Breathing sounds in the distance were distinctly audible in the cold.
A handsome man was sitting alone in an ancient village, listening.
Nearby, a red crow was flapping its wings restlessly while watching everything.
The man suddenly moved, making a grasping motion in the air.
The red crow was instantly torn apart!
An angry voice came from outside the village. "Ivan! Don't think that no one dares to act against you just because you are the son of the Great Elven King!"
"We found the Secret Garden first! Do you think you can defeat all of us alone?"
Powerful silhouettes could be seen in the surroundings of the Ancient Village.
The words came from the Wizard who had been controlling the crow.
He was a Half-Legend Wizard, and his words simply had no worth in front of Ivan, the Elven War Saint.
Ivan simply ignored him.
He only continued sitting calmly in the middle of the village with a determined expression.
