"What!"
Jex Kensington's hand trembled, and he pierced through a page of the ancient book.
He hurriedly stood up, tossed the book aside, and strode to the entrance of the main hall.
"Say that again!"
"Lord Somerset..."
"No need to speak further." Jex Kensington extended his hand, gesturing the guard to stop talking.
Because.
He had already seen three heads being held aloft.
Dead people, not frightening.
In times of chaos, death was all too common.
But Potter Somerset is dead!
Although Jex Kensington was an inspector, he couldn't afford to provoke the brother of Potter Somerset!
That was one of the three most powerful people in the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance!
Seamus Somerset!
The so-called Saint Cold Nelson had no authority at all!
Nothing but a puppet.
The real controllers of the situation were the two Great Inspectors and the King of the Military Department.
The King of the Military Department was Seamus Somerset!
