Vivienne and Fenric simply looked at each other in silence, neither speaking at first.
Then, Vivienne's lips curved into a faint smile.
Fenric returned the gesture with one of his own.
"Golden Saint King!"
Her smile vanished the moment she turned her gaze on Golden Sage King, her tone sharpening into steel.
"I don't know whether Shura is at fault, but you dared to trespass into my territory without authorization. That is a provocation against jadeveil itself. As a soldier of the Jadeveil Nation, I absolutely cannot ignore this!"
Golden Sage King's expression stiffened, his confidence faltering.
"Commander Song, what do you mean by this?" he demanded.
Both spoke in English.
Because of the Samsara space, English had become common languages; countless dungeons used them. Other small languages appeared only rarely. For most Samsaras, proficiency in these two tongues was essential.
"The meaning is simple." Vivienne's voice turned cold. "You're coming with me. Golden Sage King, I am officially detaining you for illegal entry. You may choose to resist—if you dare."
Golden Sage King's face darkened.
"Commander Song, don't forget my position in Willowland Republic. If you dare detain me, are you not afraid my country will declare war on Jadeveil Natii?"
Vivienne gave a disdainful laugh, lips curling.
"War? With you as the excuse? Hardly worthy."
"!!!"
Golden Sage King's face flushed blue with rage. His chest heaved as if he might explode—but in the end, he bit back his fury. He had no confidence to continue pressing.
Such was the sorrow of small nations.
"I hope you won't regret this decision," he spat, his words harsh—but his actions obedient. He raised his hands in surrender.
For all his bluster, Golden Sage King was not a fool. He knew full well the woman before him was terrifying beyond measure, far beyond what he could handle.
Vivienne glanced back at Fenric.
"Shura, I'll be taking him. You don't mind, do you?"
"Not at all." Fenric smiled faintly.
Vivienne gave a small nod, seized Golden Sage King, and flew off with him.
The so-called Golden Saint King, who had roared moments ago that he would kill Shura, now appeared utterly cooperative as Vivienne led him away. Deep down, regret gnawed at him—regret for ever chasing Shura into Jadeveil land. He had no idea what price he would have to pay to return home.
Soon, the figures of Vivienne and Golden Sage King vanished from sight.
Fenric let out a quiet sigh.
Aurora Morwyn was indeed a wise woman.
From start to finish, she had never once embarrassed him, never even asked about his true identity.
Afterward, Fenric summoned the Mark VII armor, suited up, and took to the skies once more.
By the time he returned home, it was already past nine in the evening.
He powered on his computer, intending to research strategies for the 11th floor of the Samsara Tower—only to discover he had become the hottest search topic online.
The internet was flooded with videos of his battle against Golden Sage King.
Comment sections overflowed with reactions:
"Holy sh*t! Did he just level a building with one palm? Is this the true power of the Great God Shura?"
"This combat strength is insane."
"Wait, isn't that guy in the shorts and red cape the Golden Saint King from Willowland Republic?"
"It is him! Who else would dress like such a clown?"
"Say what you will, the Golden Saint King is still strong. He's ranked 96th on the top 100 list, right? And Shura not only tied with him but even seemed to have the upper hand. That's terrifying!"
"Ugh, I'm a little disappointed in Shura's looks though. He just seems like some random passerby. I always imagined a peerless, handsome figure."
"Idiot. Do you really think that's his real face? The Willowland Republic police already announced that the guy shown is some no-name local. Obviously, Shura used special props to disguise himself."
"Yeah, I saw that notice too. They even claimed Shura ran to Soule to kill people and that's why Golden Sage King fought him."
"Hahaha, Willowland netizens are hilarious. A while ago they insisted Shura was one of them, now they're saying it was all a misunderstanding sparring match."
"Soon enough, everything in the world will apparently belong to the Willowland Republic."
"Back to the real point—Shura fought the Golden Sage King and gained the upper hand. That's the real headline!"
"What about the follow-up? Who actually won!?"
"Tongue for follow-up!!"
Before long, the official channels released breaking news:
[The 'Golden Saint King' of Willowland Republic has been arrested by Jadeveil's military on suspicion of illegal entry.]
The internet erupted instantly.
"What the hell? Didn't he just fight Shura in Soule? How was he suddenly arrested here?"
"Don't tell me… Shura dragged him back himself? If that's true, Shura is even scarier than we thought."
"Come on, be serious. Even if Shura could fly, he's not as fast as Golden Sage King. If Golden Sage King wanted to escape, he could've."
"Unless Shura used a special item to capture him!?"
"Think, people. If Shura had caught him, would the officials phrase the announcement like that?"
"Exactly. Jadeveil has plenty of top experts. It's more likely the Golden Sage King chased Shura across the border, and that's when our military detained him."
"Makes sense. After all, Jadeveil has dozens of masters ranked in the top 100."
"Still, this arrest could have international consequences."
"Unless the Cindralock Dominion gets involved, what's there to shake?"
The entire network buzzed with speculation.
Rumors already claimed that Shura's overall strength had surpassed A-rank, making him the only one at that level on the 10th floor of the Samsara Tower. With the release of tonight's video, public curiosity about his power soared.
Fenric had once again become the center of worldwide attention.