The Man's Decree

There was no way Winona could possibly sever ties now with the Zeever family right then.

Devastated, she had left the Zeever residence in a fit of rage and journeyed to Imperial Fox City in the central region, where she remained for several decades.

If it hadn’t been for the Foster family’s siege of Imperial Fox City, she probably would have never returned in her lifetime.

Creak!

The door to her room was pushed open.

At that moment, Winona was holding a white handkerchief. Upon seeing that someone had come, she quickly hid it.

When she saw that it was her brother, Dylan, her face went as black as thunder.

She knew that in his eyes, there was only interest and no familial ties.

here, are you?”

already grateful that you accepted me and gave me a roof over my head,”

understood what Winona meant, her

to shambles. I know you’re cursing me in your heart, accusing me of disregarding our familial ties, condemning me for only caring about interest. But who understands me? How could the Zeever family, consisting of hundreds of members, have possibly become one of the four great families in this small city of Yannopolis without anyone backing us up? Our ancestors didn’t leave us any advanced medical skills or superb alchemy. If I were to rely on myself, would I have been able to support hundreds of people? Ethereal Realm is a society where survival of the fittest prevails. Without Mr. Bellamy, the Zeever family might have been trampled underfoot and devoured by others in Yannopolis

Bellamy is a decent person. His character isn’t bad either. If you were to ask around in Yannopolis, who wouldn’t speak highly of him? If a man were to make a minor mistake, it’d still be forgivable. That’s just his impulsiveness and

If you think that I’m heartless, I can hand over the position of

looked at Winona, his eyes brimming

he could not

Realm was so vast that finding a single

found herself momentarily lost in thought as she stared at

fit of anger, so she hadn’t considered anyone else, believing that

listened to

in the Zeever family. I only ever thought about myself! If we were to speak of being selfish, perhaps I’d been

“Dylan, I…”