"Come on! Aren't you also a Blood Realm master? Let's have a friendly match!" Felix grinned, finding this old man more interesting than the previous ones sent after him.

To his surprise, the old man frantically waved his hands after regaining consciousness. He rambled, "No, no. I won't fight you! Everyone knows you can fight above your level. Even though we're in the same realm, if we fight, I'm dead for sure."

Felix scoffed. "As if not fighting would mean you're leaving here alive!"

Suddenly, the old man stood straight and raised his right hand to the sky with a solemn expression. "I, Selmer Zink, swear to heaven that from this moment on, I quit Elders' Council and will follow Felix Zeller's lead. May lightning strike me if I break this oath!"

What the hell? Felix was dumbfounded, wondering if things could really be this simple.

He blurted out, "Are you pulling my leg?"

Seeing Felix's irritation, Selmer spoke faster, "Sir, trust me. I've truly left Elders' Council. The Council