“Dear God, have they gone mad?” Thierry said disbelievingly, his voice tinged with exasperation. “They want to have Sire killed? Can’t they see that this is all a setup—someone was clearly trying to turn us against him.”

He knew better than anyone that it was impossible for Levi to be the culprit when the latter basically owned the Great Family of Westford. There’s no way that he’d do this to his own people.

The subordinate handed Thierry a letter. “Sir, the King of Frostford issued this to you. He’s inviting you to join the operation to kill Sire.”

The letter contained a Writ of Command issued by the Great Family of Frostford.

The writ was devised by the first generation of leaders of the Four Great Families to symbolize their alliance. Issued in the face of grave danger or formidable foe, the Writ of Command called for all Four Great Families to band together and use whatever means necessary to defeat and eliminate the threat. Failure to comply would mean instant removal from the alliance.

Fearing that the killings would worsen further, the Great Family of Frostford decided to issue the writ.

Fine then. I’ll

great families also received the writ. Lesale Mercurion, leader of the Great

not turn up, but he sent a representative to the meeting—the famed young warrior Dragonus Skywalker, who was also

Black Phoenix were monitoring the situation in

the side of the Great Family of Frostford. They’ll seize the opportunity to take him out for sure, especially when we’ve planted a series of evidence showing that he is behind all the killings.” Kuro

say,” Black Phoenix said approvingly. “There’s no way Levi could

head of the troop was a middle-aged man

youth who looked to be sixteen years of age, holding a sword

its blade. Despite its timeworn appearance, the Frostbringer shone with a chilling gleam that was powerful enough to drive fear in the heart of a lesser

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