The Legendary Man novel Chapter 713

The Legendary Man Chapter 713-Even Vicador was slightly taken aback when he heard the voice.

Turning his head around, he saw an old man with a big, bushy beard in a suit slowly walking over from the end of the corridor.

“Grandpa!” shouted Antoine the moment he noticed the elderly man.

Vicador and Aidan, who dared not take the matter lightly, also trotted over to bow respectfully to the old man. “Greetings, Mr. Ivanov!”

Not only was the elderly man before them of high status, but he also had an aura so intense that people would be compelled to kneel before him.

Ivanov, who had saved Antoine at River Onxy with just an illusionary clone, was one of the four Divine Realm experts of Remdik.

If he wanted to, he could kill the people in front of him in just the blink of an eye.

The tsar would not bat an eye even if Vicador, the general of the Remdikian Southern Army, died, much less Aidan of the Medved Army.

Slap!

After sending Vicador violently into the wall, Ivanov slowly retracted his hand. There was nothing but indifference and stillness in his eyes. “Do you know why you were hit, Vicador?”

“I do, Sir,” replied Vicador tremblingly after getting up. “We ruined the tsar’s plan and hindered the Remdikian army from entering Doveston because we rushed to see Jonathan.”

“So you’re well aware,” stated Ivanov calmly before swiftly pulling a gold bottle out of his storage ring. “This is the holy water I got from the tsar. You and Alexander should tend to your wounds first.” After handing the bottle to Antoine, Ivanov shifted his attention back to Vicador. “The Chanaean cultivators who entered Remdik got away, didn’t they?”

“We only managed to kill one because they were too many of them. We would’ve died if we had taken them head-on. Jonathan was the worst among them; he was able to use Pryncyp to—”

Before Vicador could finish his explanation, Ivanov gestured for him to stop. “I don’t want to hear your nonsense. I’ll deal with Jonathan. The reason I’m here is to inform you of the tsar’s decision. From this day onward, you’ll be relieved of your position as the general of the Remdikian Southern Army and become an advisor to the Medved Army instead. You’ll take Alexander’s place until he recovers. In addition, Charleigh’s troop has suffered heavy losses after running into the Chanaean cultivators, so you’re to pick the Superior Realm cultivators from the Medved Army, Snow Wolf Army, and the other two troops and send them to Charleigh’s laboratory.”

“Are we sending people there again?” Aidan lifted his head to question Ivanov, who then attacked him with immense spiritual energy by just giving him a look.

Immediately, Aidan vomited a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, feeling as if he was hit with a sledgehammer.

“Don’t question the tsar’s decision unless you wish to die.”

“Yes, Sir…” responded Aidan in pain while lying on the ground.

As for Vicador, who was next to Aidan, he dared not even look up.

“You’ve probably gotten too comfortable being in charge of the borders of Merania and Chanaea. If this happens again, I’ll save the tsar the trouble and kill you myself,” said Ivanov as he slowly walked past the two.

“Let us send you off, Mr. Ivanov.”