Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 430.1: Castling (1)

Holy light intermixed with bloodied rain in the sky, and the pungent smell of magma filled the air. It looked as if someone had brought hell to earth.

Both sides were fighting for their desired futures, and there was no compromise in between. That was why this was going to be a fight to the death.

The inquisitors and the heretics were fighting to bring Roel and Nora back. They knew how important the Xeclydes were to the stability of the world. In the wake of Tark Stronghold’s disappearance, it was imperative for humans to unite together to survive this ordeal.

On the other hand, the evil cultists sought to drag the world into chaos. That was the environment they thrived in. Without the church to hunt them down, they would be able to do as they pleased without having to worry about the repercussions.

But while both armies were slaughtering each other in cold blood, their leaders were standing still, not moving in the least.

There was a saying in Roel’s previous world that went ‘King against king, general against general’, but the truth was that such logic was limited to just the chessboard.

As the commander of their respective armies, neither Roel nor Bryan’s safety was their private affair anymore. Whatever happened to them would have a rippling effect on their army’s morale. If there was a clear gap in the two commanders’ strength, it was extremely likely that a battle wouldn’t occur at all.

Of course, it would be best if they could take down the enemy commander, but it was much more important to maintain the morale of their army.

It wouldn’t be surprising if Roel chose to avoid a confrontation with Bryan, considering his condition and the gap in their Origin Levels. That was also why the chief of the Inquisitor Hall, Hanks, chose to position himself beside Roel as soon as the fight started. He was ready to face Bryan should the latter approach them.

But to his surprise, Roel chose to step forward instead of backing down.

“Count Hanks, leave him to me,” said Roel calmly.

Hanks looked at him with a disapproving fro

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