For some reason, just a glance from Lionel Yeager made the five Divine Punishment Sword Masters feel a tremendous sense of oppression.
The King of Berserk hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over, saying, "Brother Yeager, don't mind these guys. Let's go inside!"
Lionel Yeager nodded and then withdrew his gaze, following the King of Berserk into the manor.
Reginald Weston and the others followed them inside.
Not until Lionel Yeager entered the manor,
did the five Divine Punishment Sword Masters let out a sigh of turbid air, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.
"Sword Master, what do you think of this kid's strength?"
The Demon Hunting Hunter asked.
"I'm not sure either,"
replied the Divine Punishment Sword Master with a shake of his head and a frown, "However, I felt the same terrifying sense of oppression from this kid as I do from the Empress!"
"Me too,"
the Demon Hunting Hunter nodded in agreement, "I'm afraid this kid is really not to be underestimated."
