His tone was even. Unshaken.
He turned on his heel and walked away, Crown Prince Aelric following beside him.
He didn't glance back.
But he could still feel Palace Master Hugh's gaze boring into his back.
As Max walked beside Aelric, his thoughts lingered on Palace Master Hugh's open hostility.
He muttered under his breath. "The Master of the Divine Palace hates me for some reason."
Aelric chuckled. "Hehe. I know why he hates you."
Max turned to him, his curiosity piqued. "What?"
Aelric smirked, clearly enjoying the mystery. "Heh—"
But before he could finish his words...
BOOM!
A crushing pressure descended.
The air distorted. The very space shook.
The pressure slammed into Max—
But it was Aelric who, was walking beside him, was blown away.
Nothing happened to Max strangely.
No injuries. No pain.
Just a slight weight pressing on his shoulders.
But that didn't mean he would do nothing.
His eyes narrowed.
Instantly—his Three-Dimensional Body reacted.
