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Enzo pondered before continuing, "I am willing to command the forces. However, I must possess the authority to mobilize all personnel from the Temple of the Seven Gods."

"This..."

Upon hearing this, the leaders of the temples fell into a contemplative silence.

If Enzo's assertion held true, it meant that within the entirety of Alfa, only Enzo wielded the greatest power.

None could challenge Enzo.

Enzo observed the hesitant expressions of the heads of the council and hastily interjected, "Esteemed leaders, my intentions are not driven by a lust for power. The Umbra Corps is advancing with alarming ferocity, and given the urgency of our situation, if we do not unify our efforts, our individual battles will prove futile against their impending assault. We cannot afford to suffer great losses over minor disputes."

The head of the Wisdom Temple furrowed his brow in contemplation before responding, "Enzo, you do present a valid point. However, we must also be cautious regarding the concentration of authority. Therefore, we shall temporarily grant you command in addressing the Umbra Corps, on the condition that two emissaries from our temples accompany you to oversee your exercise of this power. How does that sound?"

"Very well, I shall reflect on this." Enzo replied without further comment, departing from the Temple of the Seven Gods and returning to his villa in Alfa City.

As soon as he opened the door, Flora rushed into his embrace. "Enzo, you have been missing for so long. I was truly worried sick about you."

Gently running his fingers through Flora's hair, Enzo felt a wave of remorse wash over him. "My dear, I apologize for causing you such concern. The matters outside are exceedingly complex."

Flora lifted her gaze, tears glistening in her eyes. "Each day you were away, I longed for your return, fearful that something terrible had befallen you."

He held her tightly, reassuringly. "But I am back now. Unfortunately, new troubles have arisen. The Umbra Corps intends to launch a full-scale assault on the Temple of the Seven Gods, and I must devise a strategy to counter them."

Flora's brow knitted in worry. "The Umbra Corps? Why would they do such a thing? This is far too perilous. You must exercise utmost caution."

Enzo sighed heavily. "They have long coveted the resources and power of Alfa, and it seems they are seizing this opportunity to unleash chaos. I have been proposed as the commander to resist them, but will be under scrutiny. I am still deliberating on the matter."

Flora gazed at him earnestly and declared, "Whatever decision you make, I will stand by you. I simply do not want you to take unnecessary risks. Is there no alternative?"

Enzo shook his head, "At this moment, there are no better options. This concerns the safety of the entire Alfa planet. If I do not step forward, more innocent lives may be at stake."

Flora fell into silence for a moment before responding, "Then you must promise me that you will return safely. I cannot bear the thought of losing you."

Enzo looked at her tenderly, "I will, my dear. Rest assured, I am confident I can navigate this crisis. But before that, I wish to spend some quality time with you."

Flora's tears transformed into a smile, "Yes, that's more like it."

The two embraced as they entered the house, where Flora had prepared Enzo's favorite dishes. Taking a seat at the table, Enzo surveyed the spread before him, a wave of warmth swelling in his heart.

"You must have neglected your meals these past few days. Sat well." Flora urged, as she served him food.

Enzo nodded with a smile, diving into the feast. Flora watched him quietly from the side, her eyes brimming with affection.

After the meal, they settled on the sofa, with Flora nestled in Enzo's arms. He held her gently, savoring the tranquility of the moment.

"Enzo, do you think Umbra Corps might have some sinister plot?" Flora suddenly inquired.

Enzo pondered for a moment, "They certainly will not launch an attack lightly. It's likely they'll engage in covert maneuvers. I need to investigate further to uncover any potential weaknesses."

Flora straightened, looking at him intently, "I want to accompany you."

Enzo quickly shook his head, "No, it's too perilous. Stay home and await my return."

Flora expressed her discontent, "I refuse to let you face danger alone. I can assist you."

"Assist me? "Enzo looked at Flora with a slight smile." Can you help me now?"

After speaking, Enzo bit Flora's breasts.

"Ah! "Flora couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, which happened to arouse Enzo's desire.

He was like a wild beast, wreaking havoc on Flora.

The two of them rolled off the sofa onto the bed, their clothes scattered on the ground.

Enzo's hands wandered on Flora's skin, igniting her passion.

Flora also responded positively, as if they were about to vent all their longing during this period.

After some interaction, the two embraced and fell asleep.

Enzo lay nestled in Flora's embrace, enveloped by her warmth and gentle breaths, a profound sense of tranquility filling his heart.

Regardless of the perilous world outside, the mere presence of Flora bestowed upon him boundless strength and courage.

As dawn broke the following morning, Enzo awoke to find Flora still in the depths of slumber. He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead before quietly rising.

There were myriad tasks awaiting him. He could not remain enraptured in this sanctuary of tenderness.

Dressed and composed, Enzo stepped out of the bedroom.

Upon entering the living room, he beheld the breakfast that Flora had lovingly prepared upon the dining table.

A wave of warmth surged within him, further solidifying his resolve to confront the Umbra Corps.

After finishing his meal, he left a note for Flora."Dearest, I must step out for a while. Please take good care of yourself. I shall return."

With that, Enzo departed the villa, heading towards the old blacksmith's abode. He sought to inquire about the progress of the weapon and to glean any advice the blacksmith might offer regarding the imminent battle.

Upon his arrival, he found the blacksmith meticulously honing a weapon in his hands.

Looking up with a smile as Enzo entered, the blacksmith greeted, "Enzo, you've arrived. The weapon is nearly complete, but it still requires one final element to unleash its full potential."

Curious, Enzo inquired, "What is that?"

The blacksmith replied with an enigmatic smile, "It needs a 'Soul Stone.' This gem will imbue the weapon with spirit, enabling it to manifest extraordinary power in battle."

Enzo frowned slightly, "Soul Stone? That sounds incredibly rare. Where might one find it?"

The blacksmith sighed, "The Soul Stone is exceedingly scarce, found only deep within ancient ruins. Moreover, those depths are fraught with peril and traps, making access nearly impossible for the unprepared."

Enzo clenched his jaw and declared, "No matter the peril, I must locate it. Old blacksmith, can you reveal to me the whereabouts of the ruin?" Read exclusive chapters at m_v-l'-NovelBin.net

The old blacksmith nodded and retrieved an ancient map from his drawer, handing it to Enzo. "This indicates the location of the ruin. But remember, it is fraught with danger—exercise utmost caution."

Gratefully accepting the map, Enzo replied, "Thank you, old blacksmith. I will be careful."

Upon exiting the blacksmith's shop, Enzo found Patricia and Matilda.

He refrained from seeking out Kosor.

After all, Kosor had sustained injuries and needed time to recuperate.

Moreover, as a traveling merchant, Kosor's support would be crucial in their struggle against the Umbra Corps.

"What's the matter, Enzo?" Patricia inquired.

Enzo explained, "The blacksmith informed me that our weapon requires a 'Soul Stone' to reach its full potential. This Soul Stone is said to be hidden deep within the ancient ruin. We must embark on a quest to find it."

Patricia and Matilda exchanged resolute glances, each recognizing the determination mirrored in the other's eyes.

"Very well, we shall accompany you." Patricia affirmed.

"Indeed, we are a team and must face the challenges together." Matilda concurred, nodding in agreement.

Enzo gazed at them with heartfelt gratitude, a warm surge of emotion swelling within him. He understood that with their presence, he could confront any adversity with renewed confidence.

"Let us hasten our departure. Time waits for no one." Enzo urged, unfurling the map bestowed by the blacksmith.

The trio diligently scrutinized the map, charting their course to the ancient ruin.

After preparing their belongings, they set forth on the journey to discover the Soul Stone.

As they traversed dense forests, crossed tumultuous rivers, and faced countless trials, Enzo, Patricia, and Matilda continuously supported one another against the odds.

After several days of arduous travel, they finally arrived at the entrance of the ancient ruin.

The gates of the ruin loomed ominously, their surfaces etched with enigmatic runes that exuded an aura of ancient mystery.

Enzo gazed at the gates with a profound sense of awe swelling within him. He understood that this was the destination of their journey and the greatest challenge they were about to confront.

Patricia, visibly anxious, exclaimed, "Enzo, this place appears exceedingly perilous. Are we truly going to enter?"

With unwavering resolve, Enzo nodded, "Indeed, we must proceed. For the sake of Alfa planet and our homeland, we must locate the Soul Stone."

"Isn't three of us insufficient?" Matilda inquired. "Shall I speak with my father and gather more people to accompany us?"

"Yes, Enzo." Patricia concurred, "I believe Matilda has a valid point. Having a larger party would be advantageous."

"Very well!" Enzo acquiesced, seeing the agreement in Patricia and Matilda's faces.

Without delay, Matilda departed to summon her kin.

Before long, she returned.

She was with a dozen carefully selected warriors.

Leading the way, Enzo guided the group according to the map in search of the Soul Stone.

Upon entering the ancient ruin, they were met with darkness and dampness, permeated by a foul stench. The walls flickered with faint phosphorescence, casting an eerie glow throughout the passage.

"Everyone, tread carefully. There may be traps here." Enzo cautioned in a hushed tone.

Just a few steps in, a series of creaking sounds echoed, reminiscent of some unseen mechanism at work. Suddenly, a row of sharp spikes shot up from the ground, aiming menacingly at the group.

"Quick, get down!" Matilda shouted, swiftly forming seals with her hands as an ice wall rose before them, shielding them from the deadly assault.

Enzo remarked, his brow furrowed in concern,"This is merely the beginning. We can expect even more formidable traps ahead."

As they pressed onward, they arrived at a vast chamber, filled with an array of peculiar statues, their eyes glinting with an eerie red light.

Patricia remarked anxiously,"These statues seem quite unsettling. Everyone, keep your distance."