience snapped. With a sharp, icy command, she declared, “Then,

you shall perish!”

Swoosh–in a flash, a torrent of searing flames erupted from her

outstretched hand, surging toward Emmanuel with the wrath of a dragon.

Unfazed, Emmanuel propelled himself skyward with a powerful push off the

red carpet, hurtling directly toward Her Majesty with unwavering resolve.

The flames surged and swirled, blocking Freya’s sight and offering him a brief

moment of daring.

Chapter 1850 The Queen’s 1st Stand

As the flames receded from the red carpet, Emmanuel’s gaze fixed onto hers

with a penetrating intensity, as if probing her very soul. His unwavering

stance and formidable presence exuded a chilling aura, capable of striking

fear into even the bravest of hearts,

“I have unwavering faith in my comrades, till death do us part!” Emmanuel

his voice steady as he unleashed

directly at Freya,

were no match for Emmanuel’s power; she

direct clash. Her palms suddenly grew

the sheer force,

could endure the force of the most powerful and

and Freya was no

withstand the impact of

his attacks coming one after

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of force crashing over the last

her sliver teeth in ottle of techniques, how could a

Northern

to fend off his relentless onslaught, Emmanuel

Technique, pinning her

throat with one

brought both hands into play, securing her with

left no room

“Heh…”

cheeks flushed a faint red, but she made no

the abyss, glinted with a cold mockery

such lengths to deal with a

vulnerable woman?” Emmanuel’s smile hardened into

for decades! How many lives

have been lost in your dungeons?

The Curen’s

than the harshest executioner!”

curled into a proud smile, though a shiver ran through her, “Heh,

appreciate the praise!”

keep his anger in check,

mother, you get one last chance–do you have anything

before it’s over?”

not the time for them!”

“Shall we take a moment

battles unfold?”

voice was resolute. “I trust them! They will win,

matter what!”

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