“Guh!”

When they had reached a distance where the Allied Forces couldn’t be seen any longer, Kim Seon-Hyeok spat out another mouthful of blood.

“Are you alright?”

He shook his head at Marek’s question as he wiped the dripping blood from his chin. 

“Do you think I look alright?”

“No, you don’t look like it.”

But, it looked like there was some effect of the Holy Kingdom’s priests pouring out their divine powers into him to the point of exhaustion. He was definitely better than how he looked before when he was unconscious and slumped over like a corpse.

However, he had exhausted himself again from arguing with the Holy Kingdom’s people and from flying through the sky when swords were thrown at them. By the time he reached his destination, he was unable to control his body.

“Indomitable Grand Duke!”

When he heard that the griffin had returned from the West, the Grand Duke of Iberia threw everything to the side and ran towards them. He was shocked when saw Kim Seon-Hyeok covered in blood. 

“What the hell is this?! And what is up with all that blood?! No, let’s hear what happened later. Let’s heal you first.”

Diego Velazquez bustled about as he ignored the blood on Seon-Hyeok’s body as he tried to help support him. 

Swish.

But, Kim Seon-Hyeok refused his help.

“What are you…”

“I’ll rest, but I have something to tell you before that.”

The Iberian Grand Duke’s complexion paled when blood leaked out of Seon-Hyeok’s mouth every time he s...