The Regressed Mercenary's Machinations

Chapter 587

Ghislain lost his balance and fell from the saddle of the Black King.

"Commander!"

"My lord!"

"Your Grace!"

Knights fighting nearby rushed to his aid, quickly lifting him up.

One of the knights, flustered, asked, "What’s happening? Are you hurt? Do you have an illness?"

It wasn’t the first time Ghislain had collapsed during a battle, but that had always been after the fight was over. Never before had he suddenly coughed up blood and collapsed mid-fight.

Ghislain shook his head and said, "Enough... Finish the rest of them...."

He had once again manipulated the flow of the world despite his body not being in peak condition. The backlash was immense, as expected from using such overwhelming power.

By now, Ghislain understood the Salvation Order's true goal: finding their king and the relics. They had already found the relics, leaving only this so-called king.

Even if Gatros lost his power and influence, he would never abandon his mission. In fact, he might become even more desperate to find the king.

"The king..."

If the one the Salvation Order sought was the adversary he had seen in his dreams, the title of "king" might indeed be fitting. Ghislain had never encountered someone as powerful as that adversary in his lifetime.

"The relic... does it want Gatros to find the adversary?"

If not, there would be no reason for the relic to save Gatros. This only made Ghislain's thoughts more tangled.

The Saintess and the adversary were enemies.

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