The Almighty Dragon General

"You're missing the point here. Anyway, let me teach you a few tricks first. Otherwise, he'll keep calling me the bad guy."

Xezal grabbed Rebella's arm and pulled her along. The two of them headed toward a corner where the path source's concentration was the highest.

Meanwhile, Lesia stood at the peak of a mountain within the Great Historial Land's Forbidden Bloodshade. Her long hair swayed slightly in the breeze. Behind her, a man wearing a white robe with white hair waited silently and patiently for her to speak.

"Are you done talking?" Lesia finally broke the silence.

The white-haired man gave a slight nod. "Yes."

"An impostor." Lesia snickered. "Of all people, he decided to impersonate my master? Isn't he just asking to be caught?"

"Uh..." The man was unsure how to respond.

"Why do you think Master has tolerated the impostor's actions?" Lesia asked.

The white-haired man shook his head. "James always has his reasons for doing things a certain way. Sometimes, even I can't.....”

"You, Xzavion Bentley, are the person he trusts the most." Lesia turned to face him. "What are you planning to do after this?" Xzavion's brows twitched. He sighed, "I've resigned from my position in the Jademora Empire. Now, I plan to leave with my partner..."

I say I want to take her as my disciple?" Lesia

head, his eyes

"Do you think I'm not good enough to

a divine being. Thora would be honored to have

wife stay here. I

storage space. Then, he

my orders to everyone in

we will close off all entries in and out of the Great Historial

Historial Land are prohibited from making any contact

token in

not expect such an order. "Ms. Lesia,

current owner," Lesia said slowly. "I decide whether we

Xzavion stuttered, "...but...that is..."

going to follow my

quickly took the token