Li's pupils contracted slightly. The man before him was truly powerful—powerful enough to rival him. Even so, Li did not believe he would lose to him.
"Bradman!" Akil cried softly. "What bad luck. Good thing we didn't make a move just now, or we might've lost our lives."
Li froze for a moment. In fact, he had found no trace of that name in August's memories. Akil sighed and said, "Bradman is the only son of Alvarez, Grand Duke of the Alvarez Principality. He was sent to be trained by Lord Zeref when he was young. And who is Lord Zeref? Before long, Bradman became a famous knight protector of the Ankhseram Church."
"Oh?" Li's heart stirred as he searched through August's memories and found an explanation of the Ankhseram Church. This was the faith founded by Zeref, and it had practically dominated the entire continent.
Of course, that was only what the Ankhseram Church claimed. In truth, it had merely dominated the south.
What puzzled Li even more was that Ankhseram was clearly a supreme god, so why had Zeref founded a religion in that god's name? After all, Zeref had become what he was because of Ankhseram...
At that moment, a woman stood beside Bradman. Bradman was around six feet tall, and the woman was also quite tall, only half a head shorter than him. Her icy face showed not the slightest expression. She swept her eyes over the people around her as though none of them interested her, but when she saw Li, she frowned faintly.
At that moment, one of Bradman's guards stepped forward and whispered something to the woman, who shook her head.
Yet Li heard it clearly. The guard had actually asked, "Did that fat man affect your mood? Shall I kill him and