Chapter 13

Chapter 1: Ryle in Jadren's Body

IN A DESERTED and barren alley, two people were present: a dying young man who was laying on the ground and an old man waiting for the death of the other. The former was Jadren, the young master of Hlezel Family; burns, bloods, and bruises were all over his body. At this moment, he was hardly catching his breath; tears were seemingly endless as it continuously flowed out from his eyes.

"Be grateful, as you are fated to protect the Land of Lahell," the grinning old man who was staring at Jadren said; he was the culprit behind Jadren's miserable state.

"Curse on you!" Jadren could only helplessly say it in his mind; he didn't have any strength left to open his mouth. "How I wish I was stronger..."

Jadren could feel that he only had a minute or so 'till his life would come to an end; the thought made him cry harder. He was a good man and was cautious on his every move, so he was confident that he offended no one. Regarding on what he had done to deserve h
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