"Since you don't plan on making a move, I'll take these people off your hands."
When that obviously targeted Luo Zhen, Loki stepped forward.
Vast magical power surged from him, immediately drawing everyone's attention.
"Then I'll..."
Frey hurriedly tried to say something, but Loki cut her off.
"Just watch from there."
Loki said this to Frey in an unquestionable tone, then glanced at Luo Zhen.
"Let me show you how strong I am now. Come, Cherub."
At Loki's call, the Cherub behind him raised its head. With a clanking mechanical sound, it came before Loki.
"Oh?"
Luo Zhen raised an eyebrow, then suddenly smiled. He said nothing, simply standing there and watching.
When Irori, Yaya, and Koko saw that Luo Zhen had no intention of making a move, they likewise remained where they were, merely staying on guard.
Loki walked alone toward Abain's group, causing a slight commotion among the surrounding spectators.
"Could Fimbulwinter really not be planning to make a move?"
"Could that 'Sword Emperor' be planning to steal Fimbulwinter's prey?"
"This is getting interesting."
Conversations like these gradually arose in the stands.
It seemed that everyone had assumed Luo Zhen would be Abain's group's opponent, never expecting Loki to be the one to step forward in the end.
Even Abain's expression darkened slightly as he spoke.
"Planning to become Fimbulwinter's lackey, 'Sword Emperor'?"
Abain questioned Loki like that.
What he received in return was a cold snort from Loki.
"Who's that guy's lackey?" Loki said coldly. "I just happen to need some opponents to properly test my current strength, while you people aren't worth his attention—not even enough to make him want to lift a finger. So I've reluctantly come over to take you off his hands."
Upon hearing this, Abain instantly grew furious.
"You'll pay the price