Chapter 1395 The Guest of Honor Is Always Late

Paxton narrowed his eyes just in time for a hint of shock and wariness to flit past. He could hear whose voice this belonged to. Ezra was close to despair by this point, but the voice seemed to have awakened a hidden wellspring of hope and ecstasy. He dropped down to his knees and howled skyward, “Your Majesty! It is the honor of your humble servant, Ezra Sword, to see you!” He had not even recovered from the agony of the last fight when he fell onto his knees in religious zeal and adulation, and the only one who could make him do that in the entire world was the Saint and ruler of Sicut in Caelo. Caelum Caesar. Zayn narrowed his eyes too. His heart was charging. He was not sure if his mind was mistaking something else for another, but the voice was familiar. He felt like he had heard it from somewhere. He racked his head over it, and yet no name leaped into mind. Still, Zayn was pretty stoked that his duel with Raiden was enough to attract the Saint out of his hole! He spread hi