The Man's Decree

“Godrick, go grab that painting.”

Edgar saw how the painting could change colors on its own and knew that it had to be a treasure, so he immediately ordered Godrick to retrieve it.

He would’ve retrieved it himself, but he was worried that there would be hidden traps, so he had Godrick do it.

Godrick frowned in dissatisfaction, but he didn’t dare to go against a direct order, so he bit down and went after the painting.

“Stop him!” instructed Colin who had hurried over with the two Martial Arts Grandmasters from Shadow Estate. He was determined to stop Godrick.

“What is wrong with you two? Jared fought so hard to help us get in here. If it wasn’t for him, none of you would’ve made it this far. By right, he should be the one who gets to keep that painting. How can you two take it for yourself? That would just make you as bad as robbers,” he said in a hostile tone.

“Oh, f*ck you. The Trial has always worked like this. The painting belongs to whoever gets their hands on it first, and you don’t f*cking get to lecture me,” refuted Edgar.

He raised his brows and turned his attention to Kristoff after saying that. “Kristoff, take your men and go teach that punk a lesson. I will reward you handsomely for it once we make it out of this place.”

Kristoff nodded. “Thank you, Mr. Edgar.”

men from the

lead his two subordinates

signaled Godrick with his eyes to get him to

going after the painting, but there was nothing he could do because dealing with Kristoff was too challenging. In

didn’t move a muscle. Even his eyelids didn’t flutter. It seemed the guy had

hands on the painting, he zipped over. Immediately after, he waved his palm, and a

you doing, Howard?”

hard to break through that arcane array, and none of you would’ve made it here if it weren’t for him. How can you take advantage of a situation like this? I can’t believe you’re just going to take the painting for yourself even after everything he did for you,” insulted Howard in a voice

do with you. You don’t have the right to butt in on this, or have you forgotten what you promised Mr. Gordon?”

won’t accept this and insist on getting in your way. What are

he glared at Edgar in distaste and spewed all sorts of

“You…”

hear Howard’s scathing remarks that he pushed his palm toward

kicked, then so be it!” growled Edgar. His angry move contained immense

wind swirled around, and Howard’s expression took a sharp change before he