The square was dead silent.
Galapea stood quietly there, on top of the statue's pedestal.
Nikopolas blinked, then suddenly burst into hysterical laughter, rolling on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes.
He had never imagined that the phantom realm that had trapped him for thirty years would end in such a dramatic fashion.
It was completely unexpected.
After laughing for a long while, he stopped and looked appreciatively at the stunned crowd—
Misu was trapped in a spell, unable to move.
Luen's fate was unknown.
An elder knight was staring at the sword that lay in the center of the square.
Not far away, Red Leaf clenched her fists when she saw this scene, and turning her head, she discovered the Papalarians huddled behind a barrel, mumbling to themselves.
Only when she listened carefully to their words did she realize that they were muttering, "Don't look at me, don't look at me!" Red Leaf felt furious.
