Chapter6-Tear His Mouth Apart

"Let's go!"

With a fierce resolve, Alan stormed off with Isabella, heading straight for the Virtue Pavilion.

Along the way, many mages looked on with complex expressions.

Alan, the former heir of House Roan, had contributed greatly to its glory.

Yet now, not only had he lost his title, but his mana core had also been shattered in battle, reducing him to a useless state, unable to wield magic.

Some wondered if he'd even be able to maintain his current level of strength over time.

The once-brilliant prodigy of House Roan had fallen from grace, leaving many lamenting his fate.

"Brother, let it go. The deputy butler and William are both there. If you go, you'll suffer for it." Isabella, worried by Alan's angry demeanor, tugged at his hand, urging him to turn back.

Alan patted Isabella's hand. "Even if both of them come at me together, they're no match for me. Since when has your brother ever suffered a loss?"