The Wolf’s Bride

Chapter 1489

Registus thought about it and said, “Andrius, based on what you said, it’s unlikely that the person who appeared at the critical moment and rescued Norvin is the Progenitor Emperor.

“After all, the ancient martial families like the Swallows have always been a thorn in Florence’s side. They abuse their power to bully others, cause turmoil, and tarnish Florence’s reputation. The Progenitor Emperor wouldn’t save such people.”

Andrius smiled wryly. “I hope it’s not the Progenitor Emperor.”

If it were really the Progenitor Emperor, things would become troublesome.

Andrius thought about it but could not come up with any conclusion. “Registus, take me to the library. I want to see if I can find any information about the Progenitor Emperor.”

“Sure.”

The two headed toward the library.

In the wilderness, a dark figure darted swiftly, covering vast distances with each leap.

Upon close inspection, the figure was carrying another person under their arm. It was the black- robed person who had rescued Norvin from Andrius.

After a while, the person found a cave and darted inside. He carefully placed the unconscious Norvin down and immediately began to heal him.

Half an hour passed.

“Phew...” The black-robed person let out a long breath.

Norvin slowly opened his eyes.

He assessed the situation and instantly understood what happened, then quickly expressed his gratitude to the black-robed person, “Thank you for saving my life. I’m deeply grateful. If you have any instructions, I’ll do my best to fulfill them!”

The black-robed person glanced at him, his eyes gleaming. “Norvin Swallow, do you want revenge?”

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Norvin was slightly stunned, then gritted his teeth and said, “Andrius has gone too far. He has repeatedly targeted the Swallows... If you hadn’t intervened, I would’ve already perished at his hands.

“I want nothing more than to peel off his skin, then eat his flesh and drink his blood! You asked me if I wanted revenge? Of course, I do! But...”

Norvin shook his head, his expression dimming. “Andrius has already climbed the Divine Steps. Even with my family’s formation, I’m no match for him. Wanting revenge is easier said than done...”

After Norvin finished speaking, he suddenly had a speculation.

When this mysterious figure fought against Andrius, he clearly suppressed the latter. That indicated that his strength was even more profound and unfathomable than Andrius’.

Since he was asking that question, that meant...

At that thought, Norvin raised his head and met the black-robed person’s approving gaze. “You still have some spirit.”

The person nodded and said, “Good. I can help you.”

Norvin’s heart surged with excitement. “You mean...”

“I have a force that can contend with the elite Lycantroops.” The black-robed person said proudly, “I’ll hand them over to you to command. Don’t disappoint my expectations.”

“Contend with the Lycantroops?” Norvin gasped at those words, then shook his head repeatedly. “Impossible. Absolutely impossible!

“Although the Lycantroops are only a million strong, they’ve never been defeated. They’re known as the whip of God in other countries and the hand of God in Florence. Their officers, generals, and soldiers are all united. They’re invincible with their strong armor and sharp weapons.”

In the end, Norvin shook his head and said, “I believe that you can easily kill Andrius, but I find it hard to believe that you have a force that can contend with the Lycantroops.”