Meanwhile, on a Material Plane, a young Saint returned from training in the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.
Before he left for the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, he had only been an Eighth-level Warrior. The woman he loved belonged to an imperial noble family, whose ancestor was a powerful Saint.
Naturally, her family looked down on a boy who was merely an Eighth-level Warrior, so he had no choice but to train in the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.
Today, he arrived in the Imperial Capital in high spirits, ready to ask for his beloved Aurelia's hand in marriage. When he reached the entrance to her family's estate, he discovered that it was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers.
He hurriedly stopped a spectator and asked, "What's going on here?"
"The eldest daughter of the Marquis' Mansion is marrying the empire's Saint prince today. You're in luck. They'll even be handing out gifts later!"
Boom-
Nothing remained in the young man's world but a thunderous roar. He knew perfectly well that his beloved was the eldest daughter of the Marquis' Mansion. How could she possibly be marrying an imperial prince now?
"Impossible, impossible."
When the old beggar who had just answered him saw the young man shout and charge into the Marquis' Mansion, he knew trouble was coming and hurried away.
Just as we were discussing that matter, the slain prince's ancestor sensed his grandson's death through an ordinary object I had given him.
That Deity had lost face, so naturally, he would let the matter rest. He directly ordered the Saints under my command to surround that mountain. I simply believed that mysterious object could not protect this Saint for the rest of his life.
The Marquis, a Saint, looked at Locke. Although Locke had become a Saint