Chapter 2291
“On top of that, my equipment is on par with Valeron’s, I’m a Golden Griffon like Tyris, and I have achieved the white core. Save your mercy for someone who needs it. I’m stronger than you’ll ever be and you are surrounded.

“Think again about my offer because if you refuse it again, I’ll beat you unconscious and drag you to the Golden Griffon along with the others. Then, your compliance would be no longer of any relevance.” Thrud said.

“I refuse your offer and I renew, no, I beg you to accept my conditions.” Yet Fyrwal’s prideful tone didn’t sound like she was begging. “I’m doing this in respect for the blood of Valeron that flows inside your veins.

“It’s so thick that I can smell it from here and it would cause me great pain to spill it. I don’t want to fight you. Release Phloria, turn around, and leave. If not for me or your ancestor, do it for your soldiers and citizens.

“You want to be a good ruler and claim to love them, but if we fight, there will be nothing left for you. Please, don’t force my hand. You have no idea of the powers you are playing with.”

“Get them!” Thrud yelled while pointing the Sword of Arthan at Fyrwal. “Beat them an inch to their lives. I don’t care how many pieces you have to cut them in, as long as they are still breathing.”

“I’m sorry, Valeron. I really tried.” The Divine Beasts activated their bloodline abilities in unison, combining them to become bigger than the sum of the single parts when Fyrwal snapped her fingers.