Chapter 81: Stop!

"Oh? Is that so?" Jaden Waller spoke, calm and unruffled. "You're on death's doorstep and still pretending to be composed!" Raymond Zorn sneered. "The Zorn Garrison isn't some ordinary force. We are an iron-blooded army, forged on the front lines at the border. Even a Grandmaster would have to crawl out of here on his knees after facing us!" The Zorn Garrison was his final and greatest trump card. Alexander Zorn, the Zorn family's old ancestor, also smiled. His expression settled, no longer as...