"What...What do you want?!" Foster looked at Bexia walking towards him in fear and took a step back, but the stone wall behind him left him with nowhere to retreat.

"Please, spare me. I am the Duke of Asman. I can give you great wealth. Please don't kill me..." In the face of death, Foster started begging for mercy, especially when faced with Bexia's cold and disdainful gaze. His hairs stood on end, feeling as if his whole body, even his soul, was being seen through. Cold sweat dripped down his back and forehead uncontrollably.

Bexia took a few steps forward and suddenly turned to walk towards Kervi, who had been knocked unconscious earlier, leaving Foster unable to catch his breath.

"Hmm?!" Bexia picked up the staff dropped by Kervi earlier and looked at the crystal on top of it with fascination. Then, with force, he crushed the sturdy staff into powder in his hand. At the same time, the huge crystal on top also fell apart, revealing hexagonal gems the size of a thumb.

"Isina's power!" Bexia murmured softly before putting the gem into the spatial pocket.

At that moment, black magic power on Bexia's body trembled violently. His body froze for a moment and then he collapsed forward as if losing all his strength. Fortunately, he used his hand to support himself in time, otherwise, he would have landed in an embarrassing posture.

When the power disappeared, so did the changes on Bexia's body, which shrank like a deflated garment. His long hair slowly returned to its original length.

"What happened to me?!" Bexia looked at his body, feeling a deep sense of weakness spreading from within. He didn't have much memory of what just happened, although he had a vague sense of it, there was no direct memory at all.

After a while, Bexia finally regained his composure. He slowly stood up from the ground, glanced at Foster not far away, picked up Kres, which had fallen on the ground, and the blade radiated brilliance once again as it returned to its owner's hand. The magic blade looked dazzling at this moment.

"Wait!" Ophelia's voice stopped Bexia in his tracks. She looked at him with a serious expression and said, "Although he deserves to die, now is not the time to kill him."

"...Alright, I'll listen to you, Sister Ophelia!" Bexia's tone was still tinged with the cold feeling from earlier, as if he was dissatisfied with Ophelia stopping him.

"I can't explain it now, but these two people really cannot be killed!" Ophelia immediately explained even though she also deeply hated these two people, she couldn't easily let them die here.

"I understand!" Bexia seemed to feel that something was off with his previous situation. He nodded at Ophelia with a smile. Seeing him at this moment, Ophelia felt a strong sense of familiarity. This was the Bexia she knew.

Bexia used his battle blade to free the two girls from the magical chains. However, Long Momo still had weak magic lingering on her, so Bexia had to support her, or else she wouldn't be able to walk.

"Are you okay?" Bexia helped Long Momo up and asked.

"I'm fine! Thanks to you, Betty." Long Momo leaned her head against him and fell asleep.

"Sis Dragon... Sis Dragon..." Bexia called her twice but received no response. Meanwhile, Ophelia used a special anti-magic device to restrain Foster and the unconscious Kervi.

*Cough* Ophelia lightly coughed as a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. In terms of injuries, she was not lightly hurt. She had been heavily struck by the powerful Yasha, although she managed to block it with a sword, the impact penetrated into her internal organs.

"What happened to you, Sister Ophelia?" Bexia, holding Long Momo, asked Ophelia with concern.

"It's nothing serious." Ophelia shook her head, indicating that she was fine. At the same time, she took out several bottles of potions from her spatial wrist and handed one of them to Bexia.

"This is a secret medicine for healing injuries!"

"I'm fine. Sis Dragon doesn't seem to be injured either, except for being affected by weak magic!"

"That's good!" Ophelia said, opening a bottle of green potion and taking a drink. After a few seconds, her face became much rosier.

"Bexia, what just happened to you? Why did you look like that?" Ophelia hesitated for a moment before asking.

"I have no idea what happened," Bexia shook her head.

Ophelia couldn't help but examine Bexia closely. Did she really have no idea what just happened?

"Is there something you're hiding from me?"

"No, I really don't know what happened."

"Never mind," Ophelia looked at the somewhat foolish Bexia and pushed aside her intrusive thoughts. Everyone has their secrets, and it would be too much to break them open. It might only strain their relationship.

"Ophelia, how do you plan to handle them?" Bexia looked at Foster and the others and asked.

"Let's take them back first! I don't want to deal with this anymore. Let those above us handle it!" Ophelia's tired eyes revealed her exhaustion. The things she learned today had taken a toll on her mentally and physically, and she just wanted to go back to her room and get a good night's sleep.

Later on, Ophelia used a signal flare to call the military, instructing them to protect the scene and handle the fallen officers. They also had to provide medical treatment for the unconscious officers.

"You've done a great service this time, Bexia. I will report it to the king when we return."

"I'll follow Ophelia's lead!" Bexia glanced at Dragon Mo Mo sleeping behind her and asked, "What about Sis Dragon? It seems like the shrine was destroyed. Will she have a place to sleep when we go back?!"

"Hehe! Do you think I would let you sleep on the streets when you're following me?" Ophelia chuckled lightly.

"It will be fun when Mo Mo wakes up. Now that the shrine is in ruins, what will she do in the future?"

By the time they returned to Asman City, it was already almost dawn. Ophelia immediately arranged for the two of them to stay in the reception area of the palace, while she went to find her father. She wasn't going to report the events that happened, but rather ask about something that had been weighing on her mind!

She wanted to know how her mother really died.

As for Bexia, after setting Dragon Mo Mo down, she returned to her room. She quickly washed off the mud from her body, changed into clean pajamas, and lay down on the bed, falling asleep. However, this time, she had a strange dream...