"It was you."
Velin pointed at Orlando and laughed outright from sheer anger. He should have thought of it long ago. He should have thought of it the moment he discovered him.
"Did that brat Hebrew know about this?"
When Orlando heard that, he silently lowered his head and did not answer directly.
"Good!"
"You've gotten bold. You two brothers think your wings are fully grown now, daring to team up and deceive me."
Watching the silent Orlando, Velin pointed at the distant Low-tier Soul Intent arcanist and said expressionlessly, "Get over here."
The Low-tier Soul Intent arcanist, who had been preparing to sneak away, heard this and came before Velin in fear and trepidation. He bowed and saluted. "Supreme Commander."
"Go out to sea and bring Hebrew back to me."
When he heard that order, the Low-tier Soul Intent arcanist froze on the spot. Leaving aside Hebrew's status, his strength alone was not something he could contend with.
"What are you standing there for? Do I have to invite you?"
Meeting the Supreme Commander's devouring expression, the Low-tier Soul Intent arcanist no longer dared hesitate. He bowed and saluted, then flew toward the military camp, preparing to first trick a few helpers into coming along.
Going alone was honestly a little too frightening. If a group went, he could at least muster some courage.
When the guards standing watch around them saw this scene, they all lowered their heads, their hearts full of unease, afraid they would be caught in the crossfire.
"Come with me."
Hearing this, Orlando did not dare say anything and slowly followed.
After Velin and Orlando left, the High-tier Gold Arcanist hiding nearby and pretending to be invisible only felt that the atmosphere on the island was about to change.
"Senior Brother, do you think