Roger's expression darkened.
Ignatius was no ordinary expert. He was a 4-Ringed Beast Soul Grandmaster who possessed powerful flame-type monster integrated traits. With his enormous power, he could fight two to three Mythical Knights on his own!
Even he wasn't confident about facing a man of this caliber. Not to mention that there was also a Catastrophe-grade beast.
Roger silently gathered his mana while observing the old man's movements.
"Lord Roger, who is this old bastard?" Dontos asked with a frown.
This idiot…
Roger cursed in his mind.
Dontos was a newly promoted Mythical Knight who had just advanced several years ago so it was normal for him not to know the identity of Ignatius.
Only those old freaks who had participated in 'that battle' half a century ago would be able to recognize him.
"Listen carefully, Lord Dontos. That man is someone we can't defeat so when I give the signal, you must retreat immediately." Roger warned him.
Hearing this, Dontos was stunned.
