The Man's Decree

Sigurd stood outside the door. He didn’t push it open because he had no idea what Jared and Viola were doing inside the room.

Upon hearing that Sigurd had arrived, Viola rose to her feet and opened the door.

Jared also rose to his feet.

After a brief glance, Sigurd gave Jared a meaningful smile.

As a man, Jared of course understood what Sigurd’s smile implied.

“Let’s go. I need to figure out what’s going on with this Teleportation Array. If we keep delaying like this, who knows when we’ll finally reach Yannopolis.”

If possible, Jared was willing to lend a hand in fixing that Teleportation Array.

“Jared, I never asked you, but did you come here because you’re also heading to Yannopolis? Are you attending the Alchemist Fair as well?”

Throughout the whole time, Viola had never asked Jared why he too was present there.

“I’m not here for the Alchemist Fair. I’m looking for some friends in Epea. I have a few friends in Yannopolis,” Jared said. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

at Jared, her eyes

men

words, Viola let out a soft sigh,

knew Jared was

was simply unrealistic for her to want

held a place in Jared’s heart. She didn’t dare to ask

I’ll accompany

left the inn, with Sigurd trailing at a distance.

square, streaks of spiritual light flickered, with the ground bearing ancient patterns. It was unmistakably a

cultivators were stationed,

array, numerous alchemists were gathered, each of

If the Teleportation Array couldn’t be fixed, they were likely to miss

great distance to get here, they all planned to teleport to Yannopolis. Yet,

a middle- aged man, clad in a long gray robe, was tirelessly examining the array runes on the ground, his forehead slick with

west of the Teleportation Array, there were a few individuals donned in vibrant yellow robes. Each of

all members of the Apothecary Guild, and

the middle-aged man in the gray robe left the Teleportation Array, it began to emit a radiant

the arcane array’s wound, a series of spatial fluctuations intertwined. Upon witnessing this scene,