Just then, Charles suddenly opened his mouth.

“Your Majesty... may I ask who this guy is? Do you know him?”

Who is he to talk to His Majesty like that? And why would His Majesty be interested enough to recruit him?

Charles could not wrap his head around it. It seemed like Zeke had a more complicated identity than he thought.

Nonetheless, no one responded to his question.

They were all too occupied with each other to bother with such an irrelevant character.

In the end, it was Alfred who responded, “He's the second most powerful man in Eurasia—the Great Marshal!”

Say what?

Alfred's words came as a huge blow to Charles.

His mind went blank as his body slumped onto the ground.

Great Marshal? The legend in the army? Holy cr*p! Who the h*ck have I offended? I've even been trying to snatch his woman! I'm screwed.

However, he soon regained his senses and intended to flee.

Too bad for him, Alfred would not give him the chance. The other man released a wave of energy that sent him crashing down to the ground.

For a King Class warrior like Alfred, fighting Charles - who was an ordinary man - was easier than crushing an ant.

Charles' body was instantly paralyzed, unable to move an inch. He lay on the ground desperately, his gaze full of remorse and rage.

He regretted trying to lay a hand on Zeke's woman.

It was a well-known fact that the Great Marshal was utterly loyal and protective over his wife.

Besides feeling regretful, he was absolutely enraged with Josephine, as she was the reason he got entangled with Zeke.

He was once told by a fortune teller that women would sooner or later doom him.

He had not believed it back then, and he even hired men to threaten the fortune teller for cursing him.

But now it turned out that the fortune teller was undeniably accurate.

Alfred approached him and stepped on his legs.

Crack! Crack!

In an instance, both his legs were broken.

A shriek of agony echoed in the air.

Alfred uttered casually, “Stay here and wait for me. I'll come back for you after I end Daemonium's life.”

At that, Charles sank into endless despair.

Meanwhile, Daemonium had run out of patience and began launching attacks toward Zeke.

His body shook as he unleashed a powerful wave of negative energy from his body.

His negative energy expanded swiftly toward all directions. In the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the whole area, at least a hundred kilometers in radius.

The air within that area seemed stale and dead even as it pressed down on them heavily.

Having strong enough energy that it formed clouds was the symbol of a Demon Class warrior.

It looked like Daemonium's power had recovered to that of Demon Class.

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