"That makes four…" Leon coldly mumbled not suppressing the blood lust and the killing intent that was leaking all over his body.
The roaming blades around blended through the crowd to resist fawning over his admirable display of abilities. But in their hearts, they were cheering for him and praising him to the highest.
Meanwhile, the rest were scared witless and finally remembered who Leon was before he became the most adored Prince six months ago.
He is the Barbaric Blood Prince, the Mad Dog of the Seirende Empire!
The men who were filled with valiant energy a while ago felt weak on their knees. Fortunately, they were on their horses, so they only have to do their best not to let go of their swords which stayed frozen from the last position.
