"Eliezer Pine?"
Julius Reed blinked, somewhat taken aback, "When did she go back?"
"Half an hour ago! I was training the Wolf Cavalry when Eliezer Pine, on your behalf, came directly to Demarco Mount's main camp and seized control!"
On the phone, Cold Nelson spoke anxiously, "The Wolf Cavalry is the fundamental backbone of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, a sacred weapon! But..."
"Give the phone to Eliezer Pine."
Julius Reed's expression darkened, his voice tinged with murderous intent.
Eliezer Pine.
He hoped she hadn't betrayed him.
"Wolf Cavalry, heed my command! The person on the other end of the phone is the Holy Master! Now, the Holy Master demands to speak with Eliezer Pine! Anyone who disobeys will be torn asunder by horses!"
Cold Nelson's roar boomed from within.
The noisy clamor instantly dissipated.
Thirty seconds later.
A familiar voice came from inside.
"Holy Master."
Eliezer Pine's voice was stern.
