With a flash of Sword Light, an elder wearing a black robe with gray hair and a youthful face suddenly appeared in front of James.

As soon as he appeared, the Alcide beings on the battlefield, who were originally ready to fight to the death, immediately knelt in reverence. Seeing this, James narrowed his eyes into slits, his hands still clasped behind his back.

“Xalvador Douglas!” the Divine Marius murmured. Then, he quickly transmitted a message to James. “Master, this is Sir Xalvador. He is