"Don't try to provoke me. It won't work."
Phield remained completely unfazed. If the person was truly a newcomer as Jamie claimed, there was no way she would look down on him. After all, he was a lord who possessed a third tier Divine Chosen.
Jamie was simply trying to make him prove his strength so she could figure out a way to escape.
"Let's go take a look at the achievements you've made in Ram Territory. Ophelia, have the corpse horde remain dormant here."
Taking out several black robes and handing one to each person, Phield led the group toward Ram Territory.
Avoiding rebel patrols along the way, they reached the border of Ram Territory by evening.
The Ram Territory plains had once been a prosperous and peaceful land. Now they were filled with screams and bloodshed. Corpses lay scattered everywhere like discarded rags.
Approach any area, and a flock of crows would erupt into the sky.
