“Allardland is something else to warrant a personal appearance from me! But don’t think too highly of yourselves, for it’s not significant enough to boast about,” Decanus declared with a cold laugh.
Upon seeing that the man had arrived, Nate took a deep breath. His hands abruptly clenched, upon which rays of white light began swirling around him.
The ground slowly cracked open. From beneath it, a seven-foot longsword came into view before him. He then unclenched his hands and grabbed hold of it.
“Justice Sword?” Ezequiel promptly exclaimed following that sight.
Justice Sword of Allardland was an heirloom that had been passed down through generations since the establishment of the country.
It had always been safeguarded by the prime minister to be used to topple inept rulers and treacherous officials, thus ensuring Allardland’s infinite existence.
Because all the kings throughout history had been wise and virtuous, it had never been used.
Ezequiel knew about the existence of Justice Sword, but that was his first time laying eyes on it.
Unexpectedly, it had become a divine weapon to save Allardland at that moment.
Wielding Justice Sword, Nate stepped forward and swiftly launched a strike with it.
With this single slash of the sword, interminable light blanketed the entire place.
Justice Sword was indeed formidable.
Much like a wild horse in gallop, the grand and majestic sea of light surged forth, headed straight toward Decanus.
The world around paled, the sun and moon losing their brilliance.
Decanus’ eyes narrowed slightly. He likewise took a step forward and swung the long sword in his hand out.
At that moment, the contemptuous expression had vanished from his face.
Boom!
The sea of light was shattered in an instant, transforming into countless streaks of light that vanished without a trace.
Nate stumbled back ceaselessly, each step taking him hundreds of meters backward. Before he had even regained his feet, Decanus had already swung out the long sword he held once again.
Boom!
In response, Nate swung Justice Sword in his hand with all his might. A glaring flash of light sparked to life.
As the two blades and sword energies collided, the entire imperial city was reduced to rubble.
Decanus’ body was instantly propelled tens of kilometers back, and the long sword in his hand shattered into countless pieces in the process.
Everyone felt a swell of elation deep within.
His sword has shattered! From the looks of it, while Prince Decanus himself has come, he’s still no match for Mr. Cordova!
Conversely, a glimmer of despair flashed across Nate’s eyes right then.
The divine totem shattered with a thunderous crash, and he collapsed to the ground, his expression frightfully grim.
He looked at Justice Sword in his hand, only to see that cracks had begun manifesting.
Soon, it shattered into pieces.
The expressions of joy that initially adorned everyone’s faces froze in place.
It was only then that they finally realized that Nate had been defeated.
Decanus, on the other hand, was unscathed, his figure reappearing before everyone once more.
In the face of him, everyone stared blankly at one another.
Even after Mr. Cordova had used Justice Sword, he still couldn’t inflict any harm on this teenager standing before him! How are we to fight this battle?
“Mr. Cordova, can you…”
Ezequiel looked at Nate, wishing to ask if he could still fight. But seeing the man’s state, he ultimately couldn’t bring himself to voice the question.
He shifted his gaze back to Inmensas. Sensing his eyes on him, the latter quickly shook his head in repudiation.
“Abbot Inmensas, can you-”
As soon as Denzel began speaking, Inmensas hastily interrupted, “Prince Denzel, I truly can’t fight anymore. It’s not that I fear death, but if I were to die, there would be no one left to guide you in understanding the holy scripture and recovering the memories of your previous life.”
Everyone fell silent. At that moment, it felt as if there was a great boulder weighing on their chests.
The dozens of experts of Allardland all went silent.
They were all trump cards of Allardland, yet their appearance amounted to no avail.
Right then, everyone fixed their gazes on Cedric since he was the crown prince.
Presently, nobody knew where Bernard had gone. Thus, Cedric had the final say over the whole of Allardland.
Cedric felt immensely pressured, but he was utterly clueless about what to do either.
