NovelEnglishXzavion and Thora were taken aback.
They turned around, frowning.
"what are you doing?" the fake James asked.
"Are you unhappy with my decision, or are you disappointed in me?" "No," Xzavion replied, bowing.
"It's just that after going through so much, I'm exhausted by these conspiracies.
I just want to be with the woman I love every day." Hearing this, the fake James trembled with anger.
In his plan, Xzavion and Wyot were crucial.
Now, Wyot wanted to resign and leave him.
If Xzavion left too, how could he maintain his prestige as the fake James? Once he returned, two powerhouses would be gone.
How would the entire Jademora Empire and all the realms perceive him? "Xzavion," Rebella said as she appeared next to the fake James.
"Master has just returned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIs this how you're going to treat your friend who has gone through life and death with you?" "Because he's my friend who has gone through life and death with me, I made this decision," Xzavion replied, staring at Rebella.
Enunciating each word, he said, "If His Highness hadn't returned, I would have annihilated the Doom Race and dragged Wyot down.
I would take his place as the War King.
"Now that His Highness is back, the empire has a leader.
I can finally do what I want." Then, Xzavion looked at the fake James.
"James, if you really considera friend, you won't stop me.
Instead, you will support me.
Isn't that right?" These words put the fake James in an awkward position.
Wasn't he pretending to be James? The real James would rather becenemies with the entire Genesis World and Yehria for his wife.
Now, Xzavion was willing to give up everything for his woman.
He was doing the sthing.
Under Rebella's gaze, the fake James' face twitched.
After a while, he sighed and nodded.
"As you wish.
But I will leave the position for you.
When you're done traveling, hurry up and cback." Then, Xzavion bowed to the fake James before pulling Thora along.
He glanced at the real James and left in a hurry.
At this point, the grudges between the Doom Race and the New Shahrzad Dynasty were finally over.
Awhile later, the fake James tumed to look at James and the others.
"I'm sorry for what happened.
The empire's affairs are really troubling me.
Now, I just want to have a few drinks with you.
After all, it has been so many years since we last saw each other." James smiled.
"Sure.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI like your Chaos Absinthe.
Don't tellyou don't have it." Upon hearing the nof the wine, the fake James was taken aback.
Then, he laughed and said, "Of course, I have it." After that, he turned O around and initated James tone of speech and mannerisms, conveying greetings and hugging each of the war kings. He could also recount their relationships and histories accurately.
Although it appeared flawless, it was deliberate and hilarious to James.
In the fifth layer of Forladtt Land, in a huge palace in the void, a beautifum woman in a white robe with her face covered was sitting on a dazzling zafu. She was surrounded by Quasar Light.
Her long hair swayed even though there was no wind.
She looked extremely pure, like a holy goddess.
At this moment, the door of the palace opened.
A beautiful being in a green robe entered.
Chancellor, the matter has been settled.” Upon hearing that, the m mysterious goddess sitting on the zafu slowly opened her eyes. X
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