Flames started soaring above Juan’s head. Haild immediately pulled Elkiehl out and stepped back upon seeing the flames. Just like what had happened a few days ago, the flames fluttered in columns and took the form of an enormous horn. Haild widened the distance between himself and Juan as soon as he could, but the back of his hand still ended up becoming red due to the burning heat.

“Your Majesty!” Haild cried out impatiently.

But Juan stood still without answering Haild. Only then did Haild realize that Juan’s arms were twitching as if he was convulsing.

Juan gritted his teeth in pain; it felt like his brain was melting due to the heat. It wasn’t long before his teeth cracked with a terrible sound and blood flowed down his cheeks. After that, even the blood running down his cheek started burning with red smoke. Juan felt as if someone had thrusted red hot iron inside his head.

The pain he was feeling was beyond anything anyone could ever imagine. What he felt couldn’t simply be described as pain—the flames were burning fiercely, as if it was to burn Juan’s soul and nerves to make him lose his mind.

Juan groaned and clenched his teeth even harder as he attempted to bear the pain. He thought that it was rather fortunate that his teeth...