Lin Qi watched with immense amusement, while the atmosphere in the gorge abruptly became exceedingly strange.
Even the Punishment priests examining the icy gate suddenly stopped what they were doing. They turned around and looked at Ais Te and Arthur. This handsome man and beautiful woman were clinging tightly to each other, yet the expressions on both their faces carried an eerie air.
Obviously, "Ais Te" wanted Arthur to take his people and leave. She did not want anyone from the Temple of Punishment touching this gate.
And Arthur had made the Temple of Punishment's position equally clear. Since "Ais Te" had become his woman, this gate naturally became his gate as well. Whatever benefits lay beyond it, he, Arthur, Duke of North Sea, was bound to get a share—or perhaps seventy or eighty percent of it.
Twelve Punishment knights clad in golden armor, with purple magic-crystal Punishment emblems forged upon their chests, their divine might vastly more imposing than that of their nearby companions, silently shifted several steps sideways and surrounded Arthur and "Ais Te."
At "Ais Te's" side, only the silver elf Amy possessed any combat strength. As for the other maids, they were simply clergy members of the Temple of Punishment. Without a word, they retreated several steps, leaving "Ais Te" and Amy where they stood.
Arthur smiled with utter ease. "Darling, to help you, I spared no expense in assembling such a massive army. I even neglected the development of my own territory. I gambled everything to help you, and this is the attitude I get in return? You want me to leave? Before this miraculous gate, you want me to take my people and leave?"
Six vast, majestic auras erupted—deep as an abyss, grim as a prison, making souls tremble and leaving no room for