Ungrateful Wretch

Paladins were indeed companions of justice, but to those of the evil faction, those bastards were more terrifying than demons. They might all look righteous and dignified, but underneath, they were ruthless as hell.

In short, Solam had suffered a huge loss this time. With his fiery temper, how could he possibly swallow it? Those inexplicable bastards had to die!

Unfortunately, someone on his side had betrayed him!

Well... calling it betrayal was not quite right. After all, they were legitimately engaged. Was it wrong for a future wife to protect her future husband?

Nothing wrong with that!

But Solam was still upset. What the hell was this?

Solam felt as though the cabbage in his own garden had been rooted up by Old Wang next door's pig. It was infuriating.

But then again, what could Solam do? Was he really supposed to take Isabella out too?

In the end, Solam angrily dispelled his fire elemental transformation and, with a displeased look, tore open his clothes to tend to his wounds. Fractures were truly troublesome. With his recovery abilities, injuries like these would hurt for a while at most and were no big deal. But the displacement after a bone broke was troublesome, especially around the ribs. Ordinary people simply could not reach that spot.

Watching Solam awkwardly spin in circles like a dog trying to bite its own tail, trying to see where he was hurt, Isabella immediately burst out laughing.

Solam instantly turned around and shot Isabella a vicious glare.

After being glared at by Solam, Isabella stuck out her tongue and hurried forward to help treat his wounds.

Bruce, standing behind her, was completely dumbfounded. What was going on? Why was his fiancée so familiar with this villain? And hadn't she been coerced?

Just then, the Trism