As the words rang through the air, Veron could not help but roar, "You're all disgusting! Just tell the truth that you want the magical bow, instead of making up these excuses!"

As the final word rang through the air, Veron let go of Bowen's arm. She gripped her long sword, soaring into the air and piercing it in the direction of the army riders' leader.

Veron was known for her short temper, and there was no way she was going to tolerate such slander.

"Tsk tsk…"

The leader let out a chuckle,