A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5312

Watching Ararat leave, Jared felt a mix of emotions.

Lyra hurried to his side, worry glinting in her dark eyes. “Jared, are you hurt?”

Jared shook his head, then glanced at Corin, who junior disciples were lifting. ”Master Morden, how do you fare?”

Though his face stayed pale, Corin managed a weary smile. “I’m fine. However, Lester will not give up easily. We are in big trouble.”

Flaxseed scratched at his chin, gaze drifting toward the horizon. “That geezer has woven roots through level five for years. Should he rally every sect he knows, even Mr. Goizeder’s shield may bend.”

Jared offered no reply. He could sense that danger was lurking. Lester’s vengeance would come sooner and far more brutal than any of them dared imagine.

Elsewhere, inside a jolting carriage, Lester sat with a stern face. Each bounce of the wheels stoked the fury simmering behind his eyes.

Inside the carriage, Kael—his arms brutally severed, his cultivation shattered—lay sprawled lifelessly. His face had drained of all color, and the only fires left in his eyes were hatred, slowly giving way to a chilling, vacant despair.

“Dad, I’m going to kill him!” Kael snarled, his voice ragged, raw. “I’ll tear Jared to pieces!”

The outburst tore open the half-healed scabs on his shoulders. Blood beaded, then trickled, and his strangled scream seemed to shake even the lantern chains above.

Lester slammed a fist against the carriage wall. Wood splintered, the panel buckling inward. “Easy, son. He will beg for death,” he growled.

Lester thought he could destroy the Sword Sect by bringing Qivius and other sect leaders. He did not expect Ararat to protect Jared.

If Ararat was present in Swordmaster City, no one could defeat him.

“Jared,” Lester hissed through clenched teeth, “you think you can survive in the Swordmaster City forever?”

Lester decided to find help. Sacred Sword Manor was famed for its sword forging. With enough incentive, he was confident they would help him.

He also knew that Jared had a beef with the Celestial Palace. Drystan had visited Jared before.

An enemy’s enemy becomes an ally. Lester decided to visit Drystan on level six.

Nearly a quarter hour had crawled by. A croaking voice appeared. “Mr. Lester, what’s the purpose of visiting Sixth Hall?”

Lester’s entire body jolted while sweating. “I’m willing to gift this short blade to Mr. Hexford. I want to kill someone!”

“Oh?”

The voice teased, “Who is it?”

“Jared Chance!” Lester’s answer cut the air with a chill sharper than steel.

At that name, Drystan rose so fast his crimson cloak snapped behind him. He had long hungered to kill Jared, but Isabel had threatened him not to pursue Jared.

However, Enaricus had ordered Drystan to kill Jared.

It was great timing when Lester visited the Sixth Hall. Drystan could oblige and obtained a new magic sword.